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Sunday, October 28, 2012

Do have a piece of Barfi!

Barfi or rather Murphy as we the level headed, right minded and perfectly so called normal people would have called the main character in this movie. Coz thats what he was named. But then even before he evolved into the Sweeheart people right from his brith knew he was a Sweet soul and hence did not loose time christening him Burfi, Barfi, Burfee!

Call it and him the character by any name and the Sweetness would not wane, As the selvete heroine mentions in her introspective or more of thinking out loud kind of speech. Where she sayz about how the two Barfi and Jhilmil simply allowed Love to happen. There was no planned, thought out love or liking.

woh kya hai na, kisi ney khoob kaha hain, "Pyaar kiya nahin jata, ho jata hai! Dil diya nahin jata Kho jata hain"

So do have a piece of Barfi! qyunki mummy kehti hai meetha khane se kaam acha hota hai!!!

My Brothers 47th Budday @ Country Club Andheri


















Chotey!!!



The Colourful end of the Party Table!!!





Budday Boy with the Missus!!!


Cake cutting done, all buzy with eating and drinking!!!


Mai, Whoni!!!
















Badey!
















Budday Boy feeding Cake to his Kiddo!!!


Brother giving cake to Moder!!!
















A Bhai tera dhyaan kahaan hain!


Happy Budday to Youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!


Kitney bholey dikhtey hain na ye badey!!!


Kabhi Dhyaan idhar kabhi dhyaan udhar!

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Saturday, October 13, 2012

Mehdi Nebbou my French Chocolat!

Never in my life have I felt so much for a character in a movie, irrespective of the genre, but on Friday 12th Oct 2012 when I watched English Vinglish and saw this French guy falling for Shashi I was like oh my God Sashi please don't break his heart, for a change I wanted it to be like a typical Hindi movie where it is always Pyaar ki jeet, lekin my dear darling was not so lucky, yes this French Chocolat has made me think of him over and over again, and left me heart broken truly for him.

Siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh!!!



Shashiiiiiiiiiiiiii how could you go back to your stupid husband and leave this yummyliscious prince charming, Adonis you name him whatever you want, French Chocolat heart broken. You broke my heart too!!!

Sach mein Mehdi Nebbou tum mein kuch baat hain! aur tumney jagaya ek ajnabi ehsaas hain.

For your sake (I don't even know what your character in the movie was called) but loved you in all your silence, your limited English, your sexy French of which I cant understand a single word, and your subtle style, OMG you rock baby and how!!!.

May you never have to play a character ever again where you have to loose out on the one you love!

Next time do a proper Hindi Movie, coz humarey picturon mein PYAAR Hamesha JEETTA Hai!

muuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuah! a French Kiss for French Chocolat!

Monday, September 3, 2012

The Bombay Chamber Orchestra, I was there, what, you were not? huuun losers!


Some days back Catherine Morris Fernandes a very good friend of mine had on FB asked about wanting tkts to the Bombay Chamber Orchestra and I promptly asked for 2!

2 tkts in hand, I did not know who it would be who would accompany me to the performance, so I put up on my gtalk ‘Hve Got 2 tkts for THE BOMBAY CHAMBER ORCHESTRA - Sophia Bhabha Auditorium - 1st September, 2012 at 7:00p.m’  either none of those perpetually appearing online at gtalk saw it or were not interested, either way, as my ex-colleague Ramesh Keshavan just said seat seat pe likha hota hai baithnewale ka naam! So there I was with my aunt (Sr. Supreetha) who is a Nun posted in Orissa she had come down for a day from Mangalore enroute to Orissa. Both of us reached the place late by about 10 mins (Blame it on Bombay Traffic or IST) a few people were moving about in the foyer and behind the closed doors there were more of them seated and there on stage was a black tails (a white man wearing black tail coat) waving and gesticulating with all the energy he could muster (later came to know he was Josef Suilen the Dutch Guest Conductor) it immediately reminded me of Tom & Jerry, where Tom is the music/orchestra conductor :-))))

As I said it was a first time experience for both of us. Which began with a bang with a difference, somebody really needs to do something about the seats at the Sophia Bhabha Auditorium which keep looking up and the moment you touch them to get them in the level where you can occupy them ‘Dhaap’ is what you hear and you can imagine the embarrassment when this happens when the Orchestra is playing and the Conductor is all into his music. Makes one wish the earth would open up and one could hide in it. Dunno if I should call it some solace or height of bad timing and placing, that more ‘Dhaaps’ were heard at regular intervals.

So finally there I was seated in Seat 017 of Sophia Bhabha Auditorium looking at a live Orchestra (oh phuleez, not the kind people commonly understand and know to be an Orchestra with musicians and singers dishing/doling out bollywood, tollywood or kollywood hits) The Bombay Chamber Orchestra is the only Indian Symphony orchestra that functions and performs on a regular basis with a concert standard of performance, incidentally it celebrates its Golden Jubilee 50 yrs this year (1962 – 2012).

So there was Josef Suilen! well to begin with, as I said black tails waving and gesticulating with all the energy he could muster and as a first timer I did not know whether to wonder where he gets that sort of energy for the fully body work out he kept on doing standing on a square black block which also caught my attention and or to think that it was just a matter of minutes before Josef Suilen fell off it (the square black block) if he was not careful enough. Next my eyes moved on to the musicians, what they wore, what age group they belonged to, what instrument they were playing? I could recognize violins, cellos, some wind instrument and a set of drums (not the rock band drum set but different decent kind) and in between I also looked at the ceiling to notice that one of the bulbs was not working, felt the AC was working and that people around me included locals, foreigners (one Asian lady looked like a younger version of Mary Kom) and then there were Nuns (my aunt included) and children!!!! Yes! Children I wonder what on earth were they brought by the parents/guardians to such a performance for, unless of course they had the urge to add to the cacophony of instruments.

What was played and heard that evening was Franz Liszt’s Piano Concerto No. 2 in Amajor, Beethoven’s Leonore Overture and choral works by Mozart, Puccini, Verdi and Saint Saëns. Don’t ask me which was good as I can’t make out one from the other. When all the playing, the bowing, applauding was on I could not make up my mind what should I be paying attention to? Couldn’t show false appreciation as even a blind man would have made out that it was a hopeless attempt on my part to show that I understood music.

What caught my eyes was, once when Josef Suilen raised his left hand and bang on! his wedding band caught the light and this was just when the thought - what would his wife think of him when she saw him conducting like this, was crossing my mind. I can still picture that soft porcelain hand and that glint caught by the wedding band which seemed to have caught my eye just to allay my doubts about Josef Suilen and his family (read spouse) getting along and how. I am sure they must be saying hearing their names called out by each other is Music to their ears ;-) 

Then on came BALÁZS FÜLEI – the pianist. Who for the better part of the beginning of his performance was adjusting his base, the stool on which he was to sit and then again there was the display of soft porcelain hands, Aaah! What a sight, and when they danced on the Piano one wanted to dance too, all through the performances I tried and visualized the rains, the fields, the swaying trees the flowers in the gardens and water fountains.

Then came the bombshell, Lyric Soprano, Sunanda Rao-ErdemA big girl I must say! (But then what’s with the Opera singers and their size? Are they storehouses of air which they don’t seem to inhale at all when they crooooooooooooooon and how!) Sunanda Rao – Erdem sang/crooned and took me to the courts of kings, the war ravaged cities and battle fields (that’s what I think of when I hear Opera, it is more of a Soldiers marching or a melancholy love song) The lady packed some power in her lungs which was heard and how! You can take a bow once again Sunanda Rao-Erdem.

But, kintu, chintu, parantu here’s what’s more interesting, singing in the choir The  Songsters(Director  Patricia  D’Cunha) was my ex-colleague and good friend  Catherine Morris Fernandes (her 3rd performance) and her son Craig Fernandes (his 2nd performance) quiet enviable  but a very happy fact! Thank you Catherine for arranging the tickets and Craig for waiting with them for me outside the auditorium, even as the entire troupe was inside/backstage.


This post Too Verbose for your liking??? Well! Been to an Orchestra so have to have it properly Orchestrated in it now ;-)

Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Who's Loving You......

A question, a statement, a jealous cry, So true and even now a very much at present happening situation, seen all around, more often than not and too familiar for the comfort of  those Mr. Rights! who either never realise, are stuck up, or chicken out, and then say 'If you had only met me earlier' making one wonder what was the Rush and Run for in the first place?


My dear gurl pals hope you aint doin this!  And guys as Russel Peters said in http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-qtrAMK7_Qk BE A MAN!!!


All the Mr. Rights who have done this one thing wrong, Here is the song sung by the Jackson 5  (select the 2nd link)
http://mp3juices.com/search/who's-loving-you-michael-jackson


and here are the lyrics that should say all!


Wheeeeeeen I had you (had you)
I treated you baaaaaaad and wrong my dear
And girl since, since you went away


(chorus)
Don't you know I sit around
With my head hanging down
And I wonder who's lovin' you


I,I,I,I should have never, ever
Ever made you cry
And and girl since yer since you been gone


(chorus)

Don't you know I sit around
With my head hanging down
And I wonder who's lovin' you



Life with out love, huh...
It's oh so lonely
I don't think, I don't think! I'm gonna make it


All my life, all my life baby yeah I've been lost to you only
Come on & take it girl
Come on & take it, because....
All, all I can do, all I can do since you've been gone is cry
And don't you ever wonder or worry your head of what I do


(chorus )

Don't you know I sit around
With my head hanging down
And I wonder who's lovin' you



Who's loving you
who's loving you
I,I,I gotta know yea
I,I,I,I,I wonder
who's loving you
Who loving you,come on baby ohhh oh yea baby
Who's loving you


Oh! oh! oh!
OH YEA
muuuuwah!  eat your heart guys!

And Ahem! Absolutely no apologies to anybody!!!

Friday, June 8, 2012

Monsoon Moods!


Location Home – rains outside, windows open, lace curtains drawn, lighting dim, soft music playing complemented with light waltzing! Waltzing away till the music has died down and the music is being played and heard in the head, which incidentally is resting on the bosom of a beloved! Time is still and you are moving, after some time you don’t know when even you have stopped moving but in your heart and mind the music and the moves continue till when, who knows… who cares….. siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh!!!

LocationOutdoors – just about anywhere – after all belief can make you see things. So there right in the middle of the chock-o-bock traffic congested crossroads! – You are hoping, skipping and jumping in and over puddles all the time humming, singing out loud, dancing and yes! Smiling and waving out and winking at .the motorists and fellow pedestrians or rain revelers!

Then I wonder, why does Rain rhyme with Bane, Gain, Pain and of course Sane?


Mainey jeena hain main jeeungi!

Mainey peena hain main peeyungi!

Kissey pata main maiy ko pee jaati hoon ya maiy mujhey!

Maikhane tak pohonchney sey pehley kya pata main rahoon na rahoon

Zindagi ka safar shuru honey sey pehley kya pata dam nikal jaaye!

Yoon toh jeena hain, bohot kuch dekhna, kar guzar na hain,

Kya pata is maiy aur dum ki aankh micholi mein saali zindagi nikal jaaye!


May the Rain Drops replace the Tear Drops in you life!

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

A day with ex-colleagues and my Whoni @ Tikuji-ni-wadi

Some how for reason's unknown I seem to dig Re-Unions, and that is why am all the while reminding colleagues, ex- colleagues, ex-classmates and batchmates to meet-up, but somehow for reasons best known to them they chat-up but never show up!

Well! so what? as if that was going to stop me. After discussing at least 3 near Re-Unions of Learnet - the company which ceased to exist on 1st August 2007. (yup on my birthday co-incidence or wot), with solid support from Arun Polekar who did the calling, reminding and checking around, we decided on Tikuji-ni-wadi (yeah! the name again is ironic, and I am just not going to say why) 19th May 2012.

The Ayes and Nays happened and we had a list of about 20+ ex-colleagues and colleagues who were to come. The day arose and so did the excuses and regrets. With the result we were just 6 colleagues & Ex-Colleagues and 2 guests.
But as Mahesh my ex-colleague says 'Aaye toh Welcome nahin toh Gardi Kam' well! we the people had to go ahead with our day and we did and how!
Who sayz Fun N Games has an age limit! 



Hot or Cool!












Mermaids! naah! we are the Splash Gurls! 

Rotation and Revolution Explained!

 
No! those are not X-Ray vision glasses! its just the Women in Black (Glasses) going about JLT!!!

Did I say 'Tweet' !
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