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Finally bought the audio CD of this album released by YBR Records. The video for the song ‘Leja Leja’ with model Nina Sarkar and Varun Toorkey (
read here) has been airing on the music channels for quite some time now. It’s a story of a bar dancer whose seemingly frustrated with her life until she meets her prince charming at the bus stand. I reckon it’s going to be a video series; the story being continued through the songs in the album. The video has been choreographed
quite nicely.
The album consists of 10 mellifluous songs sung by Ustad Sultan Khan & accompanied by 3 of the most talented female singers of our times - Shreya Ghoshal, Sunidhi Chauhan and Chitra (back after the success of ‘Piya Basanti’). D J Mit chips in by remixing 2 of the songs in the album. A genuine mix of folk and classical music sprinkled with some western beats, the wonderful songs have been composed by Sandesh Shandilya and arranged by Salim-Sulaiman. A must buy for all music lovers.
December 2nd, 2006
It was a sad event that the hosts were knocked out of the
Champions Trophy in the early stages. And the nation was recovering from that just when India lost miserably to South Africa, getting bowled out for a paltry 91; in spite of playing 7 specialist batsmen. Just to remind you that, South Africa had defeated the Ozzies in a match early this year and had
bowled them out for 93 - It was
Ntini who ran over the formidable Aussie batting with his career best 6-22.
The expectations from Greg Chappell and the Indian team has risen. The country is showing zero-tolerance towards meek surrenders like the one witnessed in Durban a few days ago. The media wrote on the performance of the team especially on Munaf who should be bowling quick (looks like somebody is misguiding him). Even Irfan Pathan who has lost the magical swinging deliveries somehow. This series is crucial since India wants to go to the world cup with some confident wins. India HAS to win the 3rd ODI to retain the interest of the fans for the rest of the matches in the series and in Indian cricket in particular.
November 26th, 2006
Birthdays are a special reason to celebrate and most of the time I would prefer to do it alone within the confines of my humble abode. I would watch movies, eat junk, surf the net for all kinds of foolish things, shop for myself, receive birthday wishes on phone, mails wherever; yes that’s special for me.This time I ventured away from my 5 year tradition of not working on my birthday and considered celebrating it with my colleagues and friends. 2006 in many ways has been a “year of big changes” for me.
The day always starts with a visit to the Ganpati temple to offer my prayers and seek blessings for the next year. Then the heavy lunch at the India Tea Center, here in downtown Mumbai (with 16 of us) was amazing. If you decide to visit Mumbai, do plan a visit at this place in Churchgate for its traditional Indian interiors and good food but be aware of the slow service that they offer. Nevertheless, the highlight of the day was a book on the dutch graphic artist M C Escher gifted to me by the team, which contains some of his rare works and his “puzzled” artworks. The cake cutting ceremony in the office was made momentous by the laughter and the chatter over some silly innuendos. Someone was generous to shoot a video and I would see if I can share it here. Lastly it was my meeting with an old friend Randhir in the evening which bought some old memories back. At the end of this as I had anticipated, the celebrations and the joy had bought me crashing down on my bed too fast.
Check out the events that took place on 7th November, back in time.
November 8th, 2006
Happiness comes in different hues; each appealing to the individual according to his taste and culture. The season has arrived when rains have retreated to the blue clouds, the breeze has begun to blow again and the sun was never so bright.
Diwali or the festival of lights is the occasion for spreading happiness. In other words it means living a life which is quite in contrast to our daily mechanical routine.
There are many aspects to this gladness which appeal to my heart the most. Much like the assuming estranged friend who suddenly comes up from behind and pats like a true companion while enquiring about my professional life. Perhaps like the charming young lady on the station who drapes herself in exquisite apparels everyday and always manages to catch my attention, walking with her friends. Or it can be the foreigner in the office today, who was informed by some of his Indian bedfellows to celebrate Diwali by bursting water balloons instead of crackers, until he was counselled by us. The poor man’s perplexed look on the face notwithstanding, I had a good laugh. Nevertheless, as an annual custom, I share sweets and homemade stuff with my colleagues which brings immense cheeriness to my heart and every body’s invited to this gala fete.
While the city of dreams is cloaked in smoke, dust and cacophony, I will be cooling my heels in the quite and wintry environs of the outhouse; my Diwali getaway in the faraway corner of Nasik city. This is a true opportunity to break my ties with the outside world and sync with mother nature in the true sense of the word, living a life of a slow and steady sometimes like a lazy tortoise. A welcome break from the scorching speeds of this fast city. So till the time we meet again, I wish my friends and fans, a very Happy Diwali and a Prosperous New Year. Spread the light of joy and shun the darkness of hatred this year.
Technorati Tags: Diwali, Deepavali, Indian festival, lights, happiness
October 19th, 2006
When you feel the bumps while driving or when someone behind you, starts honking violently on the flash of the green signal (as if hurling abuses at you) you know you’re on one of the most congested roads of the world. Welcome to the city of dreams Mumbai. This also happens to be a demo of an action or a racing game and an experience that even the
XBOXs and the Playstations will fail to deliver.
Often it takes the persona of a pedestrian and a driver to understand the reasoning. It’s like an action game with 2 teams and one can switch to and fro. Hence once installed on the driver’s seat, I have to set aside my ego, don the gloves of an intelligent android and focus solely on the difficult task ahead (game on!). On the roads of Mumbai a surprise element like a rickshaw or a stray walker is waiting patiently to pounce in front of you at any given moment. So it’s like a game, albeit one where there’s no lifeline offered. Such are the rules that you hit the specified ‘targets’ and you lose the only life that you have. Of late, I feel like I am a part of Pac-Man, the arcade game, where the miniature rickshaws posing as the eating mouths follow me in the varied maze of lanes. I go nuts running away from them but they always get rejuvenated & multiply by some strange powers that be. Not to mention, the referee (read the traffic cop) who seems to be on their side always and strangely the rules are made by them but dutifully followed by the sane androids like me. Humphh!!
Also like in a typical Road Rash sequence, the cars overtake me the moment the lights go green. I see them speed away at a distance; the driver sneering at me. I later realize the outcome of the ‘race’ is decided at the next traffic signal, thanks to the narrow lanes of this city and the cooperation of the traffic. Little do these local schumachers understand that it’s insanely mindless to overtake here and it can be fatal to both life and the vehicle itself.
I am too tired of these frequent (mis)adventures but it seems like I become a part of it unknowingly when I ride on the roads of Mumbai. The one suggestion that I could give to the drivers of this city is to be patient and drive safely. Till the day we get the broad roads that we all expect to ride smoothly to our places, let’s park the competition at bay.
Technorati Tags: Mumbai, Traffic
October 15th, 2006
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