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One Big Happy Family #5

First the warning which is very essential for the posts like this: If you are looking for heads and tails to a story, do not, I repeat do not proceed reading this post, not even as much as look at the pictures.

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You guys, Mr. A is in so much of distress. This sweet little man, is pining for his Mrs, who because of some misunderstanding has gone away from him. I feel so terrible for Mr. A that I thought I’d go and find Mrs. B myself. But I had to deal with Mr. Z first, who, in the first place has created so much of trouble in my only happy ever after.

In my absence that evil Mr. Z has put seeds of suspicion in the mind of that innocent Mrs. B and now my one big happy family is in danger. See for yourself, the place looks so empty without them. 😦

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I miss them you know.

But then one find day, I saw Mr. A crying in vain for his beloved. I could hear him singing that very song, Gumshuda, O Gumshuda.. Dekhne mein hai haseen
Rehti hai yahin kahin
Kho gayi, haan kho gayi
Woh pari, woh apsara, dilnashi, dilruba
Kho gayi, haan kho gayi

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See, my Mr. A has become a hopeless romantic just like SRK.

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I guess seeing him so heart broken, melted down Mrs. B, and she came back to their old abode one fine evening.

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But she had her own tantrums. She came back, but she wouldn’t talk to Mr. A.

That sweet and caring Mr. A and she wouldn’t talk to him.

But Mr. A wouldn’t loose hope, and he started his own pattern of wooing her again.

Somehow, he convinced her to stay with him for at least a few days. But that stubborn Mrs. B wouldn’t agree. In the end after a long argument it was decided that they would stay at the same place, but in different rooms since now, she needed her ‘own space!!’

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Of course Mr. A, the ever romantic that he is, didn’t give up. He kept calling from his above room, and sang to her the entire melody of-

Main Yahan Tu Wahan, Jindagi Hai Kahan
Tu Hi Tu Hai Sanam Dekhta Hoon Jahan
Neend Aati Nahi Yaad Jaati Nahi
Bin Tere Abb Jiya Jaaye Naa…..
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See the tears!! How could she not melt??
And yet, she remained determined in not talking to him. So my Mr. A decided to ask her out on a date, where finally, she melted. Oh what smiles it brought out on that face of my dear romantic hero.
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Oh he even played the background music 😀
Do Dil Mil Rahe Hain
Magar Chupke Chupke
Sabhko Ho Rahi Hai
Haan Sabhko Ho Rahi Hai
Khabar Chupke Chupke……..
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And he even cried that ‘Tussi ja rahe ho? Tussi na jao” wala dialogue when they were leaving.
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But the very adamant Mrs. B had to leave him, only to teach him God knows what!! So they parted ways, and after a few days, just in time when their kids were about to come home from their long vacation, they united.
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And the kids even sang the ever melodramatic- Janmon Ke Saathi Hum Saath Saath Hain for their parents……
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And my one big happy family lives happily ever after.
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I am telling you, so far as happy ending goes, this is what I have, and I am going to try and do everything to keep this so.
And I presume that by now you know how crazy and irrational I can get through my posts sometimes. So if you have come this far, I truly thank you to bear with this crazy and stupid woman, time and again.
PS: Sorry to those who wouldn’t have heard these songs and will literally be unable to make heads and tails of the story.

3 Days Lyrical Challenge- Day3

So after a song from 2018 and then reverting back to 1960, today I am in a fix. As soon as I heard lyrical challenge, I knew my all time favourites, and go to songs will be included here. But I haven’t until now, so today when I cannot choose from these two songs I take the liberty to put up two songs today. I am sorry I just cannot pick one between these two. I have been listening to these two songs since years and I never get enough of them. They are always on my list, always! So I am almost possessed my them 😉 (If you know what I mean)

The first song is somewhere between my two time varying selections; from 1990. The movie from which I take this song is ‘Jurm’.

Singers: Kumar Sanu, Sadhana Sargam
Lyrics: Indeevar
Music: Rajesh Roshan

Jab koi baat bigad jaaye jab koi mushkil pad jaaye
Tum dena saath mera o humnawaa
Jab koi baat bigad jaaye jab koi mushkil pad jaaye
Tum dena saath mera o humnawaa
Naa koi hai na koi tha zindagi mein tumhaare siva
Tum dena saath mera o humnawaa
Tum dena saath mera o humnawaa

Ho chaandni jab tak raat deta hai har koi saath
Tum magar andheron mein na chhodna mera haath
Ho chaandni jab tak raat deta hai har koi saath
Tum magar andheron mein na chhodna mera haath
Jab koi baat bigad jaaye jab koi mushkil pad jaaye
Tum dena saath mera o humnawaa
Na koi hai na koi tha zindagi mein tumhaare siva
Tum dena saath mera o humnawaa

Wafadaari ki vo rasmein nibhayenge hum tum kasmein
Ek bhi saans zindagi ki jab tak ho apne bas mein
Wafadaari ki vo rasmein nibhayenge hum tum kasmein
Ek bhi saans zindagi ki jab tak ho apne bas mein
Jab koi baat bigad jaaye jab koi mushkil pad jaaye
Tum dena saath mera o humnawaa
Na koi hai na koi tha zindagi mein tumhaare siva
Tum dena saath mera o humnawaa

Dil ko mere hua yakeen hum pehle bhi mile kahin
Silsila ye sadiyon ka koi aaj ki baat nahin
Dil ko mere hua yakeen hum pehle bhi mile kahin
Silsila ye sadiyon ka koi aaj ki baat nahin
Jab koi baat bigad jaaye jab koi mushkil pad jaaye
Tum dena saath mera o humnawaa

 

Jab koi baat bigad jaaye jab koi mushkil pad jaaye
Tum dena saath mera o humnawaa
Na koi hai na koi tha zindagi mein tumhaare siva
Tum dena saath mera o humnawaa
Tum dena saath mera o humnawaa

This is literally my go to song. I don’t know I love it-

 

And now the next song. I don’t know what to say except I love it too.

I do realise that I am picking all the old songs now and you might think what an oldie this person is, but okay, I got it. It is still my favourite too :-p

The song is from the movie  ‘Woh Kaun Thi’, a 1964 movie.

Song : Lag Ja Gale Ki Phir Ye Hasin Raat
Music : Madan Mohan Kohli
lyrics : Raja Mehdi Ali Khan
Singers : Lata Mangeshkar

Lag Ja Gale Ki Phir Ye Hasin Raat Ho Na Ho
Shaayad Phir Is Janam Men Mulaaqaat Ho Na Ho
Lag Jaa Gale …

Ham Ko Mili Hain Aaj, Ye Ghadiyaan Nasib Se
Ji Bhar Ke Dekh Lijiye Ham Ko Karib Se
Phir Aap Ke Nasib Men Ye Baat Ho Na Ho
Shaayad Phir Is Janam Men Mulaaqaat Ho Na Ho
Lag Jaa Gale …

Paas Aaiye Ki Ham Nahin Aaenge Baar-Baar
Baahen Gale Men Daal Ke Ham Ro Le Zaar-Zaar
Aankhon Se Phir Ye Pyaar Ki Barasaat Ho Na Ho
Shaayad Phir Is Janam Men Mulaaqaat Ho Na Ho

Lag Ja Gale Ki Phir Ye Hassin Raat Ho Na Ho
Shaayad Phir Is Janam Men Mulaaqaat Ho Na Ho
Lag Jaa Gale …

Tell me you don’t like this song in the least and I don’t know what am I going to do 😀

 

Happy listening-  to these oldies 😀

Also, if you are not participating in this challenge, would you please just mention one song, just one from your all time favourites. They say your taste of music lets people know what kind of a person you are. So just curious. 🙂

 

Three Day Lyrical Challenge – Day 1

Recently I have been nominated for this musical challenge by  the_aestheticspirit. I have come to love her work, and if you give her a peep I am pretty sure you will love her work too. She writes wonderful prose and poems, and has a very insightful mind and a lovely heart.

So for my Day 1, I choose a very heart touching song, which has a melody which sways me with a rhythm which I had not known until it’s release which is sadly very recently. This song is a from a Bollywood movie’s album, which isn’t even present in the movie and most people have not even heard it. At least most people that I know tell me that they haven’t heard of it. But the first time I heard it I was hooked, gripped, stuck, clutched by it. Not the tune, but the music, the rhythm, the lyrics, the song, it mesmerizes me as a unit. The lyrics touch my ‘Rooh’ (Soul)

Okay, I guess I have put up high hopes for the song, you might not even like it, the choice is yours. But I take the liberty to call it one of my favourites for this year.

The song is ‘Tab bhi Tu from the album of ‘October’. (Sadly the songs aren’t present in the movie)

Singer- Rahat Fateh Ali Khan

Music- Anupam Roy

Lyrics- Tanveer Ghazi.

Meri rooh karegi fariyad
Meri saasein kahin kho jayengi
Tab bhi tu mere sang rehna
Tab bhi tu mere sang rehna
Tab bhi tu mere sang rehna

Jab rakh banega yeh suraj
Aur dhoop dhuaan ho jayegi
Tab bhi tu mere sang rehna
Tab bhi tu mere sang rehna
Tab bhi tu mere sang rehna

Sajde ki tarah phir aakhein jhukin
Phir palkein namazi huyin
Tere zikra mein thi kuchh aisi nami
Sookhi saasein bhi taazi huyin

Jab umra ki awara baarish
Sab rang mere dho jayegi
Tab bhi tu mere sang rehna
Tab bhi tu mere sang rehna
Tab bhi tu mere sang rehna

Taveez hai meri mutthi mein
Taveez mein hai tasveer teri
Uljhi si lakeerein hath mein hain
Tu suljhaaye takdeer meri.

Jab waqt karega chhal mujhse
Takdeer khafa ho jayegi
Tab bhi tu mere sang rehna
Tab bhi tu mere sang rehna
Tab bhi tu mere sang rehna

Meri rooh karegi fariyad
Meri saasein kahin kho jayengi
Tab bhi tu mere sang rehna
Tab bhi tu mere sang rehna
Tab bhi tu mere sang rehna

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Well, I find the song as good as the movie, simply like a poem, beautiful and something which touches your soul and wraps its arms around it to comfort you with something you have never had.

PS: Participate if you like this concept, or else simply tune in to this

The disturbingly melodious song!

“Tera mujse hai pehle ka nata koi, yu hi nahi dil lubhata koi

Janee tu, ya jane naaaaaaa, mane tu ya mane na.”

How many of you remember this song? Not the new one, the really old version.

I love this song, adding it to one of my favourites.

This song comes to me today, bringing back old memories, as old as my school memories.

Of course every class has two types of students, the front benchers, the docile and obedient ones and the last benchers, the naughty and the cheeky ones. I was among the front benchers, usually seated in the corner, doing my own work, literally not caring about anyone else, which of course made me somewhat as an attitudinal one. (Really not the case though)

And then comes the mischievous and the impertinent ones. They like to be the class gang, will want to know everything going on in the class, will interfere in your work, and even pull your leg to an extent making you feel uncomfortable, and they look somewhat as rude and arrogant. (Again not the case though)

They are just different from each other.

Yes, so I was the front bencher, and I was always immersed, on God knows what, never giving them enough heed. But today this song makes me go back to those days, among those very people who might have pulled my leg someday.

Our class had this huge gang sitting at the back, always playing games inside the class. You name it and they might have played it. But their best game for me was playing ‘Antakshari” Oh they sang such beautiful songs sometimes in the class, but of course it did not end there, obviously they had to add their ‘singing touch’ to it, making the song disturbingly melodious. But it was fun in the end.

So, why this particular song?

They had the talent to destroy this song to such an extent, you could not even think of it. They would literally shout at the top of their voices, sometimes making the teachers from the staff-room come to our class and make them stop singing. And then we would all have a good laugh, not to forget the melodious singers.

They would laugh at their own voice and start singing, yet again.

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So this post is dedicated to those singers of my class, some of whom might be reading this now. I wish them a lifetime of singing talents, but above that, sheer happiness.

 

The Robbed Hope.

 

What is living without hope?

It is, an artist without his art,

A painting without colours.

 

What is living without faith?

It is, a song without the tunes,

And dance without music.

 

What is life without belief?

It is a story without characters,

A story without words.

 

Oh, the robbed hope is back again,

The hope which I had always lived by,

The hope which my spirit held so dear,

It has come out of its hidings.

And that’s how …#10 (Finale)

I just couldn’t leave the same day. Not after everyone bidding us adieu. I simply could not pack my bags again and leave the very day and separate from Miss. B and Miss. R too. So I decided to stay the another day. At least one more day with them. And hence the three girls had a gala time. A girly day with a little shopping spree, movies and all the street food. Food is the best part, right?

 

The day just went by, in a flicker. How can time fly so fast, I mean really, how?

 

And that’s how I left, aloof from everyone. It wasn’t the end though. I was not travelling home. I was travelling to yet another city, four hours away towards east. I have some work there and then finally I will be home.

 

It was time to leave all the fun time behind and get serious about work. I had two back to back scheduled meetings each day. And I had no idea when those two days just flew by and it was time again to travel.

 

By then I was so exhausted that I just wanted to reach home magically. But as I was so, so far away from home that if I traveled by train it could take me more than 36 hours to reach home. And my luck, I did have to travel by train leaving me even more frustrated and exhausted. Not so much fun anymore, right? Specially for a person like me who hates trains. But what could I do except to succumb to it and be stuck in that train for 36 hours.

 

I was left there in the train, missing my brother. My vacation ended and the reality hit back hard. All the fun ended and it was time for routine work.

 

And that’s how I traveled from Jamshedpur to- Kolkata- Ahmedabad- Mumbai- Rajkot- Banugar- Jamnagar- Morbi and then finally back to Jamshedpur. I had the taste of the big city as well as the smallest village, the peace and the havoc, I stressed on work and had the time to enjoy myself too. It was all an excellent experience.

 

A time worth seizing. A lot of memories gathered.

The need for a bedside table!

I lie on the bed with the lights dimmed already, with the temperature of the room set accordingly, and with the novel in my hand, ready to be lost into. In order to avoid any kind of disturbance I put my phone away, on the study table at the far corner (I don’t need it anyway plus it helps me wake up in the morning if it is far away). All set for the perfect ‘alone time’ I start reading the book.

A page or two goes by and then I have something in my mind; a topic on which I feel should write and share it with my fellow bloggers. So I lazily stand up, scribble on a post it and stick it on the wall to remember the next day. So there I slump again on the bed, cuddle against a cold sheets, soothing and yet again I loose myself amidst the fictional world.

This time not even a paragraph goes by when I remember something from the day and again, unwilling I get up, post-it on the wall and return, this time making it sure I would not get up before I complete ten pages.

And so I wait for the ten pages to be done, and hastily get up before I forget to jot it down, and there goes another post it on the wall. This is how my wall is always clustered with post-it for to do lists, for something to share with my blogger friends, and even something that I have to let other people know.

This goes on for a while, until I am tired enough to get up again, after which I unwillingly take my phone with me, so that I at least do not have to get up. After another couple of reminders set on my phone, finally I decide to doze off. It is after all 1:00 AM.

Of course my mind is unwilling to shut down and so I aid to my ear phones, leaving behind my comfy bed, one last time. Somehow amidst the dreams of the story going on in the novel, with the lyrics of the songs and with many other unfiltered thoughts in my mind I doze off, finally.

And that is how my mother finds me often, early in the morning, with music flowing through the earphones and yet scattered somewhere under the pillow, with my phone snoozed off and hidden somewhere between the sheets, and the novel that I would be reading tucked beside me. And every single morning she would wake me with same monotonous say, “Why do you have to sleep with all of these things? Why can’t you just keep them all away on the table?”

And every single time I would say, “I just need a bedside table, mom. It would solve all my lazy problems. You don’t know the struggle of waking up once you are tucked into bed, restfully.”

“Yeah, right! But why do you have to get up in the middle of the night anyway?