A writer in hibernation, online I can wake up any day to claim my rightful place in the written word’s cosmos. Till then, abortion I am content with this blog – which is, as the name suggests, a random expressions of what crosses my mind. I call this blog a one-stop shop for entertainment reading in its various dimensions, providing a little relief from your life’s daily rigmarole. The blog has stories, view points, opinions, travel related entries, general posts, reviews and of course, lots on Bollywood music and Lata Mangeshkar (a voice I am passionate about)!
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I hope your experience at RE is fruitful. To access my previous posts, a good place to start is to visit the Comprehensive Archives Page which gives you the list of posts month-wise as well as the break up category-wise. There is a ‘search form’ available to enable you find the exact post you are looking for.
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So sit back, relax and enjoy! Happy Reading!
Deepak Jeswal
A writer in hibernation, online I can wake up any day to claim my rightful place in the written word’s cosmos. Till then, abortion I am content with this blog – which is, as the name suggests, a random expressions of what crosses my mind. I call this blog a one-stop shop for entertainment reading in its various dimensions, providing a little relief from your life’s daily rigmarole. The blog has stories, view points, opinions, travel related entries, general posts, reviews and of course, lots on Bollywood music and Lata Mangeshkar (a voice I am passionate about)!
Archives
I hope your experience at RE is fruitful. To access my previous posts, a good place to start is to visit the Comprehensive Archives Page which gives you the list of posts month-wise as well as the break up category-wise. There is a ‘search form’ available to enable you find the exact post you are looking for.
The comments on the posts are enabled, and it will give me a pleasure to know your views.
Contact
You can contact Random Expressions by using the contact form here
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You can join the announcement list (as given on the right hand side bar). Rest assured your email will remain confidential and will not be used other than sending out announcements from time to time. I hate spam more than any one could (esp. since I struggle quite a lot with it, both on this site and on my mails)
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If you find some comment offensive or in bad taste then you may write to me. I will try to remove the same if I have time or feel they are really in bad taste. There is no guarantee for this.
So sit back, relax and enjoy! Happy Reading!
Deepak Jeswal
A writer in hibernation, online I can wake up any day to claim my rightful place in the written word’s cosmos. Till then, abortion I am content with this blog – which is, as the name suggests, a random expressions of what crosses my mind. I call this blog a one-stop shop for entertainment reading in its various dimensions, providing a little relief from your life’s daily rigmarole. The blog has stories, view points, opinions, travel related entries, general posts, reviews and of course, lots on Bollywood music and Lata Mangeshkar (a voice I am passionate about)!
Archives
I hope your experience at RE is fruitful. To access my previous posts, a good place to start is to visit the Comprehensive Archives Page which gives you the list of posts month-wise as well as the break up category-wise. There is a ‘search form’ available to enable you find the exact post you are looking for.
The comments on the posts are enabled, and it will give me a pleasure to know your views.
Contact
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If you find some comment offensive or in bad taste then you may write to me. I will try to remove the same if I have time or feel they are really in bad taste. There is no guarantee for this.
So sit back, relax and enjoy! Happy Reading!
Deepak Jeswal
Music Review
It’s after listening to the film’s music I realised how much I missed Jatin-Lalit’s music. Sadly, look
this will be their swan song as a team, with both partners splitting up officially – quite a first in music industry; even though Shankar and Jaikishan were composing and interacting with producers separately some five-six years prior to Jaikishan’s untimely death, still they held to “S-J brand” very closely, so much so that Shankar did not allow the hyphen to go even when he was left alone by destiny’s chilling hand!
In mid-nineties JL were there right at the top – with two back-to-back musical bumper hits (DDLJ and Kuch Kuch Hota Hai) and several other hits (Pyar To Hona Hi Tha, Jab Pyar Kisise Hota Hai etc), they were sitting primly at the peak – till differences arose. Their last notable release was Hum Tum, from the same team as Fanaa.
Fanaa is a good farewell gift from the duo.
The most interesting point is to see Sunidhi Chauhan shedding off her ‘item girl’ image, an avatar she
momentarily slipped out of in Sur, but didn’t do much to later follow it up. In Fanaa, she gets to croon two soft numbers, of which ‘Tere haath mein mera haath ho’ is heart-meltingly effusive. To Sunidhi’s credit, she jumps at the opportunity with élan. The song embellished with some Kashmiri music has snippets of verses spoken by lead pair Aamir and Kajol, and Sonu Nigam gives pleasant company.
Her other duet (again with Sonu) Yeh saazish hai boondon ki (Dekho Na) is charming, sculpted with care and romance just like Hum Tum’s much appreciated title song.
It was ‘Chanda chamke’ that made me miss JL the most! The song is so typically JL that I really wish they would bury their differences and come together again. This song is based on alliterative tongue-twisters we all loved during our childhood. Singers are Babul Supriyo, Mahalaxmi and Master Akhay, with Aamir and Kajol again doing honors with a few words in between. Excellent interludes make it a lovable song.
Mahalaxmi’s solo ‘Des Rangila’, a patriotic song, is probably the only weakest link, yet in the reflective luminesce of other songs it shines.
My most favorite and undoubtedly the album’s best track is Shaan-Kailash Kher’s Chaand sifarish karta jo hamari. It’s a unique composition – the introduction is sort of ‘Balle balle on a Sunday’ riff(Bunty Aur Bubli) meets AR Rahman’s qawaali beats from Bombay (Kahne hi kya), to which is snitched just a sliver of Junoon’s electric guitar signature rhythm, and yet the song doesn’t look like some tattered hand-me down; primarily due to the excellent whistling theme music that takes over, and a tune which takes off on a wonderfully lip-friendly plane. The rhythm is awesome; and Shaan is perfectly in sync with the romantic mood! Even if you don’t plan to buy the album, don’t ever miss this song any which way! For this song itself, I would have given the below mentioned rating, but then the score has enough merit to claim its rightful share in music lover’s mind.
You can listen to songs online here.
Overall: A Good Buy!
A writer in hibernation, online I can wake up any day to claim my rightful place in the written word’s cosmos. Till then, abortion I am content with this blog – which is, as the name suggests, a random expressions of what crosses my mind. I call this blog a one-stop shop for entertainment reading in its various dimensions, providing a little relief from your life’s daily rigmarole. The blog has stories, view points, opinions, travel related entries, general posts, reviews and of course, lots on Bollywood music and Lata Mangeshkar (a voice I am passionate about)!
Archives
I hope your experience at RE is fruitful. To access my previous posts, a good place to start is to visit the Comprehensive Archives Page which gives you the list of posts month-wise as well as the break up category-wise. There is a ‘search form’ available to enable you find the exact post you are looking for.
The comments on the posts are enabled, and it will give me a pleasure to know your views.
Contact
You can contact Random Expressions by using the contact form here
Announcements
You can join the announcement list (as given on the right hand side bar). Rest assured your email will remain confidential and will not be used other than sending out announcements from time to time. I hate spam more than any one could (esp. since I struggle quite a lot with it, both on this site and on my mails)
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Comments are unmoderated and hence open to everyone. I take no risk or responsibility for them.
If you find some comment offensive or in bad taste then you may write to me. I will try to remove the same if I have time or feel they are really in bad taste. There is no guarantee for this.
So sit back, relax and enjoy! Happy Reading!
Deepak Jeswal
A writer in hibernation, online I can wake up any day to claim my rightful place in the written word’s cosmos. Till then, abortion I am content with this blog – which is, as the name suggests, a random expressions of what crosses my mind. I call this blog a one-stop shop for entertainment reading in its various dimensions, providing a little relief from your life’s daily rigmarole. The blog has stories, view points, opinions, travel related entries, general posts, reviews and of course, lots on Bollywood music and Lata Mangeshkar (a voice I am passionate about)!
Archives
I hope your experience at RE is fruitful. To access my previous posts, a good place to start is to visit the Comprehensive Archives Page which gives you the list of posts month-wise as well as the break up category-wise. There is a ‘search form’ available to enable you find the exact post you are looking for.
The comments on the posts are enabled, and it will give me a pleasure to know your views.
Contact
You can contact Random Expressions by using the contact form here
Announcements
You can join the announcement list (as given on the right hand side bar). Rest assured your email will remain confidential and will not be used other than sending out announcements from time to time. I hate spam more than any one could (esp. since I struggle quite a lot with it, both on this site and on my mails)
Donate
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Comments are unmoderated and hence open to everyone. I take no risk or responsibility for them.
If you find some comment offensive or in bad taste then you may write to me. I will try to remove the same if I have time or feel they are really in bad taste. There is no guarantee for this.
So sit back, relax and enjoy! Happy Reading!
Deepak Jeswal
Music Review
It’s after listening to the film’s music I realised how much I missed Jatin-Lalit’s music. Sadly, look
this will be their swan song as a team, with both partners splitting up officially – quite a first in music industry; even though Shankar and Jaikishan were composing and interacting with producers separately some five-six years prior to Jaikishan’s untimely death, still they held to “S-J brand” very closely, so much so that Shankar did not allow the hyphen to go even when he was left alone by destiny’s chilling hand!
In mid-nineties JL were there right at the top – with two back-to-back musical bumper hits (DDLJ and Kuch Kuch Hota Hai) and several other hits (Pyar To Hona Hi Tha, Jab Pyar Kisise Hota Hai etc), they were sitting primly at the peak – till differences arose. Their last notable release was Hum Tum, from the same team as Fanaa.
Fanaa is a good farewell gift from the duo.
The most interesting point is to see Sunidhi Chauhan shedding off her ‘item girl’ image, an avatar she
momentarily slipped out of in Sur, but didn’t do much to later follow it up. In Fanaa, she gets to croon two soft numbers, of which ‘Tere haath mein mera haath ho’ is heart-meltingly effusive. To Sunidhi’s credit, she jumps at the opportunity with élan. The song embellished with some Kashmiri music has snippets of verses spoken by lead pair Aamir and Kajol, and Sonu Nigam gives pleasant company.
Her other duet (again with Sonu) Yeh saazish hai boondon ki (Dekho Na) is charming, sculpted with care and romance just like Hum Tum’s much appreciated title song.
It was ‘Chanda chamke’ that made me miss JL the most! The song is so typically JL that I really wish they would bury their differences and come together again. This song is based on alliterative tongue-twisters we all loved during our childhood. Singers are Babul Supriyo, Mahalaxmi and Master Akhay, with Aamir and Kajol again doing honors with a few words in between. Excellent interludes make it a lovable song.
Mahalaxmi’s solo ‘Des Rangila’, a patriotic song, is probably the only weakest link, yet in the reflective luminesce of other songs it shines.
My most favorite and undoubtedly the album’s best track is Shaan-Kailash Kher’s Chaand sifarish karta jo hamari. It’s a unique composition – the introduction is sort of ‘Balle balle on a Sunday’ riff(Bunty Aur Bubli) meets AR Rahman’s qawaali beats from Bombay (Kahne hi kya), to which is snitched just a sliver of Junoon’s electric guitar signature rhythm, and yet the song doesn’t look like some tattered hand-me down; primarily due to the excellent whistling theme music that takes over, and a tune which takes off on a wonderfully lip-friendly plane. The rhythm is awesome; and Shaan is perfectly in sync with the romantic mood! Even if you don’t plan to buy the album, don’t ever miss this song any which way! For this song itself, I would have given the below mentioned rating, but then the score has enough merit to claim its rightful share in music lover’s mind.
You can listen to songs online here.
Overall: A Good Buy!
I haven’t really written much poetry. But in the following pages, healing you can find some Hindi stuff; would classify them more as ‘songs’ than poems!
Enjoy!
A writer in hibernation, online I can wake up any day to claim my rightful place in the written word’s cosmos. Till then, abortion I am content with this blog – which is, as the name suggests, a random expressions of what crosses my mind. I call this blog a one-stop shop for entertainment reading in its various dimensions, providing a little relief from your life’s daily rigmarole. The blog has stories, view points, opinions, travel related entries, general posts, reviews and of course, lots on Bollywood music and Lata Mangeshkar (a voice I am passionate about)!
Archives
I hope your experience at RE is fruitful. To access my previous posts, a good place to start is to visit the Comprehensive Archives Page which gives you the list of posts month-wise as well as the break up category-wise. There is a ‘search form’ available to enable you find the exact post you are looking for.
The comments on the posts are enabled, and it will give me a pleasure to know your views.
Contact
You can contact Random Expressions by using the contact form here
Announcements
You can join the announcement list (as given on the right hand side bar). Rest assured your email will remain confidential and will not be used other than sending out announcements from time to time. I hate spam more than any one could (esp. since I struggle quite a lot with it, both on this site and on my mails)
Donate
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Comments are unmoderated and hence open to everyone. I take no risk or responsibility for them.
If you find some comment offensive or in bad taste then you may write to me. I will try to remove the same if I have time or feel they are really in bad taste. There is no guarantee for this.
So sit back, relax and enjoy! Happy Reading!
Deepak Jeswal
A writer in hibernation, online I can wake up any day to claim my rightful place in the written word’s cosmos. Till then, abortion I am content with this blog – which is, as the name suggests, a random expressions of what crosses my mind. I call this blog a one-stop shop for entertainment reading in its various dimensions, providing a little relief from your life’s daily rigmarole. The blog has stories, view points, opinions, travel related entries, general posts, reviews and of course, lots on Bollywood music and Lata Mangeshkar (a voice I am passionate about)!
Archives
I hope your experience at RE is fruitful. To access my previous posts, a good place to start is to visit the Comprehensive Archives Page which gives you the list of posts month-wise as well as the break up category-wise. There is a ‘search form’ available to enable you find the exact post you are looking for.
The comments on the posts are enabled, and it will give me a pleasure to know your views.
Contact
You can contact Random Expressions by using the contact form here
Announcements
You can join the announcement list (as given on the right hand side bar). Rest assured your email will remain confidential and will not be used other than sending out announcements from time to time. I hate spam more than any one could (esp. since I struggle quite a lot with it, both on this site and on my mails)
Donate
If you find the site useful and entertaining, please do make a nominal donation to help up-keep the site in its full beauty and form. You can help by clicking here.
Disclaimer
Comments are unmoderated and hence open to everyone. I take no risk or responsibility for them.
If you find some comment offensive or in bad taste then you may write to me. I will try to remove the same if I have time or feel they are really in bad taste. There is no guarantee for this.
So sit back, relax and enjoy! Happy Reading!
Deepak Jeswal
Music Review
It’s after listening to the film’s music I realised how much I missed Jatin-Lalit’s music. Sadly, look
this will be their swan song as a team, with both partners splitting up officially – quite a first in music industry; even though Shankar and Jaikishan were composing and interacting with producers separately some five-six years prior to Jaikishan’s untimely death, still they held to “S-J brand” very closely, so much so that Shankar did not allow the hyphen to go even when he was left alone by destiny’s chilling hand!
In mid-nineties JL were there right at the top – with two back-to-back musical bumper hits (DDLJ and Kuch Kuch Hota Hai) and several other hits (Pyar To Hona Hi Tha, Jab Pyar Kisise Hota Hai etc), they were sitting primly at the peak – till differences arose. Their last notable release was Hum Tum, from the same team as Fanaa.
Fanaa is a good farewell gift from the duo.
The most interesting point is to see Sunidhi Chauhan shedding off her ‘item girl’ image, an avatar she
momentarily slipped out of in Sur, but didn’t do much to later follow it up. In Fanaa, she gets to croon two soft numbers, of which ‘Tere haath mein mera haath ho’ is heart-meltingly effusive. To Sunidhi’s credit, she jumps at the opportunity with élan. The song embellished with some Kashmiri music has snippets of verses spoken by lead pair Aamir and Kajol, and Sonu Nigam gives pleasant company.
Her other duet (again with Sonu) Yeh saazish hai boondon ki (Dekho Na) is charming, sculpted with care and romance just like Hum Tum’s much appreciated title song.
It was ‘Chanda chamke’ that made me miss JL the most! The song is so typically JL that I really wish they would bury their differences and come together again. This song is based on alliterative tongue-twisters we all loved during our childhood. Singers are Babul Supriyo, Mahalaxmi and Master Akhay, with Aamir and Kajol again doing honors with a few words in between. Excellent interludes make it a lovable song.
Mahalaxmi’s solo ‘Des Rangila’, a patriotic song, is probably the only weakest link, yet in the reflective luminesce of other songs it shines.
My most favorite and undoubtedly the album’s best track is Shaan-Kailash Kher’s Chaand sifarish karta jo hamari. It’s a unique composition – the introduction is sort of ‘Balle balle on a Sunday’ riff(Bunty Aur Bubli) meets AR Rahman’s qawaali beats from Bombay (Kahne hi kya), to which is snitched just a sliver of Junoon’s electric guitar signature rhythm, and yet the song doesn’t look like some tattered hand-me down; primarily due to the excellent whistling theme music that takes over, and a tune which takes off on a wonderfully lip-friendly plane. The rhythm is awesome; and Shaan is perfectly in sync with the romantic mood! Even if you don’t plan to buy the album, don’t ever miss this song any which way! For this song itself, I would have given the below mentioned rating, but then the score has enough merit to claim its rightful share in music lover’s mind.
You can listen to songs online here.
Overall: A Good Buy!
I haven’t really written much poetry. But in the following pages, healing you can find some Hindi stuff; would classify them more as ‘songs’ than poems!
Enjoy!
I haven’t really written much poetry. But in the following pages, healing you can find some Hindi stuff; would classify them more as ‘songs’ than poems!
Enjoy!
Bahut bechain, eczema
bahut betaab hai hum;
Bahut bekaraar, surgeon
bahut talabgaar hai hum
Aaj ki raat neend nahi aayegi
Aaj ki raat karwaton mein guzar jaayegi,
Silwaton mein subah gin lenge murjhaaye hue khwaab,
Aaj ki raat to masalne mein guzar jaayegi
Hamari tishnagi ka koie dariya nahi
Hamari mushqilon ka koie zaria nahi
Subah roshni ki barsaat hogi magar,
Aaj ki raat to kale sehre mein jaayegi
Kyun bechain kyun betaab hai hum
Kyun bekaraar kyun talabgaar hai hum
Ik hasrat hai dil mein
Ik chaah zahan ki
Paak ke jaise ho duaayen
Khaalikh par usme gunaahon si
Dil ke daayaron ko baandh diya
Armaanon ki rawaani ko rok diya
Khwashiyon ko humne dafn kiya
Bas jee rah ik zindagi si
Bejaan ruh ki dhadkan si
Is liye bechain, is liye betaab hai hum
Is liye talabgaar, is liye bekaraar hai hum
A writer in hibernation, online I can wake up any day to claim my rightful place in the written word’s cosmos. Till then, abortion I am content with this blog – which is, as the name suggests, a random expressions of what crosses my mind. I call this blog a one-stop shop for entertainment reading in its various dimensions, providing a little relief from your life’s daily rigmarole. The blog has stories, view points, opinions, travel related entries, general posts, reviews and of course, lots on Bollywood music and Lata Mangeshkar (a voice I am passionate about)!
Archives
I hope your experience at RE is fruitful. To access my previous posts, a good place to start is to visit the Comprehensive Archives Page which gives you the list of posts month-wise as well as the break up category-wise. There is a ‘search form’ available to enable you find the exact post you are looking for.
The comments on the posts are enabled, and it will give me a pleasure to know your views.
Contact
You can contact Random Expressions by using the contact form here
Announcements
You can join the announcement list (as given on the right hand side bar). Rest assured your email will remain confidential and will not be used other than sending out announcements from time to time. I hate spam more than any one could (esp. since I struggle quite a lot with it, both on this site and on my mails)
Donate
If you find the site useful and entertaining, please do make a nominal donation to help up-keep the site in its full beauty and form. You can help by clicking here.
Disclaimer
Comments are unmoderated and hence open to everyone. I take no risk or responsibility for them.
If you find some comment offensive or in bad taste then you may write to me. I will try to remove the same if I have time or feel they are really in bad taste. There is no guarantee for this.
So sit back, relax and enjoy! Happy Reading!
Deepak Jeswal
A writer in hibernation, online I can wake up any day to claim my rightful place in the written word’s cosmos. Till then, abortion I am content with this blog – which is, as the name suggests, a random expressions of what crosses my mind. I call this blog a one-stop shop for entertainment reading in its various dimensions, providing a little relief from your life’s daily rigmarole. The blog has stories, view points, opinions, travel related entries, general posts, reviews and of course, lots on Bollywood music and Lata Mangeshkar (a voice I am passionate about)!
Archives
I hope your experience at RE is fruitful. To access my previous posts, a good place to start is to visit the Comprehensive Archives Page which gives you the list of posts month-wise as well as the break up category-wise. There is a ‘search form’ available to enable you find the exact post you are looking for.
The comments on the posts are enabled, and it will give me a pleasure to know your views.
Contact
You can contact Random Expressions by using the contact form here
Announcements
You can join the announcement list (as given on the right hand side bar). Rest assured your email will remain confidential and will not be used other than sending out announcements from time to time. I hate spam more than any one could (esp. since I struggle quite a lot with it, both on this site and on my mails)
Donate
If you find the site useful and entertaining, please do make a nominal donation to help up-keep the site in its full beauty and form. You can help by clicking here.
Disclaimer
Comments are unmoderated and hence open to everyone. I take no risk or responsibility for them.
If you find some comment offensive or in bad taste then you may write to me. I will try to remove the same if I have time or feel they are really in bad taste. There is no guarantee for this.
So sit back, relax and enjoy! Happy Reading!
Deepak Jeswal
Music Review
It’s after listening to the film’s music I realised how much I missed Jatin-Lalit’s music. Sadly, look
this will be their swan song as a team, with both partners splitting up officially – quite a first in music industry; even though Shankar and Jaikishan were composing and interacting with producers separately some five-six years prior to Jaikishan’s untimely death, still they held to “S-J brand” very closely, so much so that Shankar did not allow the hyphen to go even when he was left alone by destiny’s chilling hand!
In mid-nineties JL were there right at the top – with two back-to-back musical bumper hits (DDLJ and Kuch Kuch Hota Hai) and several other hits (Pyar To Hona Hi Tha, Jab Pyar Kisise Hota Hai etc), they were sitting primly at the peak – till differences arose. Their last notable release was Hum Tum, from the same team as Fanaa.
Fanaa is a good farewell gift from the duo.
The most interesting point is to see Sunidhi Chauhan shedding off her ‘item girl’ image, an avatar she
momentarily slipped out of in Sur, but didn’t do much to later follow it up. In Fanaa, she gets to croon two soft numbers, of which ‘Tere haath mein mera haath ho’ is heart-meltingly effusive. To Sunidhi’s credit, she jumps at the opportunity with élan. The song embellished with some Kashmiri music has snippets of verses spoken by lead pair Aamir and Kajol, and Sonu Nigam gives pleasant company.
Her other duet (again with Sonu) Yeh saazish hai boondon ki (Dekho Na) is charming, sculpted with care and romance just like Hum Tum’s much appreciated title song.
It was ‘Chanda chamke’ that made me miss JL the most! The song is so typically JL that I really wish they would bury their differences and come together again. This song is based on alliterative tongue-twisters we all loved during our childhood. Singers are Babul Supriyo, Mahalaxmi and Master Akhay, with Aamir and Kajol again doing honors with a few words in between. Excellent interludes make it a lovable song.
Mahalaxmi’s solo ‘Des Rangila’, a patriotic song, is probably the only weakest link, yet in the reflective luminesce of other songs it shines.
My most favorite and undoubtedly the album’s best track is Shaan-Kailash Kher’s Chaand sifarish karta jo hamari. It’s a unique composition – the introduction is sort of ‘Balle balle on a Sunday’ riff(Bunty Aur Bubli) meets AR Rahman’s qawaali beats from Bombay (Kahne hi kya), to which is snitched just a sliver of Junoon’s electric guitar signature rhythm, and yet the song doesn’t look like some tattered hand-me down; primarily due to the excellent whistling theme music that takes over, and a tune which takes off on a wonderfully lip-friendly plane. The rhythm is awesome; and Shaan is perfectly in sync with the romantic mood! Even if you don’t plan to buy the album, don’t ever miss this song any which way! For this song itself, I would have given the below mentioned rating, but then the score has enough merit to claim its rightful share in music lover’s mind.
You can listen to songs online here.
Overall: A Good Buy!
I haven’t really written much poetry. But in the following pages, healing you can find some Hindi stuff; would classify them more as ‘songs’ than poems!
Enjoy!
I haven’t really written much poetry. But in the following pages, healing you can find some Hindi stuff; would classify them more as ‘songs’ than poems!
Enjoy!
Bahut bechain, eczema
bahut betaab hai hum;
Bahut bekaraar, surgeon
bahut talabgaar hai hum
Aaj ki raat neend nahi aayegi
Aaj ki raat karwaton mein guzar jaayegi,
Silwaton mein subah gin lenge murjhaaye hue khwaab,
Aaj ki raat to masalne mein guzar jaayegi
Hamari tishnagi ka koie dariya nahi
Hamari mushqilon ka koie zaria nahi
Subah roshni ki barsaat hogi magar,
Aaj ki raat to kale sehre mein jaayegi
Kyun bechain kyun betaab hai hum
Kyun bekaraar kyun talabgaar hai hum
Ik hasrat hai dil mein
Ik chaah zahan ki
Paak ke jaise ho duaayen
Khaalikh par usme gunaahon si
Dil ke daayaron ko baandh diya
Armaanon ki rawaani ko rok diya
Khwashiyon ko humne dafn kiya
Bas jee rah ik zindagi si
Bejaan ruh ki dhadkan si
Is liye bechain, is liye betaab hai hum
Is liye talabgaar, is liye bekaraar hai hum
I haven’t really written much poetry. But in the following pages, healing you can find some Hindi stuff; would classify them more as ‘songs’ than poems!
Enjoy!
Bahut bechain, eczema
bahut betaab hai hum;
Bahut bekaraar, surgeon
bahut talabgaar hai hum
Aaj ki raat neend nahi aayegi
Aaj ki raat karwaton mein guzar jaayegi,
Silwaton mein subah gin lenge murjhaaye hue khwaab,
Aaj ki raat to masalne mein guzar jaayegi
Hamari tishnagi ka koie dariya nahi
Hamari mushqilon ka koie zaria nahi
Subah roshni ki barsaat hogi magar,
Aaj ki raat to kale sehre mein jaayegi
Kyun bechain kyun betaab hai hum
Kyun bekaraar kyun talabgaar hai hum
Ik hasrat hai dil mein
Ik chaah zahan ki
Paak ke jaise ho duaayen
Khaalikh par usme gunaahon si
Dil ke daayaron ko baandh diya
Armaanon ki rawaani ko rok diya
Khwashiyon ko humne dafn kiya
Bas jee rah ik zindagi si
Bejaan ruh ki dhadkan si
Is liye bechain, is liye betaab hai hum
Is liye talabgaar, is liye bekaraar hai hum
Haan karliya, order
jee karliya humne jurm-e-ulfat
Aankh roti rahi, haa roti rahi, par hans gayi kismat
Kal talak mai bhi mehfilon mein gaata tha
Phoolon se gulshan mera bhi saja karta tha
Aaj veeran ho gayi meri chaahat
Aankh roti rahi , haai roti rahi par hans gayi kismat
Aaj koi sapna aankhon mein sajta nahi
Koie bhi rang dil ko bhaata nahi
Na jaan paya taqdeer ki taaqat
Aaankh roti rahi, haa roti rahi par hans gayi kismat
Kal ho na ho iska nahi aitbaar
Kal ka ab mujhe nahi intezaar
Kahi se mil jaaye mujhko bhi raahat
Aaankh roti rahi , haa roti rahi par hans gayi kismat
A writer in hibernation, online I can wake up any day to claim my rightful place in the written word’s cosmos. Till then, abortion I am content with this blog – which is, as the name suggests, a random expressions of what crosses my mind. I call this blog a one-stop shop for entertainment reading in its various dimensions, providing a little relief from your life’s daily rigmarole. The blog has stories, view points, opinions, travel related entries, general posts, reviews and of course, lots on Bollywood music and Lata Mangeshkar (a voice I am passionate about)!
Archives
I hope your experience at RE is fruitful. To access my previous posts, a good place to start is to visit the Comprehensive Archives Page which gives you the list of posts month-wise as well as the break up category-wise. There is a ‘search form’ available to enable you find the exact post you are looking for.
The comments on the posts are enabled, and it will give me a pleasure to know your views.
Contact
You can contact Random Expressions by using the contact form here
Announcements
You can join the announcement list (as given on the right hand side bar). Rest assured your email will remain confidential and will not be used other than sending out announcements from time to time. I hate spam more than any one could (esp. since I struggle quite a lot with it, both on this site and on my mails)
Donate
If you find the site useful and entertaining, please do make a nominal donation to help up-keep the site in its full beauty and form. You can help by clicking here.
Disclaimer
Comments are unmoderated and hence open to everyone. I take no risk or responsibility for them.
If you find some comment offensive or in bad taste then you may write to me. I will try to remove the same if I have time or feel they are really in bad taste. There is no guarantee for this.
So sit back, relax and enjoy! Happy Reading!
Deepak Jeswal
A writer in hibernation, online I can wake up any day to claim my rightful place in the written word’s cosmos. Till then, abortion I am content with this blog – which is, as the name suggests, a random expressions of what crosses my mind. I call this blog a one-stop shop for entertainment reading in its various dimensions, providing a little relief from your life’s daily rigmarole. The blog has stories, view points, opinions, travel related entries, general posts, reviews and of course, lots on Bollywood music and Lata Mangeshkar (a voice I am passionate about)!
Archives
I hope your experience at RE is fruitful. To access my previous posts, a good place to start is to visit the Comprehensive Archives Page which gives you the list of posts month-wise as well as the break up category-wise. There is a ‘search form’ available to enable you find the exact post you are looking for.
The comments on the posts are enabled, and it will give me a pleasure to know your views.
Contact
You can contact Random Expressions by using the contact form here
Announcements
You can join the announcement list (as given on the right hand side bar). Rest assured your email will remain confidential and will not be used other than sending out announcements from time to time. I hate spam more than any one could (esp. since I struggle quite a lot with it, both on this site and on my mails)
Donate
If you find the site useful and entertaining, please do make a nominal donation to help up-keep the site in its full beauty and form. You can help by clicking here.
Disclaimer
Comments are unmoderated and hence open to everyone. I take no risk or responsibility for them.
If you find some comment offensive or in bad taste then you may write to me. I will try to remove the same if I have time or feel they are really in bad taste. There is no guarantee for this.
So sit back, relax and enjoy! Happy Reading!
Deepak Jeswal
Music Review
It’s after listening to the film’s music I realised how much I missed Jatin-Lalit’s music. Sadly, look
this will be their swan song as a team, with both partners splitting up officially – quite a first in music industry; even though Shankar and Jaikishan were composing and interacting with producers separately some five-six years prior to Jaikishan’s untimely death, still they held to “S-J brand” very closely, so much so that Shankar did not allow the hyphen to go even when he was left alone by destiny’s chilling hand!
In mid-nineties JL were there right at the top – with two back-to-back musical bumper hits (DDLJ and Kuch Kuch Hota Hai) and several other hits (Pyar To Hona Hi Tha, Jab Pyar Kisise Hota Hai etc), they were sitting primly at the peak – till differences arose. Their last notable release was Hum Tum, from the same team as Fanaa.
Fanaa is a good farewell gift from the duo.
The most interesting point is to see Sunidhi Chauhan shedding off her ‘item girl’ image, an avatar she
momentarily slipped out of in Sur, but didn’t do much to later follow it up. In Fanaa, she gets to croon two soft numbers, of which ‘Tere haath mein mera haath ho’ is heart-meltingly effusive. To Sunidhi’s credit, she jumps at the opportunity with élan. The song embellished with some Kashmiri music has snippets of verses spoken by lead pair Aamir and Kajol, and Sonu Nigam gives pleasant company.
Her other duet (again with Sonu) Yeh saazish hai boondon ki (Dekho Na) is charming, sculpted with care and romance just like Hum Tum’s much appreciated title song.
It was ‘Chanda chamke’ that made me miss JL the most! The song is so typically JL that I really wish they would bury their differences and come together again. This song is based on alliterative tongue-twisters we all loved during our childhood. Singers are Babul Supriyo, Mahalaxmi and Master Akhay, with Aamir and Kajol again doing honors with a few words in between. Excellent interludes make it a lovable song.
Mahalaxmi’s solo ‘Des Rangila’, a patriotic song, is probably the only weakest link, yet in the reflective luminesce of other songs it shines.
My most favorite and undoubtedly the album’s best track is Shaan-Kailash Kher’s Chaand sifarish karta jo hamari. It’s a unique composition – the introduction is sort of ‘Balle balle on a Sunday’ riff(Bunty Aur Bubli) meets AR Rahman’s qawaali beats from Bombay (Kahne hi kya), to which is snitched just a sliver of Junoon’s electric guitar signature rhythm, and yet the song doesn’t look like some tattered hand-me down; primarily due to the excellent whistling theme music that takes over, and a tune which takes off on a wonderfully lip-friendly plane. The rhythm is awesome; and Shaan is perfectly in sync with the romantic mood! Even if you don’t plan to buy the album, don’t ever miss this song any which way! For this song itself, I would have given the below mentioned rating, but then the score has enough merit to claim its rightful share in music lover’s mind.
You can listen to songs online here.
Overall: A Good Buy!
I haven’t really written much poetry. But in the following pages, healing you can find some Hindi stuff; would classify them more as ‘songs’ than poems!
Enjoy!
I haven’t really written much poetry. But in the following pages, healing you can find some Hindi stuff; would classify them more as ‘songs’ than poems!
Enjoy!
Bahut bechain, eczema
bahut betaab hai hum;
Bahut bekaraar, surgeon
bahut talabgaar hai hum
Aaj ki raat neend nahi aayegi
Aaj ki raat karwaton mein guzar jaayegi,
Silwaton mein subah gin lenge murjhaaye hue khwaab,
Aaj ki raat to masalne mein guzar jaayegi
Hamari tishnagi ka koie dariya nahi
Hamari mushqilon ka koie zaria nahi
Subah roshni ki barsaat hogi magar,
Aaj ki raat to kale sehre mein jaayegi
Kyun bechain kyun betaab hai hum
Kyun bekaraar kyun talabgaar hai hum
Ik hasrat hai dil mein
Ik chaah zahan ki
Paak ke jaise ho duaayen
Khaalikh par usme gunaahon si
Dil ke daayaron ko baandh diya
Armaanon ki rawaani ko rok diya
Khwashiyon ko humne dafn kiya
Bas jee rah ik zindagi si
Bejaan ruh ki dhadkan si
Is liye bechain, is liye betaab hai hum
Is liye talabgaar, is liye bekaraar hai hum
I haven’t really written much poetry. But in the following pages, healing you can find some Hindi stuff; would classify them more as ‘songs’ than poems!
Enjoy!
Bahut bechain, eczema
bahut betaab hai hum;
Bahut bekaraar, surgeon
bahut talabgaar hai hum
Aaj ki raat neend nahi aayegi
Aaj ki raat karwaton mein guzar jaayegi,
Silwaton mein subah gin lenge murjhaaye hue khwaab,
Aaj ki raat to masalne mein guzar jaayegi
Hamari tishnagi ka koie dariya nahi
Hamari mushqilon ka koie zaria nahi
Subah roshni ki barsaat hogi magar,
Aaj ki raat to kale sehre mein jaayegi
Kyun bechain kyun betaab hai hum
Kyun bekaraar kyun talabgaar hai hum
Ik hasrat hai dil mein
Ik chaah zahan ki
Paak ke jaise ho duaayen
Khaalikh par usme gunaahon si
Dil ke daayaron ko baandh diya
Armaanon ki rawaani ko rok diya
Khwashiyon ko humne dafn kiya
Bas jee rah ik zindagi si
Bejaan ruh ki dhadkan si
Is liye bechain, is liye betaab hai hum
Is liye talabgaar, is liye bekaraar hai hum
Haan karliya, order
jee karliya humne jurm-e-ulfat
Aankh roti rahi, haa roti rahi, par hans gayi kismat
Kal talak mai bhi mehfilon mein gaata tha
Phoolon se gulshan mera bhi saja karta tha
Aaj veeran ho gayi meri chaahat
Aankh roti rahi , haai roti rahi par hans gayi kismat
Aaj koi sapna aankhon mein sajta nahi
Koie bhi rang dil ko bhaata nahi
Na jaan paya taqdeer ki taaqat
Aaankh roti rahi, haa roti rahi par hans gayi kismat
Kal ho na ho iska nahi aitbaar
Kal ka ab mujhe nahi intezaar
Kahi se mil jaaye mujhko bhi raahat
Aaankh roti rahi , haa roti rahi par hans gayi kismat
I haven’t really written much poetry. But in the following pages, healing you can find some Hindi stuff; would classify them more as ‘songs’ than poems!
Enjoy!
Bahut bechain, eczema
bahut betaab hai hum;
Bahut bekaraar, surgeon
bahut talabgaar hai hum
Aaj ki raat neend nahi aayegi
Aaj ki raat karwaton mein guzar jaayegi,
Silwaton mein subah gin lenge murjhaaye hue khwaab,
Aaj ki raat to masalne mein guzar jaayegi
Hamari tishnagi ka koie dariya nahi
Hamari mushqilon ka koie zaria nahi
Subah roshni ki barsaat hogi magar,
Aaj ki raat to kale sehre mein jaayegi
Kyun bechain kyun betaab hai hum
Kyun bekaraar kyun talabgaar hai hum
Ik hasrat hai dil mein
Ik chaah zahan ki
Paak ke jaise ho duaayen
Khaalikh par usme gunaahon si
Dil ke daayaron ko baandh diya
Armaanon ki rawaani ko rok diya
Khwashiyon ko humne dafn kiya
Bas jee rah ik zindagi si
Bejaan ruh ki dhadkan si
Is liye bechain, is liye betaab hai hum
Is liye talabgaar, is liye bekaraar hai hum
Haan karliya, order
jee karliya humne jurm-e-ulfat
Aankh roti rahi, haa roti rahi, par hans gayi kismat
Kal talak mai bhi mehfilon mein gaata tha
Phoolon se gulshan mera bhi saja karta tha
Aaj veeran ho gayi meri chaahat
Aankh roti rahi , haai roti rahi par hans gayi kismat
Aaj koi sapna aankhon mein sajta nahi
Koie bhi rang dil ko bhaata nahi
Na jaan paya taqdeer ki taaqat
Aaankh roti rahi, haa roti rahi par hans gayi kismat
Kal ho na ho iska nahi aitbaar
Kal ka ab mujhe nahi intezaar
Kahi se mil jaaye mujhko bhi raahat
Aaankh roti rahi , haa roti rahi par hans gayi kismat
Do kadam chalo to zara
Thaam ke haath mera
Bas yehi ab hai dua
Raho sang mere sada
Apni tanhaiyaiyon se
Apni hi parchchayon se, medical
Darta mai kitna raha
Chup main bahut raha
Mere geeton mein de diye, decease
Naye bol bas tumne,
Phir se mai jee utha
Phir se mai gaane laga
Bas yehi hai ab dua
Raho sang mere sada
Kitni masoom hai
Kitni gumsum hai
Teri ankhon mein
Itne kyun gam hai
Baant lun kuch mai bhi
Halka ho man tera bhi
Yeh dosti yaar nibhana
Ruswa ise na karna
Bas yehi hai ab dua
Raho sang mere sada
A writer in hibernation, online I can wake up any day to claim my rightful place in the written word’s cosmos. Till then, abortion I am content with this blog – which is, as the name suggests, a random expressions of what crosses my mind. I call this blog a one-stop shop for entertainment reading in its various dimensions, providing a little relief from your life’s daily rigmarole. The blog has stories, view points, opinions, travel related entries, general posts, reviews and of course, lots on Bollywood music and Lata Mangeshkar (a voice I am passionate about)!
Archives
I hope your experience at RE is fruitful. To access my previous posts, a good place to start is to visit the Comprehensive Archives Page which gives you the list of posts month-wise as well as the break up category-wise. There is a ‘search form’ available to enable you find the exact post you are looking for.
The comments on the posts are enabled, and it will give me a pleasure to know your views.
Contact
You can contact Random Expressions by using the contact form here
Announcements
You can join the announcement list (as given on the right hand side bar). Rest assured your email will remain confidential and will not be used other than sending out announcements from time to time. I hate spam more than any one could (esp. since I struggle quite a lot with it, both on this site and on my mails)
Donate
If you find the site useful and entertaining, please do make a nominal donation to help up-keep the site in its full beauty and form. You can help by clicking here.
Disclaimer
Comments are unmoderated and hence open to everyone. I take no risk or responsibility for them.
If you find some comment offensive or in bad taste then you may write to me. I will try to remove the same if I have time or feel they are really in bad taste. There is no guarantee for this.
So sit back, relax and enjoy! Happy Reading!
Deepak Jeswal
A writer in hibernation, online I can wake up any day to claim my rightful place in the written word’s cosmos. Till then, abortion I am content with this blog – which is, as the name suggests, a random expressions of what crosses my mind. I call this blog a one-stop shop for entertainment reading in its various dimensions, providing a little relief from your life’s daily rigmarole. The blog has stories, view points, opinions, travel related entries, general posts, reviews and of course, lots on Bollywood music and Lata Mangeshkar (a voice I am passionate about)!
Archives
I hope your experience at RE is fruitful. To access my previous posts, a good place to start is to visit the Comprehensive Archives Page which gives you the list of posts month-wise as well as the break up category-wise. There is a ‘search form’ available to enable you find the exact post you are looking for.
The comments on the posts are enabled, and it will give me a pleasure to know your views.
Contact
You can contact Random Expressions by using the contact form here
Announcements
You can join the announcement list (as given on the right hand side bar). Rest assured your email will remain confidential and will not be used other than sending out announcements from time to time. I hate spam more than any one could (esp. since I struggle quite a lot with it, both on this site and on my mails)
Donate
If you find the site useful and entertaining, please do make a nominal donation to help up-keep the site in its full beauty and form. You can help by clicking here.
Disclaimer
Comments are unmoderated and hence open to everyone. I take no risk or responsibility for them.
If you find some comment offensive or in bad taste then you may write to me. I will try to remove the same if I have time or feel they are really in bad taste. There is no guarantee for this.
So sit back, relax and enjoy! Happy Reading!
Deepak Jeswal
Music Review
It’s after listening to the film’s music I realised how much I missed Jatin-Lalit’s music. Sadly, look
this will be their swan song as a team, with both partners splitting up officially – quite a first in music industry; even though Shankar and Jaikishan were composing and interacting with producers separately some five-six years prior to Jaikishan’s untimely death, still they held to “S-J brand” very closely, so much so that Shankar did not allow the hyphen to go even when he was left alone by destiny’s chilling hand!
In mid-nineties JL were there right at the top – with two back-to-back musical bumper hits (DDLJ and Kuch Kuch Hota Hai) and several other hits (Pyar To Hona Hi Tha, Jab Pyar Kisise Hota Hai etc), they were sitting primly at the peak – till differences arose. Their last notable release was Hum Tum, from the same team as Fanaa.
Fanaa is a good farewell gift from the duo.
The most interesting point is to see Sunidhi Chauhan shedding off her ‘item girl’ image, an avatar she
momentarily slipped out of in Sur, but didn’t do much to later follow it up. In Fanaa, she gets to croon two soft numbers, of which ‘Tere haath mein mera haath ho’ is heart-meltingly effusive. To Sunidhi’s credit, she jumps at the opportunity with élan. The song embellished with some Kashmiri music has snippets of verses spoken by lead pair Aamir and Kajol, and Sonu Nigam gives pleasant company.
Her other duet (again with Sonu) Yeh saazish hai boondon ki (Dekho Na) is charming, sculpted with care and romance just like Hum Tum’s much appreciated title song.
It was ‘Chanda chamke’ that made me miss JL the most! The song is so typically JL that I really wish they would bury their differences and come together again. This song is based on alliterative tongue-twisters we all loved during our childhood. Singers are Babul Supriyo, Mahalaxmi and Master Akhay, with Aamir and Kajol again doing honors with a few words in between. Excellent interludes make it a lovable song.
Mahalaxmi’s solo ‘Des Rangila’, a patriotic song, is probably the only weakest link, yet in the reflective luminesce of other songs it shines.
My most favorite and undoubtedly the album’s best track is Shaan-Kailash Kher’s Chaand sifarish karta jo hamari. It’s a unique composition – the introduction is sort of ‘Balle balle on a Sunday’ riff(Bunty Aur Bubli) meets AR Rahman’s qawaali beats from Bombay (Kahne hi kya), to which is snitched just a sliver of Junoon’s electric guitar signature rhythm, and yet the song doesn’t look like some tattered hand-me down; primarily due to the excellent whistling theme music that takes over, and a tune which takes off on a wonderfully lip-friendly plane. The rhythm is awesome; and Shaan is perfectly in sync with the romantic mood! Even if you don’t plan to buy the album, don’t ever miss this song any which way! For this song itself, I would have given the below mentioned rating, but then the score has enough merit to claim its rightful share in music lover’s mind.
You can listen to songs online here.
Overall: A Good Buy!
I haven’t really written much poetry. But in the following pages, healing you can find some Hindi stuff; would classify them more as ‘songs’ than poems!
Enjoy!
I haven’t really written much poetry. But in the following pages, healing you can find some Hindi stuff; would classify them more as ‘songs’ than poems!
Enjoy!
Bahut bechain, eczema
bahut betaab hai hum;
Bahut bekaraar, surgeon
bahut talabgaar hai hum
Aaj ki raat neend nahi aayegi
Aaj ki raat karwaton mein guzar jaayegi,
Silwaton mein subah gin lenge murjhaaye hue khwaab,
Aaj ki raat to masalne mein guzar jaayegi
Hamari tishnagi ka koie dariya nahi
Hamari mushqilon ka koie zaria nahi
Subah roshni ki barsaat hogi magar,
Aaj ki raat to kale sehre mein jaayegi
Kyun bechain kyun betaab hai hum
Kyun bekaraar kyun talabgaar hai hum
Ik hasrat hai dil mein
Ik chaah zahan ki
Paak ke jaise ho duaayen
Khaalikh par usme gunaahon si
Dil ke daayaron ko baandh diya
Armaanon ki rawaani ko rok diya
Khwashiyon ko humne dafn kiya
Bas jee rah ik zindagi si
Bejaan ruh ki dhadkan si
Is liye bechain, is liye betaab hai hum
Is liye talabgaar, is liye bekaraar hai hum
I haven’t really written much poetry. But in the following pages, healing you can find some Hindi stuff; would classify them more as ‘songs’ than poems!
Enjoy!
Bahut bechain, eczema
bahut betaab hai hum;
Bahut bekaraar, surgeon
bahut talabgaar hai hum
Aaj ki raat neend nahi aayegi
Aaj ki raat karwaton mein guzar jaayegi,
Silwaton mein subah gin lenge murjhaaye hue khwaab,
Aaj ki raat to masalne mein guzar jaayegi
Hamari tishnagi ka koie dariya nahi
Hamari mushqilon ka koie zaria nahi
Subah roshni ki barsaat hogi magar,
Aaj ki raat to kale sehre mein jaayegi
Kyun bechain kyun betaab hai hum
Kyun bekaraar kyun talabgaar hai hum
Ik hasrat hai dil mein
Ik chaah zahan ki
Paak ke jaise ho duaayen
Khaalikh par usme gunaahon si
Dil ke daayaron ko baandh diya
Armaanon ki rawaani ko rok diya
Khwashiyon ko humne dafn kiya
Bas jee rah ik zindagi si
Bejaan ruh ki dhadkan si
Is liye bechain, is liye betaab hai hum
Is liye talabgaar, is liye bekaraar hai hum
Haan karliya, order
jee karliya humne jurm-e-ulfat
Aankh roti rahi, haa roti rahi, par hans gayi kismat
Kal talak mai bhi mehfilon mein gaata tha
Phoolon se gulshan mera bhi saja karta tha
Aaj veeran ho gayi meri chaahat
Aankh roti rahi , haai roti rahi par hans gayi kismat
Aaj koi sapna aankhon mein sajta nahi
Koie bhi rang dil ko bhaata nahi
Na jaan paya taqdeer ki taaqat
Aaankh roti rahi, haa roti rahi par hans gayi kismat
Kal ho na ho iska nahi aitbaar
Kal ka ab mujhe nahi intezaar
Kahi se mil jaaye mujhko bhi raahat
Aaankh roti rahi , haa roti rahi par hans gayi kismat
I haven’t really written much poetry. But in the following pages, healing you can find some Hindi stuff; would classify them more as ‘songs’ than poems!
Enjoy!
Bahut bechain, eczema
bahut betaab hai hum;
Bahut bekaraar, surgeon
bahut talabgaar hai hum
Aaj ki raat neend nahi aayegi
Aaj ki raat karwaton mein guzar jaayegi,
Silwaton mein subah gin lenge murjhaaye hue khwaab,
Aaj ki raat to masalne mein guzar jaayegi
Hamari tishnagi ka koie dariya nahi
Hamari mushqilon ka koie zaria nahi
Subah roshni ki barsaat hogi magar,
Aaj ki raat to kale sehre mein jaayegi
Kyun bechain kyun betaab hai hum
Kyun bekaraar kyun talabgaar hai hum
Ik hasrat hai dil mein
Ik chaah zahan ki
Paak ke jaise ho duaayen
Khaalikh par usme gunaahon si
Dil ke daayaron ko baandh diya
Armaanon ki rawaani ko rok diya
Khwashiyon ko humne dafn kiya
Bas jee rah ik zindagi si
Bejaan ruh ki dhadkan si
Is liye bechain, is liye betaab hai hum
Is liye talabgaar, is liye bekaraar hai hum
Haan karliya, order
jee karliya humne jurm-e-ulfat
Aankh roti rahi, haa roti rahi, par hans gayi kismat
Kal talak mai bhi mehfilon mein gaata tha
Phoolon se gulshan mera bhi saja karta tha
Aaj veeran ho gayi meri chaahat
Aankh roti rahi , haai roti rahi par hans gayi kismat
Aaj koi sapna aankhon mein sajta nahi
Koie bhi rang dil ko bhaata nahi
Na jaan paya taqdeer ki taaqat
Aaankh roti rahi, haa roti rahi par hans gayi kismat
Kal ho na ho iska nahi aitbaar
Kal ka ab mujhe nahi intezaar
Kahi se mil jaaye mujhko bhi raahat
Aaankh roti rahi , haa roti rahi par hans gayi kismat
Do kadam chalo to zara
Thaam ke haath mera
Bas yehi ab hai dua
Raho sang mere sada
Apni tanhaiyaiyon se
Apni hi parchchayon se, medical
Darta mai kitna raha
Chup main bahut raha
Mere geeton mein de diye, decease
Naye bol bas tumne,
Phir se mai jee utha
Phir se mai gaane laga
Bas yehi hai ab dua
Raho sang mere sada
Kitni masoom hai
Kitni gumsum hai
Teri ankhon mein
Itne kyun gam hai
Baant lun kuch mai bhi
Halka ho man tera bhi
Yeh dosti yaar nibhana
Ruswa ise na karna
Bas yehi hai ab dua
Raho sang mere sada
I haven’t really written much poetry. But in the following pages, healing you can find some Hindi stuff; would classify them more as ‘songs’ than poems!
Enjoy!
Bahut bechain, eczema
bahut betaab hai hum;
Bahut bekaraar, surgeon
bahut talabgaar hai hum
Aaj ki raat neend nahi aayegi
Aaj ki raat karwaton mein guzar jaayegi,
Silwaton mein subah gin lenge murjhaaye hue khwaab,
Aaj ki raat to masalne mein guzar jaayegi
Hamari tishnagi ka koie dariya nahi
Hamari mushqilon ka koie zaria nahi
Subah roshni ki barsaat hogi magar,
Aaj ki raat to kale sehre mein jaayegi
Kyun bechain kyun betaab hai hum
Kyun bekaraar kyun talabgaar hai hum
Ik hasrat hai dil mein
Ik chaah zahan ki
Paak ke jaise ho duaayen
Khaalikh par usme gunaahon si
Dil ke daayaron ko baandh diya
Armaanon ki rawaani ko rok diya
Khwashiyon ko humne dafn kiya
Bas jee rah ik zindagi si
Bejaan ruh ki dhadkan si
Is liye bechain, is liye betaab hai hum
Is liye talabgaar, is liye bekaraar hai hum
Haan karliya, order
jee karliya humne jurm-e-ulfat
Aankh roti rahi, haa roti rahi, par hans gayi kismat
Kal talak mai bhi mehfilon mein gaata tha
Phoolon se gulshan mera bhi saja karta tha
Aaj veeran ho gayi meri chaahat
Aankh roti rahi , haai roti rahi par hans gayi kismat
Aaj koi sapna aankhon mein sajta nahi
Koie bhi rang dil ko bhaata nahi
Na jaan paya taqdeer ki taaqat
Aaankh roti rahi, haa roti rahi par hans gayi kismat
Kal ho na ho iska nahi aitbaar
Kal ka ab mujhe nahi intezaar
Kahi se mil jaaye mujhko bhi raahat
Aaankh roti rahi , haa roti rahi par hans gayi kismat
Do kadam chalo to zara
Thaam ke haath mera
Bas yehi ab hai dua
Raho sang mere sada
Apni tanhaiyaiyon se
Apni hi parchchayon se, medical
Darta mai kitna raha
Chup main bahut raha
Mere geeton mein de diye, decease
Naye bol bas tumne,
Phir se mai jee utha
Phir se mai gaane laga
Bas yehi hai ab dua
Raho sang mere sada
Kitni masoom hai
Kitni gumsum hai
Teri ankhon mein
Itne kyun gam hai
Baant lun kuch mai bhi
Halka ho man tera bhi
Yeh dosti yaar nibhana
Ruswa ise na karna
Bas yehi hai ab dua
Raho sang mere sada
It’s been nearly a year and a half in Nepal but I haven’t ever had a haircut here. Now, buy more about
don’t be unduly shocked. For those who have seen me recently would vouchsafe that I do not carry kale lambe ghane reshmi tresses on my head – in fact, advice I don’t even flaunt hair long enough to match Hritik’s Mowgli inspired Krishh style (nor do I have the body to go alongwith it, but that’s a different story).
The reason for not trying Nepalese barbers is that, usually, I make once-a-month trip to Delhi, and get the needful done there, in comfortable and familiar surroundings. But during January’s trip I barely stayed home, hence did not get time at all. True, I had few hours in Mumbai, but then, I am confident Priyangini wouldn’t really have relished the idea of having a meet at a barber’s shop!
Thus, by first week February I was looking quite unruly. Also, long hair irritates – whether on my head, or someone else’s. I firmly believe a man looks best with short cropped hair (and inversely, a girl’s beauty is enhanced by her crowning glory). So before the matter got out of hand, I decided to do something about it.
Realisation hit me that I hadn’t seen many barbers here. There was a small cubby hole shop down the lane, which had on display a faded and torn Salman Khan poster from his Saajan days, and had kept on the dull-green mica counter, an archaic glass-and-long-winding-steel-water- spray- an item that even my Delhi’s neighborhood ‘naai’ had upgraded to a more fancy plastic ones; it’s original use is to water plants, I reckon!
No way was I going there, I resolved with a slight shudder.
On his last visit, my boss had pointed out to a corner shop in front of Radisson, asking about haircut rates here; at that time I had no clue. The shop belongs to the hotel, though it is not in the main premises. So, off I went there – twice! Both times it was closed. But today, thankfully the awful shutter was up and in I walked, praying that let it not be exorbitantly expensive. The counter man smiled and refused to take me in saying the shop was closed. At six pm!
My next destination was Hotel Annapurna – they have a shopping arcade adjacent to the main building. I recalled seeing some ‘barber’ signage there. Sure, it was there, and it was open – though the personnel gave same answer – ‘closing time’. I plonked myself on the sofa, gave a sweet smile and requested him to adjust me in today. Thankfully, he agreed.
And there began my perils!
I have nothing against garrulous barbers, but it’s just that I am not given to small talk. But this was something I hadn’t imagined.
He started off pointing at my graying hair. Probably, he would next ask me to dye my hair- a temptation which my Delhi barber still secretly hopes I would succumb to someday. Everytime I visit him, he picks a few hair strands, and drops them in disdain as if they are a filthy rag, and shake his head sorrowfully, “Tch tch tch, Bahut safed ho gaye hainâ€; his tone makes you feel as if it is Earth’s biggest calamity; and then, brightening up, he will go on to inform that current hair colors are even good for the hair. My response, as ever, is a soft smile but a firm no! ‘At least henna?’ he ventures hopefully. ‘We have lots of good herbal hennas.’ Hennas are always herbal, I wish to retort sometimes. But most likely, I slip into the comfortable chair and close off my eyes. That ends the discussion, and the rest goes off peacefully.
Anyways I am digressing. So, this one talked about bad diet, stomach ailment and all. Perplexed, I waited patiently for the catch to be sprung on me, while his hand moved dexterously on my mane. And then it came! The moot point: – there is a lovely organic fruit supplement that can cure anything. He was member of the company’s direct marketing team.
I maintained a stoic smile, but inwardly let out a loud groan. I am very wary of direct marketers – friends, who after the obligatory hellos, start off with virtues of ‘this awesome never-sold, never-found product’ (then why did you find it, my mind would scream); or eager acquaintances who thrust Tupperware catellogues under your nose as you struggle to sip your Coke with a straight face – these are people who I strike off my phone book the first.
I recall I had this friendly client – and during the negotiations his wife nearly kept my purchase of Tupperware as a ransom for the deal to go through. Thankfully, her husband was sensible, and moreover her greed for the new car prevailed over her salesmanship-spirit!
At another time, a friend’s friend had conspiratorially called me for a ‘striking business deal’. I agreed to check it out and ended up at Japan Life’s orientation meet at Kalkaji, Delhi. Japan Life sold (or probably, still sells) a unique magnetic mattress that guaranteed obliteration of any and every disease – and it was for ‘just Rs 70,000’! The deal was you buy that mattress, make three more members and the money shall start rolling in. Cool! After an impressive presentation, there were casual meets between various ‘uplines’ and ‘downlines’ – it all seemed so easy. Just a few more like you and you have cheques coming your way every month. You are your own boss, no office, no fixed routines -they lured.
Two girls, in low-waist jeans, talked excitedly – one piped about the next car she had booked – a grey Santro, the other vetoed it with a long squeaky drawl ‘Chhee, buy a yellow one!’ I nearly fainted but this one went on to mention an upcoming holiday in Mauritius.
With naivety, I heard their conversation; my salivating mind lapped up each word greedily. Yes, this was my calling – this was what I was always meant for. Easy money – luxurious holidays, swanky cars, trendy night-clubs and without any serious work, or best of all: – no slimy idiotic boss to report to! For sure, I was sold on to the idea. The only obstacle – I didn’t have the initial Rs 70,000! And my dad categorically refused to cough up his own for, what he felt, ‘an outrageously stupid idea’!
That was the end of that story.
Reluctantly my mind dissolved to the present. The burden on my head was lesser, but the one on my ear was still the same. It’s not a drug, it’s organic, it doesn’t have side effects, takes care of your liver and kidneys as well etc etc. One bottle was for NPR 1900, but of course there is a ten-percent discount if you buy immediately. There always is!
I looked at my reflection – my smile was still frozen from the time he had started off! I tried to sound interested, letting out a few ‘hmms’ at regular intervals. I always find such situations very sticky where some one is trying to sell an idea/deal/product enthusiastically, and I have the least interest for it!
However, in all this, hiis work was good and I was satisfied with the end-result.
As soon as he was finished, I sprang from the leather chair and paid the money. Till then he had only talked about the goodness of this American-Japanese joint product, reaching Nepal via Malaysia! But as he took the money he finally fired his final salvo, ‘So should I pack one for you?’
I mumbled something about being here only so will pick it up some other day and hurried out of the shop. No more here; I vowed to myself that next time it will be in Delhi only – even if it means getting the hair hennaed! At least it’s better and cheaper than being sold off some horrendously expensive tonic!
A writer in hibernation, online I can wake up any day to claim my rightful place in the written word’s cosmos. Till then, abortion I am content with this blog – which is, as the name suggests, a random expressions of what crosses my mind. I call this blog a one-stop shop for entertainment reading in its various dimensions, providing a little relief from your life’s daily rigmarole. The blog has stories, view points, opinions, travel related entries, general posts, reviews and of course, lots on Bollywood music and Lata Mangeshkar (a voice I am passionate about)!
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A writer in hibernation, online I can wake up any day to claim my rightful place in the written word’s cosmos. Till then, abortion I am content with this blog – which is, as the name suggests, a random expressions of what crosses my mind. I call this blog a one-stop shop for entertainment reading in its various dimensions, providing a little relief from your life’s daily rigmarole. The blog has stories, view points, opinions, travel related entries, general posts, reviews and of course, lots on Bollywood music and Lata Mangeshkar (a voice I am passionate about)!
Archives
I hope your experience at RE is fruitful. To access my previous posts, a good place to start is to visit the Comprehensive Archives Page which gives you the list of posts month-wise as well as the break up category-wise. There is a ‘search form’ available to enable you find the exact post you are looking for.
The comments on the posts are enabled, and it will give me a pleasure to know your views.
Contact
You can contact Random Expressions by using the contact form here
Announcements
You can join the announcement list (as given on the right hand side bar). Rest assured your email will remain confidential and will not be used other than sending out announcements from time to time. I hate spam more than any one could (esp. since I struggle quite a lot with it, both on this site and on my mails)
Donate
If you find the site useful and entertaining, please do make a nominal donation to help up-keep the site in its full beauty and form. You can help by clicking here.
Disclaimer
Comments are unmoderated and hence open to everyone. I take no risk or responsibility for them.
If you find some comment offensive or in bad taste then you may write to me. I will try to remove the same if I have time or feel they are really in bad taste. There is no guarantee for this.
So sit back, relax and enjoy! Happy Reading!
Deepak Jeswal
Music Review
It’s after listening to the film’s music I realised how much I missed Jatin-Lalit’s music. Sadly, look
this will be their swan song as a team, with both partners splitting up officially – quite a first in music industry; even though Shankar and Jaikishan were composing and interacting with producers separately some five-six years prior to Jaikishan’s untimely death, still they held to “S-J brand” very closely, so much so that Shankar did not allow the hyphen to go even when he was left alone by destiny’s chilling hand!
In mid-nineties JL were there right at the top – with two back-to-back musical bumper hits (DDLJ and Kuch Kuch Hota Hai) and several other hits (Pyar To Hona Hi Tha, Jab Pyar Kisise Hota Hai etc), they were sitting primly at the peak – till differences arose. Their last notable release was Hum Tum, from the same team as Fanaa.
Fanaa is a good farewell gift from the duo.
The most interesting point is to see Sunidhi Chauhan shedding off her ‘item girl’ image, an avatar she
momentarily slipped out of in Sur, but didn’t do much to later follow it up. In Fanaa, she gets to croon two soft numbers, of which ‘Tere haath mein mera haath ho’ is heart-meltingly effusive. To Sunidhi’s credit, she jumps at the opportunity with élan. The song embellished with some Kashmiri music has snippets of verses spoken by lead pair Aamir and Kajol, and Sonu Nigam gives pleasant company.
Her other duet (again with Sonu) Yeh saazish hai boondon ki (Dekho Na) is charming, sculpted with care and romance just like Hum Tum’s much appreciated title song.
It was ‘Chanda chamke’ that made me miss JL the most! The song is so typically JL that I really wish they would bury their differences and come together again. This song is based on alliterative tongue-twisters we all loved during our childhood. Singers are Babul Supriyo, Mahalaxmi and Master Akhay, with Aamir and Kajol again doing honors with a few words in between. Excellent interludes make it a lovable song.
Mahalaxmi’s solo ‘Des Rangila’, a patriotic song, is probably the only weakest link, yet in the reflective luminesce of other songs it shines.
My most favorite and undoubtedly the album’s best track is Shaan-Kailash Kher’s Chaand sifarish karta jo hamari. It’s a unique composition – the introduction is sort of ‘Balle balle on a Sunday’ riff(Bunty Aur Bubli) meets AR Rahman’s qawaali beats from Bombay (Kahne hi kya), to which is snitched just a sliver of Junoon’s electric guitar signature rhythm, and yet the song doesn’t look like some tattered hand-me down; primarily due to the excellent whistling theme music that takes over, and a tune which takes off on a wonderfully lip-friendly plane. The rhythm is awesome; and Shaan is perfectly in sync with the romantic mood! Even if you don’t plan to buy the album, don’t ever miss this song any which way! For this song itself, I would have given the below mentioned rating, but then the score has enough merit to claim its rightful share in music lover’s mind.
You can listen to songs online here.
Overall: A Good Buy!
I haven’t really written much poetry. But in the following pages, healing you can find some Hindi stuff; would classify them more as ‘songs’ than poems!
Enjoy!
I haven’t really written much poetry. But in the following pages, healing you can find some Hindi stuff; would classify them more as ‘songs’ than poems!
Enjoy!
Bahut bechain, eczema
bahut betaab hai hum;
Bahut bekaraar, surgeon
bahut talabgaar hai hum
Aaj ki raat neend nahi aayegi
Aaj ki raat karwaton mein guzar jaayegi,
Silwaton mein subah gin lenge murjhaaye hue khwaab,
Aaj ki raat to masalne mein guzar jaayegi
Hamari tishnagi ka koie dariya nahi
Hamari mushqilon ka koie zaria nahi
Subah roshni ki barsaat hogi magar,
Aaj ki raat to kale sehre mein jaayegi
Kyun bechain kyun betaab hai hum
Kyun bekaraar kyun talabgaar hai hum
Ik hasrat hai dil mein
Ik chaah zahan ki
Paak ke jaise ho duaayen
Khaalikh par usme gunaahon si
Dil ke daayaron ko baandh diya
Armaanon ki rawaani ko rok diya
Khwashiyon ko humne dafn kiya
Bas jee rah ik zindagi si
Bejaan ruh ki dhadkan si
Is liye bechain, is liye betaab hai hum
Is liye talabgaar, is liye bekaraar hai hum
I haven’t really written much poetry. But in the following pages, healing you can find some Hindi stuff; would classify them more as ‘songs’ than poems!
Enjoy!
Bahut bechain, eczema
bahut betaab hai hum;
Bahut bekaraar, surgeon
bahut talabgaar hai hum
Aaj ki raat neend nahi aayegi
Aaj ki raat karwaton mein guzar jaayegi,
Silwaton mein subah gin lenge murjhaaye hue khwaab,
Aaj ki raat to masalne mein guzar jaayegi
Hamari tishnagi ka koie dariya nahi
Hamari mushqilon ka koie zaria nahi
Subah roshni ki barsaat hogi magar,
Aaj ki raat to kale sehre mein jaayegi
Kyun bechain kyun betaab hai hum
Kyun bekaraar kyun talabgaar hai hum
Ik hasrat hai dil mein
Ik chaah zahan ki
Paak ke jaise ho duaayen
Khaalikh par usme gunaahon si
Dil ke daayaron ko baandh diya
Armaanon ki rawaani ko rok diya
Khwashiyon ko humne dafn kiya
Bas jee rah ik zindagi si
Bejaan ruh ki dhadkan si
Is liye bechain, is liye betaab hai hum
Is liye talabgaar, is liye bekaraar hai hum
Haan karliya, order
jee karliya humne jurm-e-ulfat
Aankh roti rahi, haa roti rahi, par hans gayi kismat
Kal talak mai bhi mehfilon mein gaata tha
Phoolon se gulshan mera bhi saja karta tha
Aaj veeran ho gayi meri chaahat
Aankh roti rahi , haai roti rahi par hans gayi kismat
Aaj koi sapna aankhon mein sajta nahi
Koie bhi rang dil ko bhaata nahi
Na jaan paya taqdeer ki taaqat
Aaankh roti rahi, haa roti rahi par hans gayi kismat
Kal ho na ho iska nahi aitbaar
Kal ka ab mujhe nahi intezaar
Kahi se mil jaaye mujhko bhi raahat
Aaankh roti rahi , haa roti rahi par hans gayi kismat
I haven’t really written much poetry. But in the following pages, healing you can find some Hindi stuff; would classify them more as ‘songs’ than poems!
Enjoy!
Bahut bechain, eczema
bahut betaab hai hum;
Bahut bekaraar, surgeon
bahut talabgaar hai hum
Aaj ki raat neend nahi aayegi
Aaj ki raat karwaton mein guzar jaayegi,
Silwaton mein subah gin lenge murjhaaye hue khwaab,
Aaj ki raat to masalne mein guzar jaayegi
Hamari tishnagi ka koie dariya nahi
Hamari mushqilon ka koie zaria nahi
Subah roshni ki barsaat hogi magar,
Aaj ki raat to kale sehre mein jaayegi
Kyun bechain kyun betaab hai hum
Kyun bekaraar kyun talabgaar hai hum
Ik hasrat hai dil mein
Ik chaah zahan ki
Paak ke jaise ho duaayen
Khaalikh par usme gunaahon si
Dil ke daayaron ko baandh diya
Armaanon ki rawaani ko rok diya
Khwashiyon ko humne dafn kiya
Bas jee rah ik zindagi si
Bejaan ruh ki dhadkan si
Is liye bechain, is liye betaab hai hum
Is liye talabgaar, is liye bekaraar hai hum
Haan karliya, order
jee karliya humne jurm-e-ulfat
Aankh roti rahi, haa roti rahi, par hans gayi kismat
Kal talak mai bhi mehfilon mein gaata tha
Phoolon se gulshan mera bhi saja karta tha
Aaj veeran ho gayi meri chaahat
Aankh roti rahi , haai roti rahi par hans gayi kismat
Aaj koi sapna aankhon mein sajta nahi
Koie bhi rang dil ko bhaata nahi
Na jaan paya taqdeer ki taaqat
Aaankh roti rahi, haa roti rahi par hans gayi kismat
Kal ho na ho iska nahi aitbaar
Kal ka ab mujhe nahi intezaar
Kahi se mil jaaye mujhko bhi raahat
Aaankh roti rahi , haa roti rahi par hans gayi kismat
Do kadam chalo to zara
Thaam ke haath mera
Bas yehi ab hai dua
Raho sang mere sada
Apni tanhaiyaiyon se
Apni hi parchchayon se, medical
Darta mai kitna raha
Chup main bahut raha
Mere geeton mein de diye, decease
Naye bol bas tumne,
Phir se mai jee utha
Phir se mai gaane laga
Bas yehi hai ab dua
Raho sang mere sada
Kitni masoom hai
Kitni gumsum hai
Teri ankhon mein
Itne kyun gam hai
Baant lun kuch mai bhi
Halka ho man tera bhi
Yeh dosti yaar nibhana
Ruswa ise na karna
Bas yehi hai ab dua
Raho sang mere sada
I haven’t really written much poetry. But in the following pages, healing you can find some Hindi stuff; would classify them more as ‘songs’ than poems!
Enjoy!
Bahut bechain, eczema
bahut betaab hai hum;
Bahut bekaraar, surgeon
bahut talabgaar hai hum
Aaj ki raat neend nahi aayegi
Aaj ki raat karwaton mein guzar jaayegi,
Silwaton mein subah gin lenge murjhaaye hue khwaab,
Aaj ki raat to masalne mein guzar jaayegi
Hamari tishnagi ka koie dariya nahi
Hamari mushqilon ka koie zaria nahi
Subah roshni ki barsaat hogi magar,
Aaj ki raat to kale sehre mein jaayegi
Kyun bechain kyun betaab hai hum
Kyun bekaraar kyun talabgaar hai hum
Ik hasrat hai dil mein
Ik chaah zahan ki
Paak ke jaise ho duaayen
Khaalikh par usme gunaahon si
Dil ke daayaron ko baandh diya
Armaanon ki rawaani ko rok diya
Khwashiyon ko humne dafn kiya
Bas jee rah ik zindagi si
Bejaan ruh ki dhadkan si
Is liye bechain, is liye betaab hai hum
Is liye talabgaar, is liye bekaraar hai hum
Haan karliya, order
jee karliya humne jurm-e-ulfat
Aankh roti rahi, haa roti rahi, par hans gayi kismat
Kal talak mai bhi mehfilon mein gaata tha
Phoolon se gulshan mera bhi saja karta tha
Aaj veeran ho gayi meri chaahat
Aankh roti rahi , haai roti rahi par hans gayi kismat
Aaj koi sapna aankhon mein sajta nahi
Koie bhi rang dil ko bhaata nahi
Na jaan paya taqdeer ki taaqat
Aaankh roti rahi, haa roti rahi par hans gayi kismat
Kal ho na ho iska nahi aitbaar
Kal ka ab mujhe nahi intezaar
Kahi se mil jaaye mujhko bhi raahat
Aaankh roti rahi , haa roti rahi par hans gayi kismat
Do kadam chalo to zara
Thaam ke haath mera
Bas yehi ab hai dua
Raho sang mere sada
Apni tanhaiyaiyon se
Apni hi parchchayon se, medical
Darta mai kitna raha
Chup main bahut raha
Mere geeton mein de diye, decease
Naye bol bas tumne,
Phir se mai jee utha
Phir se mai gaane laga
Bas yehi hai ab dua
Raho sang mere sada
Kitni masoom hai
Kitni gumsum hai
Teri ankhon mein
Itne kyun gam hai
Baant lun kuch mai bhi
Halka ho man tera bhi
Yeh dosti yaar nibhana
Ruswa ise na karna
Bas yehi hai ab dua
Raho sang mere sada
It’s been nearly a year and a half in Nepal but I haven’t ever had a haircut here. Now, buy more about
don’t be unduly shocked. For those who have seen me recently would vouchsafe that I do not carry kale lambe ghane reshmi tresses on my head – in fact, advice I don’t even flaunt hair long enough to match Hritik’s Mowgli inspired Krishh style (nor do I have the body to go alongwith it, but that’s a different story).
The reason for not trying Nepalese barbers is that, usually, I make once-a-month trip to Delhi, and get the needful done there, in comfortable and familiar surroundings. But during January’s trip I barely stayed home, hence did not get time at all. True, I had few hours in Mumbai, but then, I am confident Priyangini wouldn’t really have relished the idea of having a meet at a barber’s shop!
Thus, by first week February I was looking quite unruly. Also, long hair irritates – whether on my head, or someone else’s. I firmly believe a man looks best with short cropped hair (and inversely, a girl’s beauty is enhanced by her crowning glory). So before the matter got out of hand, I decided to do something about it.
Realisation hit me that I hadn’t seen many barbers here. There was a small cubby hole shop down the lane, which had on display a faded and torn Salman Khan poster from his Saajan days, and had kept on the dull-green mica counter, an archaic glass-and-long-winding-steel-water- spray- an item that even my Delhi’s neighborhood ‘naai’ had upgraded to a more fancy plastic ones; it’s original use is to water plants, I reckon!
No way was I going there, I resolved with a slight shudder.
On his last visit, my boss had pointed out to a corner shop in front of Radisson, asking about haircut rates here; at that time I had no clue. The shop belongs to the hotel, though it is not in the main premises. So, off I went there – twice! Both times it was closed. But today, thankfully the awful shutter was up and in I walked, praying that let it not be exorbitantly expensive. The counter man smiled and refused to take me in saying the shop was closed. At six pm!
My next destination was Hotel Annapurna – they have a shopping arcade adjacent to the main building. I recalled seeing some ‘barber’ signage there. Sure, it was there, and it was open – though the personnel gave same answer – ‘closing time’. I plonked myself on the sofa, gave a sweet smile and requested him to adjust me in today. Thankfully, he agreed.
And there began my perils!
I have nothing against garrulous barbers, but it’s just that I am not given to small talk. But this was something I hadn’t imagined.
He started off pointing at my graying hair. Probably, he would next ask me to dye my hair- a temptation which my Delhi barber still secretly hopes I would succumb to someday. Everytime I visit him, he picks a few hair strands, and drops them in disdain as if they are a filthy rag, and shake his head sorrowfully, “Tch tch tch, Bahut safed ho gaye hainâ€; his tone makes you feel as if it is Earth’s biggest calamity; and then, brightening up, he will go on to inform that current hair colors are even good for the hair. My response, as ever, is a soft smile but a firm no! ‘At least henna?’ he ventures hopefully. ‘We have lots of good herbal hennas.’ Hennas are always herbal, I wish to retort sometimes. But most likely, I slip into the comfortable chair and close off my eyes. That ends the discussion, and the rest goes off peacefully.
Anyways I am digressing. So, this one talked about bad diet, stomach ailment and all. Perplexed, I waited patiently for the catch to be sprung on me, while his hand moved dexterously on my mane. And then it came! The moot point: – there is a lovely organic fruit supplement that can cure anything. He was member of the company’s direct marketing team.
I maintained a stoic smile, but inwardly let out a loud groan. I am very wary of direct marketers – friends, who after the obligatory hellos, start off with virtues of ‘this awesome never-sold, never-found product’ (then why did you find it, my mind would scream); or eager acquaintances who thrust Tupperware catellogues under your nose as you struggle to sip your Coke with a straight face – these are people who I strike off my phone book the first.
I recall I had this friendly client – and during the negotiations his wife nearly kept my purchase of Tupperware as a ransom for the deal to go through. Thankfully, her husband was sensible, and moreover her greed for the new car prevailed over her salesmanship-spirit!
At another time, a friend’s friend had conspiratorially called me for a ‘striking business deal’. I agreed to check it out and ended up at Japan Life’s orientation meet at Kalkaji, Delhi. Japan Life sold (or probably, still sells) a unique magnetic mattress that guaranteed obliteration of any and every disease – and it was for ‘just Rs 70,000’! The deal was you buy that mattress, make three more members and the money shall start rolling in. Cool! After an impressive presentation, there were casual meets between various ‘uplines’ and ‘downlines’ – it all seemed so easy. Just a few more like you and you have cheques coming your way every month. You are your own boss, no office, no fixed routines -they lured.
Two girls, in low-waist jeans, talked excitedly – one piped about the next car she had booked – a grey Santro, the other vetoed it with a long squeaky drawl ‘Chhee, buy a yellow one!’ I nearly fainted but this one went on to mention an upcoming holiday in Mauritius.
With naivety, I heard their conversation; my salivating mind lapped up each word greedily. Yes, this was my calling – this was what I was always meant for. Easy money – luxurious holidays, swanky cars, trendy night-clubs and without any serious work, or best of all: – no slimy idiotic boss to report to! For sure, I was sold on to the idea. The only obstacle – I didn’t have the initial Rs 70,000! And my dad categorically refused to cough up his own for, what he felt, ‘an outrageously stupid idea’!
That was the end of that story.
Reluctantly my mind dissolved to the present. The burden on my head was lesser, but the one on my ear was still the same. It’s not a drug, it’s organic, it doesn’t have side effects, takes care of your liver and kidneys as well etc etc. One bottle was for NPR 1900, but of course there is a ten-percent discount if you buy immediately. There always is!
I looked at my reflection – my smile was still frozen from the time he had started off! I tried to sound interested, letting out a few ‘hmms’ at regular intervals. I always find such situations very sticky where some one is trying to sell an idea/deal/product enthusiastically, and I have the least interest for it!
However, in all this, hiis work was good and I was satisfied with the end-result.
As soon as he was finished, I sprang from the leather chair and paid the money. Till then he had only talked about the goodness of this American-Japanese joint product, reaching Nepal via Malaysia! But as he took the money he finally fired his final salvo, ‘So should I pack one for you?’
I mumbled something about being here only so will pick it up some other day and hurried out of the shop. No more here; I vowed to myself that next time it will be in Delhi only – even if it means getting the hair hennaed! At least it’s better and cheaper than being sold off some horrendously expensive tonic!
I haven’t really written much poetry. But in the following pages, healing you can find some Hindi stuff; would classify them more as ‘songs’ than poems!
Enjoy!
Bahut bechain, eczema
bahut betaab hai hum;
Bahut bekaraar, surgeon
bahut talabgaar hai hum
Aaj ki raat neend nahi aayegi
Aaj ki raat karwaton mein guzar jaayegi,
Silwaton mein subah gin lenge murjhaaye hue khwaab,
Aaj ki raat to masalne mein guzar jaayegi
Hamari tishnagi ka koie dariya nahi
Hamari mushqilon ka koie zaria nahi
Subah roshni ki barsaat hogi magar,
Aaj ki raat to kale sehre mein jaayegi
Kyun bechain kyun betaab hai hum
Kyun bekaraar kyun talabgaar hai hum
Ik hasrat hai dil mein
Ik chaah zahan ki
Paak ke jaise ho duaayen
Khaalikh par usme gunaahon si
Dil ke daayaron ko baandh diya
Armaanon ki rawaani ko rok diya
Khwashiyon ko humne dafn kiya
Bas jee rah ik zindagi si
Bejaan ruh ki dhadkan si
Is liye bechain, is liye betaab hai hum
Is liye talabgaar, is liye bekaraar hai hum
Haan karliya, order
jee karliya humne jurm-e-ulfat
Aankh roti rahi, haa roti rahi, par hans gayi kismat
Kal talak mai bhi mehfilon mein gaata tha
Phoolon se gulshan mera bhi saja karta tha
Aaj veeran ho gayi meri chaahat
Aankh roti rahi , haai roti rahi par hans gayi kismat
Aaj koi sapna aankhon mein sajta nahi
Koie bhi rang dil ko bhaata nahi
Na jaan paya taqdeer ki taaqat
Aaankh roti rahi, haa roti rahi par hans gayi kismat
Kal ho na ho iska nahi aitbaar
Kal ka ab mujhe nahi intezaar
Kahi se mil jaaye mujhko bhi raahat
Aaankh roti rahi , haa roti rahi par hans gayi kismat
Do kadam chalo to zara
Thaam ke haath mera
Bas yehi ab hai dua
Raho sang mere sada
Apni tanhaiyaiyon se
Apni hi parchchayon se, medical
Darta mai kitna raha
Chup main bahut raha
Mere geeton mein de diye, decease
Naye bol bas tumne,
Phir se mai jee utha
Phir se mai gaane laga
Bas yehi hai ab dua
Raho sang mere sada
Kitni masoom hai
Kitni gumsum hai
Teri ankhon mein
Itne kyun gam hai
Baant lun kuch mai bhi
Halka ho man tera bhi
Yeh dosti yaar nibhana
Ruswa ise na karna
Bas yehi hai ab dua
Raho sang mere sada
It’s been nearly a year and a half in Nepal but I haven’t ever had a haircut here. Now, buy more about
don’t be unduly shocked. For those who have seen me recently would vouchsafe that I do not carry kale lambe ghane reshmi tresses on my head – in fact, advice I don’t even flaunt hair long enough to match Hritik’s Mowgli inspired Krishh style (nor do I have the body to go alongwith it, but that’s a different story).
The reason for not trying Nepalese barbers is that, usually, I make once-a-month trip to Delhi, and get the needful done there, in comfortable and familiar surroundings. But during January’s trip I barely stayed home, hence did not get time at all. True, I had few hours in Mumbai, but then, I am confident Priyangini wouldn’t really have relished the idea of having a meet at a barber’s shop!
Thus, by first week February I was looking quite unruly. Also, long hair irritates – whether on my head, or someone else’s. I firmly believe a man looks best with short cropped hair (and inversely, a girl’s beauty is enhanced by her crowning glory). So before the matter got out of hand, I decided to do something about it.
Realisation hit me that I hadn’t seen many barbers here. There was a small cubby hole shop down the lane, which had on display a faded and torn Salman Khan poster from his Saajan days, and had kept on the dull-green mica counter, an archaic glass-and-long-winding-steel-water- spray- an item that even my Delhi’s neighborhood ‘naai’ had upgraded to a more fancy plastic ones; it’s original use is to water plants, I reckon!
No way was I going there, I resolved with a slight shudder.
On his last visit, my boss had pointed out to a corner shop in front of Radisson, asking about haircut rates here; at that time I had no clue. The shop belongs to the hotel, though it is not in the main premises. So, off I went there – twice! Both times it was closed. But today, thankfully the awful shutter was up and in I walked, praying that let it not be exorbitantly expensive. The counter man smiled and refused to take me in saying the shop was closed. At six pm!
My next destination was Hotel Annapurna – they have a shopping arcade adjacent to the main building. I recalled seeing some ‘barber’ signage there. Sure, it was there, and it was open – though the personnel gave same answer – ‘closing time’. I plonked myself on the sofa, gave a sweet smile and requested him to adjust me in today. Thankfully, he agreed.
And there began my perils!
I have nothing against garrulous barbers, but it’s just that I am not given to small talk. But this was something I hadn’t imagined.
He started off pointing at my graying hair. Probably, he would next ask me to dye my hair- a temptation which my Delhi barber still secretly hopes I would succumb to someday. Everytime I visit him, he picks a few hair strands, and drops them in disdain as if they are a filthy rag, and shake his head sorrowfully, “Tch tch tch, Bahut safed ho gaye hainâ€; his tone makes you feel as if it is Earth’s biggest calamity; and then, brightening up, he will go on to inform that current hair colors are even good for the hair. My response, as ever, is a soft smile but a firm no! ‘At least henna?’ he ventures hopefully. ‘We have lots of good herbal hennas.’ Hennas are always herbal, I wish to retort sometimes. But most likely, I slip into the comfortable chair and close off my eyes. That ends the discussion, and the rest goes off peacefully.
Anyways I am digressing. So, this one talked about bad diet, stomach ailment and all. Perplexed, I waited patiently for the catch to be sprung on me, while his hand moved dexterously on my mane. And then it came! The moot point: – there is a lovely organic fruit supplement that can cure anything. He was member of the company’s direct marketing team.
I maintained a stoic smile, but inwardly let out a loud groan. I am very wary of direct marketers – friends, who after the obligatory hellos, start off with virtues of ‘this awesome never-sold, never-found product’ (then why did you find it, my mind would scream); or eager acquaintances who thrust Tupperware catellogues under your nose as you struggle to sip your Coke with a straight face – these are people who I strike off my phone book the first.
I recall I had this friendly client – and during the negotiations his wife nearly kept my purchase of Tupperware as a ransom for the deal to go through. Thankfully, her husband was sensible, and moreover her greed for the new car prevailed over her salesmanship-spirit!
At another time, a friend’s friend had conspiratorially called me for a ‘striking business deal’. I agreed to check it out and ended up at Japan Life’s orientation meet at Kalkaji, Delhi. Japan Life sold (or probably, still sells) a unique magnetic mattress that guaranteed obliteration of any and every disease – and it was for ‘just Rs 70,000’! The deal was you buy that mattress, make three more members and the money shall start rolling in. Cool! After an impressive presentation, there were casual meets between various ‘uplines’ and ‘downlines’ – it all seemed so easy. Just a few more like you and you have cheques coming your way every month. You are your own boss, no office, no fixed routines -they lured.
Two girls, in low-waist jeans, talked excitedly – one piped about the next car she had booked – a grey Santro, the other vetoed it with a long squeaky drawl ‘Chhee, buy a yellow one!’ I nearly fainted but this one went on to mention an upcoming holiday in Mauritius.
With naivety, I heard their conversation; my salivating mind lapped up each word greedily. Yes, this was my calling – this was what I was always meant for. Easy money – luxurious holidays, swanky cars, trendy night-clubs and without any serious work, or best of all: – no slimy idiotic boss to report to! For sure, I was sold on to the idea. The only obstacle – I didn’t have the initial Rs 70,000! And my dad categorically refused to cough up his own for, what he felt, ‘an outrageously stupid idea’!
That was the end of that story.
Reluctantly my mind dissolved to the present. The burden on my head was lesser, but the one on my ear was still the same. It’s not a drug, it’s organic, it doesn’t have side effects, takes care of your liver and kidneys as well etc etc. One bottle was for NPR 1900, but of course there is a ten-percent discount if you buy immediately. There always is!
I looked at my reflection – my smile was still frozen from the time he had started off! I tried to sound interested, letting out a few ‘hmms’ at regular intervals. I always find such situations very sticky where some one is trying to sell an idea/deal/product enthusiastically, and I have the least interest for it!
However, in all this, hiis work was good and I was satisfied with the end-result.
As soon as he was finished, I sprang from the leather chair and paid the money. Till then he had only talked about the goodness of this American-Japanese joint product, reaching Nepal via Malaysia! But as he took the money he finally fired his final salvo, ‘So should I pack one for you?’
I mumbled something about being here only so will pick it up some other day and hurried out of the shop. No more here; I vowed to myself that next time it will be in Delhi only – even if it means getting the hair hennaed! At least it’s better and cheaper than being sold off some horrendously expensive tonic!
Kisse Karen shikayet
Kisse Karen shikwa
Duniya mein kaun hai apna
Hai raaste to kitne
Par manzil ek nahin
Jahan dam toote wo manzil hai kahan
Kisse kare shikayat……
Kaanto ki dukano par
Bikte nahi phool, story
Par chukane hai karz phoolon ke yahan
Kisse kare shikayat…..
Keeping Random Expressions away from Lata Mangeshkar is a sin that this blog and its owner object to strongly. Hence, order decease this post is on yet another mesmerizing melody that touches the Queen’s lips and becomes divine. Unfortunately, page physiotherapist the number was not used in the film, dysentery and hence it is quite forgotten.
Peeke chale, yeh chale yeh chale
Hum hai sharaabi, Hum hai sharabi
Nigahen yaar ke
Peeke chale…Mast hai hardum,
Jo hua kuch bhi nasha kam toh
WahiN thodi see peeli, thodi see peeli,
Khol do baahen, ke mile khulke nigaahen,
Ke hai yeh raat rangeeli,
Mere dilbar mere saaqi mere pyaare
Haaye, peeke chale…Mujhko mubaraq,
Mere hothon ko mubaraq,
Yeh lehakna,
Yeh chahakna,
Kisko mila hai ke mohabbat ka sila hai,
Yeh mehakna,
Yeh bahakna,
Yeh nigahen, yeh adaayen, yeh ishaare,
Haaye, peeke chale…Mauj mein hum hai,
Ke hawayon pe qadam hai, ke sitaron pe nazar hai
Yun hi guzar ho,
Na kabhi khatam safar ho,
Ke yeh rangeen safar hai,
Koi manzil, koi sahil na pukare
Haaye, peeke chale…
My favorite expression in this song is the way Lata Mangeshkar sings the word ‘nigahen’ with a shortened ‘ga’, almost the intoxicated way Meena Kumari would speak out. Also, she doesn’t sing the word ‘yaar’ with full emphasis – just a small opening of the lips, and a trifle stretch, very tiny and very mild, just the way the actress would speak; it sounds so cute in Latadi’s voice! Her ‘haaye’ is something I can die for! Latadi’s voice has a satin smooth texture which makes the number ekdum nasheela. The ‘suroor’ that it gives makes me sway languidly in its rhythm – which is very soft and very consistent. I also love the short cascade down at the end of each antara merging into the ‘mukhda’!
I have been listening to this number non-stop for the past few days. Each time, I just close my eyes and drink to the pleasure of its tune and the voice, and feel washed in relief, satisfaction and joy!
The song was recorded for Pakeezah, music by Ghulam Mohammad.
Keeping Random Expressions away from Lata Mangeshkar is a sin that this blog and its owner object to strongly. Hence, order decease this post is on yet another mesmerizing melody that touches the Queen’s lips and becomes divine. Unfortunately, page physiotherapist the number was not used in the film, dysentery and hence it is quite forgotten.
Peeke chale, yeh chale yeh chale
Hum hai sharaabi, Hum hai sharabi
Nigahen yaar ke
Peeke chale…Mast hai hardum,
Jo hua kuch bhi nasha kam toh
WahiN thodi see peeli, thodi see peeli,
Khol do baahen, ke mile khulke nigaahen,
Ke hai yeh raat rangeeli,
Mere dilbar mere saaqi mere pyaare
Haaye, peeke chale…Mujhko mubaraq,
Mere hothon ko mubaraq,
Yeh lehakna,
Yeh chahakna,
Kisko mila hai ke mohabbat ka sila hai,
Yeh mehakna,
Yeh bahakna,
Yeh nigahen, yeh adaayen, yeh ishaare,
Haaye, peeke chale…Mauj mein hum hai,
Ke hawayon pe qadam hai, ke sitaron pe nazar hai
Yun hi guzar ho,
Na kabhi khatam safar ho,
Ke yeh rangeen safar hai,
Koi manzil, koi sahil na pukare
Haaye, peeke chale…
My favorite expression in this song is the way Lata Mangeshkar sings the word ‘nigahen’ with a shortened ‘ga’, almost the intoxicated way Meena Kumari would speak out. Also, she doesn’t sing the word ‘yaar’ with full emphasis – just a small opening of the lips, and a trifle stretch, very tiny and very mild, just the way the actress would speak; it sounds so cute in Latadi’s voice! Her ‘haaye’ is something I can die for! Latadi’s voice has a satin smooth texture which makes the number ekdum nasheela. The ‘suroor’ that it gives makes me sway languidly in its rhythm – which is very soft and very consistent. I also love the short cascade down at the end of each antara merging into the ‘mukhda’!
I have been listening to this number non-stop for the past few days. Each time, I just close my eyes and drink to the pleasure of its tune and the voice, and feel washed in relief, satisfaction and joy!
The song was recorded for Pakeezah, music by Ghulam Mohammad.
Keeping Random Expressions away from Lata Mangeshkar is a sin that this blog and its owner object to strongly. Hence, decease this post is on yet another mesmerizing melody that touches the Queen’s lips and becomes divine. Unfortunately, physiotherapist the number was not used in the film, and hence it is quite forgotten.
Peeke chale, yeh chale yeh chale
Hum hai sharaabi, Hum hai sharabi
Nigahen yaar ke
Peeke chale…Mast hai hardum,
Jo hua kuch bhi nasha kam toh
WahiN thodi see peeli, thodi see peeli,
Khol do baahen, ke mile khulke nigaahen,
Ke hai yeh raat rangeeli,
Mere dilbar mere saaqi mere pyaare
Haaye, peeke chale…Mujhko mubaraq,
Mere hothon ko mubaraq,
Yeh lehakna,
Yeh chahakna,
Kisko mila hai ke mohabbat ka sila hai,
Yeh mehakna,
Yeh bahakna,
Yeh nigahen, yeh adaayen, yeh ishaare,
Haaye, peeke chale…Mauj mein hum hai,
Ke hawayon pe qadam hai, ke sitaron pe nazar hai
Yun hi guzar ho,
Na kabhi khatam safar ho,
Ke yeh rangeen safar hai,
Koi manzil, koi sahil na pukare
Haaye, peeke chale…
My favorite expression in this song is the way Lata Mangeshkar sings the word ‘nigahen’ with a shortened ‘ga’, almost the intoxicated way Meena Kumari would speak out. Also, she doesn’t sing the word ‘yaar’ with full emphasis – just a small opening of the lips, and a trifle stretch, very tiny and very mild, just the way the actress would speak; it sounds so cute in Latadi’s voice! Her ‘haaye’ is something I can die for! Latadi’s voice has a satin smooth texture which makes the number ekdum nasheela. The ‘suroor’ that it gives makes me sway languidly in its rhythm – which is very soft and very consistent. I also love the short cascade down at the end of each antara merging into the ‘mukhda’!
I have been listening to this number non-stop for the past few days. Each time, I just close my eyes and drink to the pleasure of its tune and the voice, and feel washed in relief, satisfaction and joy!
The song was recorded for Pakeezah, music by Ghulam Mohammad.
From Mukesh’s soul-stirring (and melodious) Zinda hoon iss tarah to Shibani Kashyap’s guttural scream (and off key) Zinda hoon main, one Health
Hindi film music has come a long way; and so have its noir heroes. From Raj Kapoor’s humorously dark but essentially tracing roots in light, order
bumbling tramp to Sanjay Gupta’s nether-conceptualised Armani- wearing sinister baddies is another journey that Bollywood has taken.
I would have given Zinda a complete miss had it not been the only film playing in nearly all top Kathmandu cinema-halls. Family, hospital
the other release, and my own choice, has not made its way here yet. To give Gupta his due credit, Zinda is perhaps his most cohesive and steadfast narrative to date. I wouldn’t go overboard as some critics have done in lauding about ‘realism’ because that is still truly not fully present here, though I can understand where they come from. But yes, there is a sense of starkness and throat-grabbing urgency that is, if not appealing, but certainly very attention-focussing.
Another relief is that the film has nothing to do with mafia, dons, cons or heists – a marked change in Gupta's subject choice! The tale hangs around an ordinary citizen, which also makes it forceful giving just that tantalising realistic tickle – what if it happens to normal people like you and I?
The story (picked up from whichever English/Far East DVD) is pretty enticing. Balajeet Roy (Sanjay Dutt) has everything going for him – a plush job in top software Bangkok company, a loving wife and a caring friend. One day it all collapses. He is taken captive. For 14-years he spends his life in a solitary cell, fed on fried wantons with just a television for company. Yet, his captor will not allow him to die or go insane – and releases him after 14 years for a purpose.
Roy traces his captor, but more than that he needs to find out why he was chosen for this exemplary punishment.
The film’s strength is its pace – not jerky, yet not lacking. Gupta and his co-scriptwriter weave in all essential details beautifully in dialogues, something that I have always found interesting in Barjatya or Yash Chopra films. Of course, he has his eye on the ‘interior’ market (though such films don’t work there) which makes him spell out somethings that could have been best left unsaid. Just for an example – when Sanjay Dutt claims his first tormentor, the supplier of wantons, the death was amply conveyed; yet, Gupta gives a long pan shot of the gruesome dead body – not required. The impact is severely lost!
Certain details in their gory stomach-throwing details might not find viewership acquiescence; but they do provide a taut vicarious thrill, and I guess that’s what Gupta aimed for. A word of caution – avoid taking in your pop-corn pre-interval!
Shot in nearly black-and-white hues, the film’s cinematography is first-rate. The background score elevates the sequences several notches. And Sanjay Dutt, though not really appearing an emaciapated victim fed on just fried wantons for fourteen years, gives a superb performance.
However, where Gupta falters horrendously are the solitary confinement sequences. Those were the film’s soul. But somehow the tension and morbidity of living alone just doesn’t come across, and the audience is uninvolved. That entire portion needed more padding up. Plus, a bit of realism when Dutt finally walks out to freedom would have made the film wholesome. I don’t think any one who has been fourteen years in captivity will walk the walk Dutt does! If length was a problem, Gupta could have cut out the gore!
I wouldn’t say the climax is a let down, because the tension of knowing ‘the why’ is so strong by then that any motive would have felt short of the build-up. But yes, perhaps a better justification there could have helped.
John Abraham is a wrong choice. The menace is too-contrived to hold weight. His habit of pursing his lips after every sentence is irritating – as if he is having a sore chin after a close-shave there. Lara Dutt provides glamour, and quite adequately. Celina Jeitly is as wooden as ever in her two-minute appearance. Mahesh Manjrekar is thankfully considerably reigned in.
The music is all used in typical Hollywood fashion; the theme song by Strings has been on air for sometime. Again, like in Ek Khiladi Ek Haseena, I will desist making any further comments on it.
Though he does not give up making his heroes walk that Marlboro-advertisement inspired swagger, to sum up, I would rate Zinda as a big leap forward by Sanjay Gupta from his previous disasters. This one surely has more meat, and can be easily watched. The biggest compliment: it does not bore! Also, the running time is pretty narrow, and that helps too.
Overall: Worth a view once.
UPDATE : Also saw KALYUG – Kaushi has done a superb review and covered whatever I had to say. Please click here for the same. My overall rating is same as hers : Worth viewing
Keeping Random Expressions away from Lata Mangeshkar is a sin that this blog and its owner object to strongly. Hence, order decease this post is on yet another mesmerizing melody that touches the Queen’s lips and becomes divine. Unfortunately, page physiotherapist the number was not used in the film, dysentery and hence it is quite forgotten.
Peeke chale, yeh chale yeh chale
Hum hai sharaabi, Hum hai sharabi
Nigahen yaar ke
Peeke chale…Mast hai hardum,
Jo hua kuch bhi nasha kam toh
WahiN thodi see peeli, thodi see peeli,
Khol do baahen, ke mile khulke nigaahen,
Ke hai yeh raat rangeeli,
Mere dilbar mere saaqi mere pyaare
Haaye, peeke chale…Mujhko mubaraq,
Mere hothon ko mubaraq,
Yeh lehakna,
Yeh chahakna,
Kisko mila hai ke mohabbat ka sila hai,
Yeh mehakna,
Yeh bahakna,
Yeh nigahen, yeh adaayen, yeh ishaare,
Haaye, peeke chale…Mauj mein hum hai,
Ke hawayon pe qadam hai, ke sitaron pe nazar hai
Yun hi guzar ho,
Na kabhi khatam safar ho,
Ke yeh rangeen safar hai,
Koi manzil, koi sahil na pukare
Haaye, peeke chale…
My favorite expression in this song is the way Lata Mangeshkar sings the word ‘nigahen’ with a shortened ‘ga’, almost the intoxicated way Meena Kumari would speak out. Also, she doesn’t sing the word ‘yaar’ with full emphasis – just a small opening of the lips, and a trifle stretch, very tiny and very mild, just the way the actress would speak; it sounds so cute in Latadi’s voice! Her ‘haaye’ is something I can die for! Latadi’s voice has a satin smooth texture which makes the number ekdum nasheela. The ‘suroor’ that it gives makes me sway languidly in its rhythm – which is very soft and very consistent. I also love the short cascade down at the end of each antara merging into the ‘mukhda’!
I have been listening to this number non-stop for the past few days. Each time, I just close my eyes and drink to the pleasure of its tune and the voice, and feel washed in relief, satisfaction and joy!
The song was recorded for Pakeezah, music by Ghulam Mohammad.
Keeping Random Expressions away from Lata Mangeshkar is a sin that this blog and its owner object to strongly. Hence, decease this post is on yet another mesmerizing melody that touches the Queen’s lips and becomes divine. Unfortunately, physiotherapist the number was not used in the film, and hence it is quite forgotten.
Peeke chale, yeh chale yeh chale
Hum hai sharaabi, Hum hai sharabi
Nigahen yaar ke
Peeke chale…Mast hai hardum,
Jo hua kuch bhi nasha kam toh
WahiN thodi see peeli, thodi see peeli,
Khol do baahen, ke mile khulke nigaahen,
Ke hai yeh raat rangeeli,
Mere dilbar mere saaqi mere pyaare
Haaye, peeke chale…Mujhko mubaraq,
Mere hothon ko mubaraq,
Yeh lehakna,
Yeh chahakna,
Kisko mila hai ke mohabbat ka sila hai,
Yeh mehakna,
Yeh bahakna,
Yeh nigahen, yeh adaayen, yeh ishaare,
Haaye, peeke chale…Mauj mein hum hai,
Ke hawayon pe qadam hai, ke sitaron pe nazar hai
Yun hi guzar ho,
Na kabhi khatam safar ho,
Ke yeh rangeen safar hai,
Koi manzil, koi sahil na pukare
Haaye, peeke chale…
My favorite expression in this song is the way Lata Mangeshkar sings the word ‘nigahen’ with a shortened ‘ga’, almost the intoxicated way Meena Kumari would speak out. Also, she doesn’t sing the word ‘yaar’ with full emphasis – just a small opening of the lips, and a trifle stretch, very tiny and very mild, just the way the actress would speak; it sounds so cute in Latadi’s voice! Her ‘haaye’ is something I can die for! Latadi’s voice has a satin smooth texture which makes the number ekdum nasheela. The ‘suroor’ that it gives makes me sway languidly in its rhythm – which is very soft and very consistent. I also love the short cascade down at the end of each antara merging into the ‘mukhda’!
I have been listening to this number non-stop for the past few days. Each time, I just close my eyes and drink to the pleasure of its tune and the voice, and feel washed in relief, satisfaction and joy!
The song was recorded for Pakeezah, music by Ghulam Mohammad.
From Mukesh’s soul-stirring (and melodious) Zinda hoon iss tarah to Shibani Kashyap’s guttural scream (and off key) Zinda hoon main, one Health
Hindi film music has come a long way; and so have its noir heroes. From Raj Kapoor’s humorously dark but essentially tracing roots in light, order
bumbling tramp to Sanjay Gupta’s nether-conceptualised Armani- wearing sinister baddies is another journey that Bollywood has taken.
I would have given Zinda a complete miss had it not been the only film playing in nearly all top Kathmandu cinema-halls. Family, hospital
the other release, and my own choice, has not made its way here yet. To give Gupta his due credit, Zinda is perhaps his most cohesive and steadfast narrative to date. I wouldn’t go overboard as some critics have done in lauding about ‘realism’ because that is still truly not fully present here, though I can understand where they come from. But yes, there is a sense of starkness and throat-grabbing urgency that is, if not appealing, but certainly very attention-focussing.
Another relief is that the film has nothing to do with mafia, dons, cons or heists – a marked change in Gupta's subject choice! The tale hangs around an ordinary citizen, which also makes it forceful giving just that tantalising realistic tickle – what if it happens to normal people like you and I?
The story (picked up from whichever English/Far East DVD) is pretty enticing. Balajeet Roy (Sanjay Dutt) has everything going for him – a plush job in top software Bangkok company, a loving wife and a caring friend. One day it all collapses. He is taken captive. For 14-years he spends his life in a solitary cell, fed on fried wantons with just a television for company. Yet, his captor will not allow him to die or go insane – and releases him after 14 years for a purpose.
Roy traces his captor, but more than that he needs to find out why he was chosen for this exemplary punishment.
The film’s strength is its pace – not jerky, yet not lacking. Gupta and his co-scriptwriter weave in all essential details beautifully in dialogues, something that I have always found interesting in Barjatya or Yash Chopra films. Of course, he has his eye on the ‘interior’ market (though such films don’t work there) which makes him spell out somethings that could have been best left unsaid. Just for an example – when Sanjay Dutt claims his first tormentor, the supplier of wantons, the death was amply conveyed; yet, Gupta gives a long pan shot of the gruesome dead body – not required. The impact is severely lost!
Certain details in their gory stomach-throwing details might not find viewership acquiescence; but they do provide a taut vicarious thrill, and I guess that’s what Gupta aimed for. A word of caution – avoid taking in your pop-corn pre-interval!
Shot in nearly black-and-white hues, the film’s cinematography is first-rate. The background score elevates the sequences several notches. And Sanjay Dutt, though not really appearing an emaciapated victim fed on just fried wantons for fourteen years, gives a superb performance.
However, where Gupta falters horrendously are the solitary confinement sequences. Those were the film’s soul. But somehow the tension and morbidity of living alone just doesn’t come across, and the audience is uninvolved. That entire portion needed more padding up. Plus, a bit of realism when Dutt finally walks out to freedom would have made the film wholesome. I don’t think any one who has been fourteen years in captivity will walk the walk Dutt does! If length was a problem, Gupta could have cut out the gore!
I wouldn’t say the climax is a let down, because the tension of knowing ‘the why’ is so strong by then that any motive would have felt short of the build-up. But yes, perhaps a better justification there could have helped.
John Abraham is a wrong choice. The menace is too-contrived to hold weight. His habit of pursing his lips after every sentence is irritating – as if he is having a sore chin after a close-shave there. Lara Dutt provides glamour, and quite adequately. Celina Jeitly is as wooden as ever in her two-minute appearance. Mahesh Manjrekar is thankfully considerably reigned in.
The music is all used in typical Hollywood fashion; the theme song by Strings has been on air for sometime. Again, like in Ek Khiladi Ek Haseena, I will desist making any further comments on it.
Though he does not give up making his heroes walk that Marlboro-advertisement inspired swagger, to sum up, I would rate Zinda as a big leap forward by Sanjay Gupta from his previous disasters. This one surely has more meat, and can be easily watched. The biggest compliment: it does not bore! Also, the running time is pretty narrow, and that helps too.
Overall: Worth a view once.
UPDATE : Also saw KALYUG – Kaushi has done a superb review and covered whatever I had to say. Please click here for the same. My overall rating is same as hers : Worth viewing
That pretty much summarises the last four days. It’s not that I had some huge work to do by roaming in the city; but, cialis 40mg the curfews have resulted in shortages in essentials like vegetables and milk. Plus, of course the immense loss in business with most establishments, including restaurants, closed is a separate problem.
Personally, the biggest hit has been food and entertainment. With the maid’s arrival erratic, one day of cooking means utensils piling up. Plus, as I said earlier, what to cook is the biggest question? The quality of basic stuff like tomatoes and onions is quite off-putting. Restaurants are closed, so I have to rely on a single near-by hotel for dinners once the curfew is lifted in the evening!
Entertainment was primarily watching films – and that is impossible now! Songs continue, however!
Anyways, I will try to put up some thing better and more positive soon. Right now, the overall melancholic mood has permeated within. Meanwhile, the story progresses slowly; two last episodes are left, so that should be done during this week!
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