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<title><![CDATA[Shailen's Blog]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[personal opinion on events, music, films, t.v.]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[you can call me Al]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[<p>Paul Simon/ you can call me Al</p> <p>A man walks down the street <br />He says why am I soft in the middle, now <br /><font size="5">Why am I soft in the middle <br />The rest of my life is so hard <br />I need a photo-opportunity <br />I want a shot at redemption <br />Don't want to end up a cartoon <br />In a cartoon graveyard <br /></font>Bone digger, bone digger <br />Dogs in the moonlight <br />Far away my well-lit door <br />Mr. Beerbelly, Beerbelly <br />Get these mutts away from me <br />You know I don't find this stuff amusing anymore <br /><br />If you'll be my bodyguard <br />I can be your long lost pal <br />I can call you Betty <br />And Betty, when you call me <br />You can call me Al <br /><br /><font size="5">A man walks down the street <br />He says why am I short of attention <br />Got a short little span of attention <br />And, whoa, my nights are so long <br />Where's my wife and family <br />What if I die here <br />Who'll be my role-model <br />Now that my role-model is <br />Gone, gone <br /></font>He ducked back down the alley <br />With some roly-poly little bat-faced girl <br />All along, along <br />There were incidents and accidents <br />There were hints and allegations <br /><br />If you'll be my bodyguard <br />I can be your long lost pal <br />I can call you Betty <br />And Betty, when you call me <br />You can call me Al <br /><br />Call me Al <br /><br />A man walks down the street <br />It's a street in a strange world <br />Maybe it's the third world <br />Maybe it's his first time around <br />Doesn't speak the language <br />He holds no currency <br />He is a foreign man <br />He is surrounded by the <br />Sound, sound <br />Cattle in the marketplace <br />Scatterlings and orphanages <br />He looks around, around <br />He sees angels in the architecture <br />Spinning in infinity <br />He says Amen! and Hallelujah! <br /><br />If you'll be my bodyguard <br />I can be your long lost pal <br />I can call you Betty <br />And Betty, when you call me <br />You can call me Al <br /><br />Call me Al <br />Na, na na na... <br /><br />If you'll be my body guard, Ooooh <br />I can call you Betty, Ooooh <br />If you'll be my body guard, Ooooh <br />I can call you Betty, Ooooh</p> <p><font size="4">Beatles/ Get Back</font></p> <p><font size="4">Jojo was a man who thought he was a loner<br />But he knew it wouldn't last.<br />Jojo left his home in Tucson, Arizona<br />For some California grass.</font><br /><br /><font size="5">Get back, get back.<br />Get back to where you once belonged<br />Get back, get back.<br />Get back to where you once belonged.<br />Get back Jojo. Go home<br /></font><br />Get back, get back.<br />Back to where you once belonged<br />Get back, get back.<br />Back to where you once belonged.<br />Get back Jo.<br /><br />Sweet Loretta Martin thought she was a woman<br />But she was another man<br />All the girls around her say she's got it coming<br />But she gets it while she can<br /><br />Get back, get back.<br />Get back to where you once belonged<br />Get back, get back.<br />Get back to where you once belonged.<br />Get back Loretta. Go home<br /><br />Get back, get back.<br />Get back to where you once belonged<br />Get back, get back.<br />Get back to where you once belonged.<br />Get back Loretta<br />Your mother's waiting for you<br />Wearing her high-heel shoes<br />And her low-neck sweater<br />Get on home Loretta<br />Get back, get back.<br />Get back to where you once belonged.<br /></p>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[tu dhoop hai, jham se bikhar ... - Tare zameen par]]></title>
<link>http://blog.360.yahoo.com/blog-ISWN7lQic6cifnz9TGiyBqXz?p=140</link>
<description><![CDATA[<p><font size="4">First teacher - "kids have to compete, succeed, make a future"</font></p> <p><font size="4">Another - "hamare vidyalaya ke teen siddhant, lagan, anushaasan, parishram safalta ke teen stambh, sampoorna shiksha ke aadhar "</font></p> <p><font size="4">RAM-  HEIL HITLER !</font></p> <p>---------------------------------------------------------------------</p> <p><font size="3">RAM SHANKAR NIKOOMBH - apko kya lagta hai, uski probem kya hai </font></p> <p><font size="3">MR AVASTHI - problem hai uska raviyaa, hamesha badmashi, tewar hi tewar</font></p> <p><font size="3">RAM - kyoon karta hai voh ye saab, bevakoof hai, alsi hai</font></p> <p><font size="3">MR AVASTHI - ye kaise padh sakta hoon, ye to chinese mein hain !</font></p> <p><font size="3">RAM - dekhiye aap badtameezi kar rahe hain, apka ravaiyaa theek nahi, aap shaitani kar rahe hain ...</font></p> <p><font size="3">---------------------------------------------------------------------</font></p> <p><font size="3">har bachcha apne hisaab se vajan uthata hai, apna vajan uthana der saber seekh hi jata hai</font></p> <p><font size="3">Goal posts change academic success, money, normal (?) family life</font></p> <p><font size="3">-----------------------------------------------------------------------</font></p> <p><font size="4">Taare Zameen Par Title Song (2007) <br />Movie : Taare Zameen Par<br />Music Director: Shankar, Ehsaan &amp; Loy<br />Director: Aamir Khan<br />Producer: Aamir Khan<br />Cast: Aamir Khan, Tanay Chheda, Darsheel Safary<br />Singers: Shankar Mahadevan, Dominique Cerejo, Vivienne</font></p> <p><font color="#4040ff" size="5">Taare Zameen Par</font> </p> <p>Dekho inhein yeh hai onss ki boodein<br />Patto ki goodh mein aasamaan se khude<br />Angdai le phir karwat badal kar<br />Nazuk se moti hasde phishal kar<br />Kho na jayee yeh<br />Taare Zameen par</p> <p>Yeh toh hai sardi mein<br />Dhoop ki kirane<br />Uthre jo aangan ko sunehara sa karne<br />Maan ke andhero ko roshan sa karde<br />Thiturti hatheli ki rangat badal de<br />Kho na jayee yeh<br />Taare Zameen par</p> <p>Jaise aankhon ki debiyan mein neediyan<br />Aur neediyan mein meetha sa sapna<br />Aur sapne mein mil jaye faristha sa koi<br />Jaise rango bhari peechkari<br />Jaise Thitliyan phoolo ki pyari<br />Jaise bina matlab ka pyaara rista ho koi</p> <p>Yeh to asha ki lehra hai<br />Yeh to umeed ki seher hai<br />Khushiyon ki nehar hai<br />Kho na jaye yeh<br />Taare Zameen par</p> <p>Dekho raaton ke sene pe yeh to<br />Jhil mil kisi lao se uge hain<br />Yeh to andiyan ke khushbo hai bhago se beh chale<br />Jaise kaanch mein chudi ke tukde<br />Jaise khile khile phoolon ke mukhde<br />Jaise bansi koi bajaye pedo ke taale</p> <p>Yeh to jhoke hai pawan ke<br />Hai yeh gungroo jeevan ke<br />Yeh to sur hai chaman ke<br />Kho na jayeee<br />Taare Zameen par</p> <p>Mohale ki ronak galiyan hai jaise<br />Khilne ki zid per kaliyan hai jaise<br />Muthi mein masam ki jaise hawaein<br />Yeh hai buzurgo ke dil ki duyaaein<br />Kho na jayeee<br />Taare Zameen par<br />Taare Zameen par</p> <p>Kabhi baatein jaise dadi naani<br />Kabhi chale jaise num num pani<br />Kabhi ban jaye bhole saawalo ki jhadi<br />Sanate mein hasi ke jaise<br />Sune hoton pe khushi ke jaise<br />Yeh to noor hai barse gar pe kismat ho padi<br />Jaise jhil mein lehar aye chanda<br />jaise bheed mein apne ka kandha<br />jaise manmauji nadiya<br />jhaag udaye kuch kahe<br />jaise baithe baithe meethi si jhapki<br />jaise pyar ki dheemi si thapki<br />jaise kaanon mein sargam<br />hardam bajti hi rahe<br />jaise barkha udati hai bundiya…<br />kho na jaaayeeee yehhhh<br />Kho na jaayee yehh<br />kho na jaayee yehh<br />kho na jaayee yehhhh..</p> <p><font color="#4040ff" size="5">Kholo Kholo</font> </p> <p>Kholo kholo darwaze<br />Parde karo kinare<br />Khutey se bandhi hai hawa<br />Mil ke chudao saare</p> <p>Aajao patang leke<br />Apney hi rang leke<br />Aasmaan ka shamiyana<br />Aaj hamein hai sajana</p> <p>Kyun is kadar hairaan tu<br />Mausam ka hai mehmaan tu<br />Duniya sajee tere liye<br />Khud ko zara pehchaan tu</p> <p><font color="#4040ff" size="5">Tu dhoop hain jham se bikhar<br />Tu hai nadee o bekhabar<br />Beh chal kahin ud chal kahin<br />Dil khush jahan teri toh manzil hai wahin</font></p> <p>Kyun is kadar hairaan tu<br />Mausam ka hai mehmaan tu</p> <p>Baasi zindagi udaasi<br />Taazi hasney ko raazi<br />Garma garma saari<br />Abhi abhi hai utaari</p> <p>Oh zindagi to hain batasha<br />Meethi meethi si hai aasha<br />Chakh le rakh le<br />Hatheli se dhak le ise</p> <p>Tujh mein agar pyaas hai<br />Baarish ka ghar bhi pass hai<br />Roke tujhe koi kyon bhala<br />Sang sang tere aakash hai</p> <p>Tu dhoop hain jham se bikhar<br />Tu hai nadee o bekhabar<br />Beh chal kahin ud chal kahin<br />Dil khush jahan teri toh manzil hai wahin</p> <p>Khul gaya aasmaan ka rasta dekho khul gaya<br />Mil gaya kho gaya tha jo sitara mil gaya</p> <p>Roshan hui saari zameen<br />Jagmag hua saara jahaan<br />Oh udne ko tu aazad hai<br />bandhan koi ab hai kahan</p> <p>Tu dhoop hain jham se bikhar<br />Tu hai nadee o bekhabar<br />Beh chal kahin ud chal kahin<br />Dil khush jahan teri toh manzil hai wahin</p> <p>Oh kyun is kadar hairaan tu<br />Mausam ka hai mehmaan tu</p>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[marry in haste, repent in leisure - Jab we met]]></title>
<link>http://blog.360.yahoo.com/blog-ISWN7lQic6cifnz9TGiyBqXz?p=139</link>
<description><![CDATA[<p>do your hearts bidding and you have only yourself to blame,</p> <p>lonely is the place, cold as hell, when things go wrong</p> <p>and there is a SCREAMMMMMMMMMMMMM</p> <p>lucky is a person who has LOVE ...</p> <p></p> <p><font color="#4040ff" size="4">Tum Se Hi <br />Hindi Movie/Album Name: Jab We Met <br />Music: Pritam Chakraborty</font> </p> <p>na hai yeh pana, na khona hi hai <br />tera na hona jane, kyun hona hi hai <br />tum se hi din hota hai, surmaiye shaam aati, tumse hi, tumse hi <br />har ghadi saans aati hai, zindagi kehlati hai, tumse hi, tumse hi <br />na hai yeh pana, na khona hi hai <br />tera na hona jane, kyun hona hi hai </p> <p><br />aankhon mein ankhein teri, bahoon mein baahein teri <br />mera na mujhmein kuch raha, hua kya <br />baaton mein baatein teri, raatein saugatein teri <br />kyun tera sab yeh ho gaya, hua kya <br />main kahin bhi jata hoon, tumse hi mil jata hoon, tumse hi, tumse hi <br />shoor mein khamoshi hai, thodi si behoshi hai, tum se hi, tum se hi </p> <p><br />aadha sa wada kabhi, aadhe se jayada kabhi <br />jee chaahe kar lu is tarah wafa ka <br />chhode na chhoote kabhi, tode na tute kabhi <br />jo dhaga tumse jud gaya wafa ka <br />main tera sarmaya hoon, jo main ban paya hoon, tumse hi, tumse hi <br />raaste mil jaate hai, manzile mil jaati hai, tumse hi, tumse hi <br />na hai yeh paana, na khona hi hai <br />tera na hona jaane kyun hona hi hai</p> <p><font size="4"><font color="#0000ff">Mauja Hi Mauja</font> <br /></font></p> <p>baby when i look into you eyes i see the stars shine <br />baby here you shout, your love has made me so choosy, cooll! </p> <p><br />jag jag sara jag sara nikhar gaya hud pyar ka hawadevich bikhar gaya-4 <br />dil tera hoi jaye apran jul jaye, mar udhle dekho zikhar gaya <br />(hud mauja hi mauja, sham savere, hud mauja hi mauja <br />pyar se tere, hud mauja hi mauja, udthe badi hud, mauja hi mauja) - 2 </p> <p><br />(oh mahi mera sharwat varga, oh mahi tenu gat gat peela <br />oh mahi mera dil menu dei de dil menu dei de, khul ke jeela)- 2 <br />mitide ha se, oh mahi mere aase pase <br />oh mahi mere haad beram huye, dil sare rang huye <br />dil mahi sang huye jidhar gaya <br />hud mauja hi mauja, tera sahare, hud mauja hi mauja <br />hul hulare ud, hud mauja hi mauja, jaan huwa re hud, mauja hi mauja <br />mauja hi mauja, sham savere, hud mauja hi mauja <br />pyar se tere, hud mauja hi mauja, udthe bhadi hud, mauja hi mauja </p> <p><br />(oh mahi mera sone varga, oh mahi tenu cham cham rakna <br />oh mahi mera dil menu dei de dil menu dei de, rajke takna)- 2 <br />kol bhithake, oh mahi tere, sej sajake <br />oh mahi, tere sang mere gal huye, har ek pal huye <br />dil be hal dehko bikhar gaya <br />jag jag sara jag sara nikhar gaya hud pyar ka hawadevich bikhar gaya-4 <br />dil tera hoi jaye apran jul jaye, mar udhle dekho zikhar gaya <br />hud mauja hi mauja, pyar pake, hud mauja hi mauja <br />gul milake, hud mauja hi mauja, everybody now, mauja hi mauja <br />mauja hi mauja, pyar pake, hud mauja hi mauja <br />gul milake, hud mauja hi mauja, everybody now, mauja hi mauja <br /><br /><font color="#4040ff" size="4">Ye Ishq Hai</font> <br /></p> <p>haan hai koi to wajah, to jeene ka maza yuun aane laga <br />yeh hawaaon mein hai kya, thoda sa jo naasha yuun chhaane laga <br />puchho na pucha mujhe kya hua hai, teri raahon mein aakar <br />puchho na pucha mujhe kya milega, teri baahon mein aakar <br />yeh ishq haaye baithe bithaaye, jannat dikhaaye haan <br />o raama, yeh ishq haaye baithe bithaaye, jannat dikhaaye haan </p> <p><br />tode maine saare hi bandhan zamaane tere, todungi na main waada <br />aadha hissa mere to dil ki kahani ka tu piya mein baaki aadha <br />dekho na dekho mujhe hua hai, teri yaadhon mein kho kar <br />puchho na puchho mujhe kya, milega teri baaton mein jeekar <br />yeh ishq haaye baithe bithaaye, jannat dikhaaye haan <br />o raama, yeh ishq haaye baithe bithaaye, jannat dikhaaye haan </p> <p><br />mere jaise laakho mile honge tujhko piya, mujhe to mila tu hi <br />tu hi mere hoton ki khilti huyi si hasi, gila bhi piya tu hi <br />dekho na dekho mujhe kya hua hai, tujhe sapno mein laakar <br />puchho na puchho mujhe kya, hua hai teri baaton mein aakar <br />yeh ishq haaye baithe bithaaye, jannat dikhaaye haan <br />o raama, yeh ishq haaye baithe bithaaye, jannat dikhaaye haan <br />haan hai koi to wajah, to jeene ka maza yuun aane laga <br />yeh hawaaon mein hai kya, thoda sa jo naasha yuun chhaane laga <br />puchho na pucha mujhe kya hua hai, teri raahon mein aakar <br />puchho na pucha mujhe kya milega, teri baahon mein aakar <br />(yeh ishq haaye baithe bithaaye, jannat dikhaaye haan <br />o raama, yeh ishq haaye baithe bithaaye, jannat dikhaaye haan) - 4 <br /><br /></p> <p><font color="#4040ff" size="5">Thriller lyrics</font></p> <p><br />[1st Verse] <br />It's Close To Midnight And Something Evil's Lurking In The Dark <br />Under The Moonlight You See A Sight That Almost Stops Your Heart <br />You Try To Scream But Terror Takes The Sound Before You Make It <br />You Start To Freeze As Horror Looks You Right Between The Eyes, <br />You're Paralyzed</p> <p>[Chorus] <br />'Cause This Is Thriller, Thriller Night <br />And No One's Gonna Save You From The Beast About <br />Strike <br />You Know It's Thriller, Thriller Night <br />You're Fighting For Your Life Inside A Killer, Thriller <br />Tonight</p> <p>[2nd Verse] <br />You Hear The Door Slam And Realize There's Nowhere Left To Run <br />You Feel The Cold Hand And Wonder If You'll Ever See The Sun <br />You Close Your Eyes And Hope That This Is Just <br />Imagination <br />But All The While You Hear The Creature Creepin' Up <br />Behind <br />You're Out Of Time</p> <p>[Chorus] <br />'Cause This Is Thriller, Thriller Night <br />There Ain't No Second Chance Against The Thing With <br />Forty Eyes <br />You Know It's Thriller, Thriller Night <br />You're Fighting For Your Life Inside Of Killer, Thriller Tonight</p> <p>[Bridge] <br />Night Creatures Call <br />And The Dead Start To Walk In Their Masquerade <br />There's No Escapin' The Jaws Of The Alien This Time <br />(They're Open Wide) <br />This Is The End Of Your Life</p> <p>[3rd Verse] <br />They're Out To Get You, There's Demons Closing In On Every Side <br />They Will Possess You Unless You Change The Number On Your Dial <br />Now Is The Time For You And I To Cuddle Close Together <br />All Thru The Night I'll Save You From The Terror On The Screen, <br />I'll Make You See</p> <p>[Chorus] <br />That This Is Thriller, Thriller Night <br />'Cause I Can Thrill You More Than Any Ghost Would Dare To Try <br />Girl, This Is Thriller, Thriller Night <br />So Let Me Hold You Tight And Share A Killer, Diller, Chiller <br />Thriller Here Tonight</p> <p>[Rap Performed By Vincent Price] <br />Darkness Falls Across The Land <br />The Midnite Hour Is Close At Hand <br />Creatures Crawl In Search Of Blood <br />To Terrorize Y'awl's Neighbourhood <br />And Whosoever Shall Be Found <br />Without The Soul For Getting Down <br />Must Stand And Face The Hounds Of Hell <br />And Rot Inside A Corpse's Shell <br />The Foulest Stench Is In The Air <br />The Funk Of Forty Thousand Years <br />And Grizzy Ghouls From Every Tomb <br />Are Closing In To Seal Your Doom <br />And Though You Fight To Stay Alive <br />Your Body Starts To Shiver <br />For No Mere Mortal Can Resist <br />The Evil Of The Thriller</p> <p></p>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[saawariya &amp; fyodor dostoevsky&#39;s white nights]]></title>
<link>http://blog.360.yahoo.com/blog-ISWN7lQic6cifnz9TGiyBqXz?p=138</link>
<description><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">"And was it his destined part </font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Only one moment in his life </font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">To be close to your heart? </font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Or was he fated from the beginning</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">to live for just one fleeting instant, </font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">within the bounds of your heart."</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">Ranbeer raj is a lead singer at the bar, in the part of city where prostitutes do what they do – hustle loneliness, professionally. The bar is not a place you would find in any city, for it exists in the mind of<span> </span>gulabji.</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">"And the waitress is practicing politics</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">As the businessmen slowly get stoned</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">Yes, theyre sharing a drink they call loneliness</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">But its better than drinkin alone</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">Chorus</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">Its a pretty good crowd for a saturday</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">And the manager gives me a smile</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">cause he knows that its me theyve been comin to see</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">To forget about life for a while</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">And the piano, it sounds like a carnival</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">And the microphone smells like a beer</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">And say, man, what are you doin here? " <font color="#4040ff" size="4">(Billy joel/ piano man)</font> </font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">Sakina is the girl of Raj’s affections, who goes away forever, wedded to her beloved saawariya .</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">Struck with grief, Ranbeer, the epitome of a lover dies the day he visits gulabhji, the prostitute with the golden heart.</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">But in gulabji’s heart they will always live on - sakina warm in the love of<span> </span>her saawariya, and Raj boxing it out with grief, offering unblemished love and companionship, loving sakina all his life.</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font color="#4040ff" size="5" face="Times New Roman">“Gham Badhe Aate Hain Qaatil Kee Nigahon Ki Tarah Tum Chupa Lo Mujhe Ae Dosth Gunahon Ki Tarah” </font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">It is also the story of loneliness - A lonely man meets a lonely girl. She is in love with a man whom she does not expect ever to return to her but who continues to occupy her life to the exclusion of any other possible relationships. The lover does return, she is vindicated, and the man who had befriended her and had hoped for her love is left behind, more isolated than before.</font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">Movie : </font><font size="4"><font color="#4040ff">Saawariya - 2007</font></font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">Music Director : Monty Sharma</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">Singer : Shail Hada</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">Lyricists : Sameer</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">Lyrics:</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">Saawariya.. hha hha haa, Saawariya.. hha hha haa,</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">Saawariya, ho Saawariya!</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">Oh dholi mein bithake, sitrao se sajaa ke</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">Zaamane se churake le jaye ga</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">Saawariya.. hha hha haa, Saawariya.. hha hha haa,</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">Saawariya, ho Saawariya</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">Ohhh dholi mein bithake, sitrao se sajaa ke</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">Zaamane se churake le jaye ga</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">ek rooz tera udake jiya</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">Ohh Saawariya.. hha hha haa, ohh Saawariya.. hha hha haa,</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">yehey Saawariya, hho Saawariya</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">udley he he, odley he he</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">uudede hey he he, ohhhdede he he (yodely)</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">Palko ke shaamiyane mein, kwaboon ke har tikane mein</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">Teri hi parchaiya hai, tu tho har lamha yaadon mein hai</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">Teri khamosh pehali nazar ka deewana bana</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">Saawariya.. hha hha haa, Saawariya.. hha hha haa,</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">Saawariya, hh Saawariya</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">Ho dholi mein bithake, sitrao se sajaa ke</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">Zaamane se churake le jaye ga</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">Saawariya<font size="5"><font size="3">..</font><font color="#4040ff">(I wanna be your date tonight)</font></font> hha hha haa,</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">Saawariya.. <font color="#4040ff" size="5">(You wanna be my princess of night)</font> o hha hha haa,</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">Saawariya, <font color="#4040ff" size="5">(I wanna love you my love at first sight, will you be my date tonight)</font> ohhhh Saawariya</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">Saawariya..(I wanna be your date tonight) hha hha haa,</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">Saawariya.. (You wanna be my princess of night) o hha hha haa,</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">Saawariya, (I wanna love you my love at first sight, will you be my date tonight) ohhhh Saawariya</font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></span></p>]]></description>
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<description><![CDATA[<p><u><span style="font-size:18pt; "><font face="Times New Roman">Apoorva - Afraid of Commitment</font></span></u></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">(Apoorva on his first visit to Vaishali, literally Grandeur, a seasoned prostitute)</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">Vaishali- “Kya karega fast food ya muglai, ek dum raja maharajaon ki tarah, samjha beta”. “Aise aaj mera fast food banana ka mood nahi, biryani khayenge huzoor”.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">(Vaishali slaps Apoorva when he tries to kiss her )</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">Vaishali –“Biryani kaha tha burger nahi”.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">(Vaishali afraid her short working life of three or four years at the best, are fast running out, decides Apoorva is the guy who will keep visiting her when business dries up.)</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">Vaishali - “Aaj ke paise tu mat dena”</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">Apoorva – “fir kaise dogi unko paise”</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">Vaishali – “Apni kamai se de doongi”</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">(that night he leaves an absurd amount of money beneath her pillow, signifying the end of relationship)</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">Apoorva – “<span style="font-size:12pt; font-family:'Times New Roman'; ">hum us mod par pahoonch gaye the, jahan se kisi bhi raste par hum ek saath nahi ja sakte the</span>”</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"><font color="#4040ff" size="5">Tere Naam/ kyun kisi ko</font> </font></p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"> <p><br />Ye Pyaar Mein Kyun Hotaa Hai <br />Hun Aa Aa Aa Aa Haan</p> <p>La La La La La La La La La La La, La La La <br /><font size="4">Kyun Kisi Ko Vafaa Ke Badle Vafaa Nahin Milti <br />Kyun Kisi Ko Duaa Ke Badle Duaa Nahin Milti <br />Kyun Kisi Ko Khushi Ke Badle Khushi Nahin Milti <br />Ye Pyaar Mein Kyun Hotaa Hai <br /></font>Ye Pyaar Mein Kyun Hotaa Hai <br />Kyun Kisi Ko Vafaa Ke Badle Vafaa Nahin Milti</p> <p><font size="5">Ishq Kitnaa Rulaaye Saari Duniyaa Bhulaaye <br />Beqaraari Badaaye Chain Ek Pal Na Aaye <br />Log Ishq Mein Kyaa Se Kyaa Hue <br />Mil Gaye Kabhi Phir Judaa Hue <br /></font>Bas Khizaan Mili Is Bahaar Mein <br />Umr Kat Rahi Intazaar Mein.. <br />Kyun Kisi Ko Hansi Ke Badle Hansi Nahin Milti <br />Kyun Kisi Ko Vafaa Ke Badle Vafaa Nahin Milti</p> <p>Aa Aa Aa Aa Aa Aa Aa Aa Aa Aa</p> <p>Ni Dha Ni Sa Sa Ga Re Ma Pa Ga Re Ga Sa <br />Ni Dha Ni Sa Ga Sa <br />Ye Pal Kahin Thahraa Nahin <br />Yaadon Pe To Pahraa Nahin <br />Jab Davaa Se Bhi Zakhm Na Bhare <br />Aise Haal Mein Socho Koi Kyaa Kare <br />Kyun Kisi Ko Khushi Ke Badle Khushi Nahin Milti <br />Kyun Kisi Ko Vafaa Ke Badle Vafaa Nahin Milti <br />Ye Pyaar Mein Kyun Hotaa Hai <br />Ye Pyaar Mein Kyun Hotaa Hai <br />Kyun Kisi Ko Vafaa Ke Badle Vafaa Nahin Milti <br /></font></p>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Dil Dosti Etc - IV]]></title>
<link>http://blog.360.yahoo.com/blog-ISWN7lQic6cifnz9TGiyBqXz?p=136</link>
<description><![CDATA[<font size="3" face="Times New Roman"> <p><font size="5">KINTU’S Thirst for Life, She wants to experience LOVE and she want’s it NOW</font></p> <p><br />(Kintu And Rajesh are alone in the class room. Rajesh is trying to kiss Kintu)<br />Kintu – “What is Sharma Madam’s problem in life. Just because she is a friend of mom’s she thinks she can be bossy”<br />Rajesh- “Tum kaho to sab thik kar dein”<br />Kintu – “Stop it Rajesh”<br />Rajesh - “Grow up Kintu”<br />Kintu – “Stop ! let me go.” “Tum Sab ladke ek jaise hote ho”<br />Sharma Madam (Barging into the classroom) – “Rajesh ! are you bothering Kintu”<br />Rajesh –“No ! madam”.<br />Kintu- “Yes Madam”<br />Sharma Madam – “tumhi ne jyada choot de rakhi hai”<br />(Kintu outside the school with a friend .)<br />Friend – “Kya hua mood kharab hai ?”<br />Kintu – “Haan yaar! Hamesha bas ek hi baat”</p> <p><br />(Another day Kintu and Rajesh are alone the classroom.) <br />Rajesh – “Isme bura kya hai ? aur log nahi karte kya? You are my girlfriend kintu”<br />(Rajesh is in love with the idea of love and does not know what else to do)<br />Kintu (dancing to the tune of filmi song for rajesh) – “thoda sa thahro,<br />karti hun tumse ye waada,<br />hoga pura tumhara irada,<br />mein hun sari ki sari tumhari,<br />fir kahe ko jaldi karo ?”</p> <p> </p> <p>(Kintu and her friends in a washroom on a group date, with Aporva and the other guys waiting outside)<br />Kintu – “Apoorva said he is not into Freddie Uncle Charlie Katie.”<br />First Friend – “Sharif bachcha lagta hai , koi nahi, tu to bigad hi degi”( they giggle together”<br />Second Friend – “Rajesh ko dump karke saab se achcha kiya”<br />Kintu – “Rajesh is so horny you can always feel him.”<br />First Friend – “Yuk!”</p> <p> </p> <p>(Kintu and her friends )<br />Kintu (to her friend) – “Tune achcha bakra pakda hai yaar, Kash! Mera wala bhi kuch karta”.<br />(kintu feeling masterful, in control of the situation)<br />First Friend – “ Rahul, sab sikha dega”<br />Second Friend – “Kya sikha dega”<br />First Friend – “Freddie Uncle Charlie Katie”</p> <p> </p> <p>(Kintu on phone with Apoorva)<br />Kintu – “Ghar aa sakte ho ? padhane.”<br />Apoorva –“Kyon maa ne chai pe bulaya hai?”</p> <p>(Kintu later on dining table with her mother)<br />Ma – “Har baat ko galat samajhti hai tu”<br />Kintu - “Main Apoorva ko phone kar ke kah deti hun, ki aap mat aao”. “ meri ma ko apni beti par bharosa nahi hai” “mum apko kya lagta hai I am sleeping around with people.”<br />Ma – “Kintu! Baith ja ja ke chup karke”</p> <p>(One day while Ma is away shopping, Kintu calls up Apoorva)<br />Apoorva – “Are you scared” <br />Kintu – “No.”<br />Apoorva - “ I care for you , don’t worry I will take care of you”<br />Kintu – “Badtameez”<br />(after having made love )<br />Kintu – “I love you”<br />Apoorva – “I will make a whore out of you”.<br />(Unwittingly Apoorva has stated the epitaph of Kintu’s zest for life. These shallow encounters hurt us, turn us into takers diminishing our capacity to give.)</p> <p><br /><font color="#4040ff" size="5">Bhool Bhulaiyaa (2007)/ hare krishna hare ram</font> <br /></p> <p>Music Director: Pritam Chakraborty <br />Singer: Niraj Shreedhar <br />Lyricist: Sameer</p> <p>Teri Aankhen bhool bhulaiya. <br />Baatein hain bhool bhulaiya. <br />Tere sapnon ki galion mein. <br />I Keep Looin for u baby..</p> <p>Teri Aankhen bhool bhulaiya. <br />Baatein hain bhool bhulaiya. <br />Tere sapnon ki galion mein. <br />U Keep Drivin me so crazy….</p> <p>Dil Mein tu rehti hai….. <br />Betaabi kehti hai……… <br />I Keep prain all day .. all day all night long</p> <p>Hare ram hare ram hare krishna hare ram (4)</p> <p>Tu meri khamoshi hai <br />tu meri madhoshi hai <br />tu mera hai afsana</p> <p>Tu hai awara dhadkan … <br />tu hai is raaton ki tadpan …. <br />Tu hai meri dil Jana</p> <p>Teri zulfon k neeche mere khwabon ki jannat <br />teri bahon mein aak Bechani ko milti raahat <br />my only wish is if i ever ever could make u mine <br />every one is prain with me now all day all night long</p> <p>hare ram hare krishna hare ram (4)</p> <p>Tere wade pe jeena teri kasmon pe marna baki ab kuch na karna <br />chahe jagaya soyaa deewanepan mein khoya <br />duniya se ab kya darna <br />tere ehsason ki gehrai mein dooba rehta <br />tu meri jaan ban jayay har lamha rab se kehta hoon</p> <p>every one is talking about us like ever i do <br />my love is rocking baby common now common</p> <p>Hare ram hare ram hare krishna hare ram</p> <p>Teri Aankhen bhool bhulaiya. <br />Baatein hain bhool bhulaiya. <br />Tere sapnon ki galion mein. <br />I Keep Looin for u baby..</p> <p><font color="#0000ff" size="5">Teri Aankhen bhool bhulaiya. <br />Baatein hain bhool bhulaiya. <br />Tere sapnon ki galion mein. <br />U Keep Drivin me so crazy….</font></p> <p><font color="#0000ff" size="5">Dil Mein tu rehti hai….. <br />Betaabi kehti hai……… <br />I Keep prain all day .. all day all night long</font></p> <p><font color="#0000ff" size="5">Hare ram hare ram hare krishna hare ram (4)</font></p> <p></font> </p>]]></description>
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<description><![CDATA[<p><u><span style="font-size:18pt; "><font face="Times New Roman">JEEVA FIGURES OUT APOORVA</font></span></u></p> <p><u><span style="font-size:18pt; "><span style="text-decoration:none; "><font face="Times New Roman"></font></span></span></u></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">(Jeeva has just broken off from her boyfriend who was cheating on her. Apoorva who has already made love to Vaishali and Kintu needs another notch in his belt to win the bet he has with Sanjay. Apoorva tries to seduce Jeeva.)</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></p> <p><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size:14pt; ">Apoorva</span><font size="3"> – “Hi! Jeeva”.</font></font></p> <p><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size:14pt; ">Jeeva</span><font size="3"> –“Lagta hai tumhara dost Sanjay hi jeetega (student elections)”</font></font></p> <p><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size:14pt; ">Apoorva</span><font size="3"> – “I really admire you for dumping your boy friend .” “ Most people just hang on.” .</font></font></p> <p><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size:14pt; ">Jeeva</span><font size="3"> – “Not that I really had a choice”.</font></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">(Jeeva, literally the urge to live life, is true to her roots. She is ready to commit herself, and wants commitment in return. ) </font></p> <p><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size:14pt; ">Apoorva</span><font size="3"> - “I admire your guts ! among other things” </font></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">(by saying that he is interested in her as a man , apoorva declares his cards)</font></p> <p><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size:14pt; ">Jeeva</span><font size="3"> – “ You just sat there and smiled all this while , now that I have finally figured you out, you turn out to be all SHIT.”</font></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">(Jeeva refers to lack of lack of<span> </span>commitment with Apoorva.) </font></p> <p><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size:14pt; ">Apoorva</span><font size="3"> – “I am sorry!”</font></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">(maintaining the smooth, urbane façade.)</font></p> <p><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size:14pt; ">Jeeva</span><font size="3"> – “Just fuck off!”</font></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">(Jeeva wants to be left alone, she asks Apoorva to go back to his uncommitted ways and walks off.)</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></p>]]></description>
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<link>http://blog.360.yahoo.com/blog-ISWN7lQic6cifnz9TGiyBqXz?p=134</link>
<description><![CDATA[<p><u><span style="font-size:18pt; "><font face="Times New Roman">PRERNA AND HER REASON</font></span></u></p> <p><u><span style="font-size:18pt; "><span style="text-decoration:none; "><font face="Times New Roman"></font></span></span></u></p> <p><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size:14pt; ">(Prerna’s) Dad</span><font size="3"> – “Hey this is nothing ! imagine yourself walking down a ramp in a swim suit when a thousand eyes are watching you “. “It is not easy ! beta”. “You just walk with poise and confidence, like you would walk in an evening gown”.</font></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">(Papa life holds out a seducing vision of future. Junior Life wants to live the allure of future held out to it as a promise.)</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></p> <p><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size:14pt; ">Sanjay</span><font size="3"> – “Jindagi mein aage badhna hai to chauke mein khaana banane wali to nahi chalegi na !” </font></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">(Progressive image of woman had seduced Sanjay, he wanted to be Modern. </font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">When the modern (sic) woman confronts him in a two piece bikini he brandishes his power over her.)</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></p> <p><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size:14pt; ">Sanjay</span><font size="3"> – “Maine kaha na nahi chahiye ye sab.” “Arey ghar wale kya kahenge”.</font></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">(Sanjay still wedded to absent kinship’s morals)</font></p> <p><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size:14pt; ">Prerna</span><font size="3"> – “You are such a babe”. “I can’t do the swimsuit round in a sari!”. “No one is going to rape me there, they might just jerk off!”</font></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">(Sanjay holding a gun to Prerna’s belly, the symbol of hunger, womanhood and much else.) </font></p> <p><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size:14pt; ">Sanjay</span><font size="3"> - “Uda dein !”. “Uda dein ! kya?”.</font></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">(The same authority, the power that had attracted Prerna to<span> </span>Sanjay in the first place sickens her. She rebels against the medieval chauvinism and shares her turmoil with a kindred soul Apoorva.) </font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></p> <p><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size:14pt; ">Prerna</span><font size="3"> – “Kahin aur chalein is shor se door, ? ” “I don’t understand this, Sanjay jeet bhi jaye to mujhe khushi nahi hogi ”</font></font></p> <p><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size:14pt; ">Apoorva</span><font size="3"> – “Do you love him? ” </font></font></p> <p><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size:14pt; ">Prerna</span><font size="3"> – “I am no longer sure, but I don’t want to hurt him.” “God damn it ! One fine mess I have got myself into”</font></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">(One thing leads to another and she seeks out Apoorva to assert her independence, perhaps or maybe he was just there when she needed to work out her emotions. With Sanjay dead Prerna and Apoorva never get together.)</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></p> <p><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size:14pt; ">Apoorva</span><font size="3"> – “I guess two cynics never make an optimist” </font></font></p> <p><font color="#4040ff" size="5" face="Times New Roman">Roxette - The Look Lyrics </font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">1-2-3-4 <br />Walking like a man, hitting like a hammer <br />She's a juvenile scam, never was a quitter <br />Tasty like a raindrop, she's got the look <br />Heavenly bound cos heaven's got a number <br />When she's spinning me around, kissing is a colour <br />Her loving is a wild dog, she's got the look </font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">She's got the look (she's got the look) <br />She's got the look (she's got the look) <br />What in the world can make a brown-eyed girl turn blue <br />When everything I'll ever do I'll do for you <br />And I go la la la la la <br />She's got the look </font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">Fire in the ice, naked to the T-bone <br />Is a lover's disguise, banging on the head drum <br />Shaking like a mad bull, she's got the look <br />Swaying to the band, moving like a hammer <br />She's a miracle man, loving is the ocean <br />Kissing is the wet sand, she's got the look </font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">She's got the look (she's got the look) <br />She's got the look (she's got the look) <br />What in the world can make a brown-eyed girl turn blue <br />When everything I'll ever do I'll do for you <br />And I go la la la la la <br />She's got the look </font></p> <p><font size="5" face="Times New Roman">Walking like a man, hitting like a hammer <br />She's a juvenile scam, never was a quitter <br />Tasty like a raindrop, she's got the look <br />And she goes.... </font></p> <p><font size="5" face="Times New Roman">Na na na na na...... <br />She's got the look <br /></font></p>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Dil Dosti Etc - I]]></title>
<link>http://blog.360.yahoo.com/blog-ISWN7lQic6cifnz9TGiyBqXz?p=133</link>
<description><![CDATA[<p><u><span style="font-size:18pt; "><font face="Times New Roman">LIFE’S PROTAGONISTS</font></span></u></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">Who killed Sanjay ? Did he kill Himself ? </font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">He had the same name as Sanjay, the wise seer of krukshetra, and his life itself became the kurukshetra, which he lost.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">Sanjay, a student leader who had his middle class values intact.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">Sanjay whose muse was Prerna, literally inspiration, the south delhite babe who was an aspiring model, sorry ! super model, the done thing, for someone like her.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></p> <p><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size:14pt; ">Prerna</span><font size="3"> -<span> </span>“Dad ! what are your impressions of my friends ?”</font></font></p> <p><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size:14pt; ">Dad – </span><font size="3">“ I</font><span style="font-size:14pt; "> </span><font size="3">really like</font><span style="font-size:14pt; "> </span><font size="3">apoorva , he is polished, understated, charming”.</font></font></p> <p><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size:14pt; ">Prerna</span><font size="3"> – “And Sanjay ?”</font></font></p> <p><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size:14pt; ">Dad</span><font size="3"> – “ Sanjay ! he has got his middle class values intact.”</font></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">It was a case of like recognizing like. Apoorva , literally without a parallel, lived for the moment. He had it all, class, wealth , old world charm. He didn’t need anything , yet his lack of commitment, his empty shell of a life, drove him to search meaning in arms of<span> </span>Vaishali, a prostitute, kintu, a girl in high school and Prerna, two kindred souls working out the contradictions of life in an act, an itch, that had no meaning for them.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></p> <p><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size:14pt; ">Sanjay</span><font size="3"> – “Darwaza kholo !, darwaza kholo nahi to tod denge, Apoorva! darwaza kholo”</font></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">(Apoorva and Prerna caught in the act, their only regret, the inconvenience of<span> </span>having to demolish sanjay’s middle class notions, the botheration of it, open the door)</font></p> <p><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size:14pt; ">Prerna</span><font size="3"> - <span></span>“Tamasha mat karo !”</font></font></p> <p><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size:14pt; ">Sanjay </span><font size="3">– “Chup kar! Saali, Randi !</font></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">(With just one word, whore, the male ego had leaped over the reality of a woman, her reasons, what sanjay couldn’t digest was betrayal of male bonding, male friendship.)</font></p> <p><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size:14pt; ">Apoorva</span><font size="3"> – “Chill ! Sanjay , it meant nothing”</font></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">(Apoorva, is life living itself out, the moments spent with prerna felt so right, yet now that the moment had spent itself they were without meaning, his bonding with sanjay could go on if only sanjay could transcend the betrayal, to be fair to Apoorva, he was giving sanjay a chance only sanjay was too stuck in the mud, conservative. )</font></p> <p><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size:14pt; ">Sanjay</span><font size="3"> – “Nothing! It means nothing! Apoorva”. “It isn’t that simple you bastard !” <span></span></font></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">“Hamare rishtey, hamare jasbaat, hamari dosti, Kuch mayne nahi rakhte ?” </font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">(Sanjay lost in his pain, comes in front of a bus and dies. With him a part of Apoorva died, as life loses anytime any one of us loses, yet <span></span>life moves on, it is the only survivor.)</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></p> <p><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size:14pt; ">Apoorva</span><font size="3"> – “<span style="font-size:12pt; font-family:'Times New Roman'; ">I lost a part of me the day Sanjay died”. “I wonder what really killed Sanjay ?”. “The bus, the betrayal, was it me, or was it Sanjay himself”. “The question will always haunt me</span>”.</font></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">And again</font></p> <p><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size:14pt; ">Apoorva</span><font size="3"> – “Three things were clear – One Sanjay was dead. Two I had survived. Three</font></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">I was still searching for love.”</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">(The curse of being a survivor , with each death you die a little, till you cannot die anymore, and just leave a tired body behind.)</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></p> <p><span style="font-size:18pt; color:#3366ff; "><font face="Times New Roman">Dum Laga Dum Laga/ dil dosti etc</font></span></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">Chaska Par Taala Lagta Nahi.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">Bheja Yeh Saala Sunta Nahi.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></p> <p><strong><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">Chaska Par Taala Lagta Nahi, Toh Kya Kare?</font></font></strong></p> <p><strong><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">Bheja Yeh Saala Sunta Nahi, Toh Kya Kare?</font></font></strong></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></p> <p><strong><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman">Sir Pe Chadha Hai</font></span></strong></p> <p><strong><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman">Yeh Jid Pe Ada Hai</font></span></strong></p> <p><strong><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman">?Keeda Laga Re Laga…..</font></span></strong></p> <p><strong><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman">Dum Laga Dum Laga…. Laga Re Dhakka Re…</font></span></strong></p> <p><strong><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman">Dum Laga Dum Laga…. Laga Re Dhakka Re…</font></span></strong></p> <p><strong><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman">Dum Laga Dum Laga…. Laga Re Dhakka Re…</font></span></strong></p> <p><strong><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman">Dum Laga Dum Laga…. Laga Re Dhakka…</font></span></strong></p> <p><strong><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman"></font></span></strong></p> <p><strong><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman">Chaska Par Taala Lagta Nahi…..</font></span></strong></p> <p><strong><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman">Padhane Likhane Ko Ghar Waalone Bheja Tha Humko</font></span></strong></p> <p><strong><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman">Tudes Banane Rat Rat Ke….</font></span></strong></p> <p><strong><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman">Yaaron Fat Gaye Hum To…. Apana Kuch Nahi Hoga</font></span></strong></p> <p><strong><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman">Kaun Saala Panga Lega Kis Mein Itna Dum Hai</font></span></strong></p> <p><strong><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman">Is Shaher Ke Naye Collector Papa Paincho Hum Hain!</font></span></strong></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">Sir Pe Chadha Hain</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">Yeh Jid Pe Ada Hain</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">?Keeda Laga Re Laga…..</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">Dum Laga Dum Laga…. Laga Re Dhakka Re…</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">Dum Laga Dum Laga/ Dil Dosti Etc</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">Dum Laga Dum Laga…. Laga Re Dhakka Re…</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">Dum Laga Dum Laga…. Laga Re Dhakka Re…</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">Dum Laga Dum Laga…. Laga Re Dhakka…</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></p> <p><strong><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman">Baar Baar Hum Pyaar Pyaar Me Maar Kyun Khaate Hain?</font></span></strong></p> <p><strong><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman">Frustrate Hokar Nile Filme Dekhane Kyun Jaate Hain?</font></span></strong></p> <p><strong><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman">? Pyar Nahi Hain Tuzko Pandit, Kuch Toh Hain Bimari,</font></span></strong></p> <p><strong><span style="font-size:14pt; "><font face="Times New Roman">Abe Professor Ke Saali Ko Aankh Kisane Maari?</font></span></strong></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">Sir Pe Chadha Hain</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">Yeh Jid Pe Ada Hain</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">?Keeda Laga Re Laga…..</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">Dum Laga Dum Laga…. Laga Re Dhakka Re…</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">Dum Laga Dum Laga…. Laga Re Dhakka Re…</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">Dum Laga Dum Laga…. Laga Re Dhakka Re…</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">Dum Laga Dum Laga…. Laga Re Dhakka…</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">Sutta Ke Jugad Me Aadhi Raat Nikalte Hain</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">Deshprem Me Talli Hokar Desi Daaru Peete Hain,</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">Abe Shakspeare Ke Aulaad, Pauva Piya Kar</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">Kaun Saala Panga Lega Kis Mein Itna Dumm Hai</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">Is Shaher Ke Naye Collector Papa Paincho Hum Hain!</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">Sir Pe Chadha Hain</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">Yeh Jid Pe Ada Hain</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">Keeda Laga Re Laga….Dum Laga Dum Laga…. Laga Re Dhakka Re…Dum Laga Dum Laga…. Laga Re Dhakka Re…?Dum Laga Dum Laga…. Laga Re Dhakka Re…?Dum Laga Dum Laga…. Laga Re Dhakka…</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">Chaska Par Taala Lagta…Chup Be Fosle, Frustrated One Sided Lover’S Association!!!!</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"></font></p> <p></p>]]></description>
<pubDate>Fri, 02 Nov 2007 14:18:41 GMT</pubDate>
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<title><![CDATA[myth of talent]]></title>
<link>http://blog.360.yahoo.com/blog-ISWN7lQic6cifnz9TGiyBqXz?p=132</link>
<description><![CDATA[<p><font size="4">talent or lack of it then is a myth, the only material truth is that commodity fetishism is the ONLY FAITH. commodities, appear to have a life and movement of their own to which humans and their behavior merely adapt. Talent or lack of it is the ability or inability to adapt.</font> </p> <p>Marxists use the phrase “existence precedes consciousness.” — social context takes precedence over innate behavior.</p> <p>i will use a slightly different term "<font size="5">consciousness loses to existence</font>"</p> <p><font color="#4040ff" size="5">The Doors / Stoned Immaculate</font></p> <p><br />I'll tell you this...<br />No eternal reward will forgive us now<br />For wasting the dawn.<br />Back in those days everything was simpler and more confused<br />One summer night, going to the pier<br />I ran into two young girls<br /><font size="4">The blonde one was called Freedom<br />The dark one, Enterprise<br /></font>We talked and they told me this story<br />Now listen to this...<br />I'll tell you about Texas radio and the big beat<br />Soft driven, slow and mad<br />Like some new language<br />Reaching your head with the cold, sudden fury of a divine messenger<br /><font size="4">Let me tell you about heartache and the loss of god<br />Wandering, wandering in hopless night<br /></font>Out here in the perimeter there are no stars<br />Out here we is stoned<br />Immaculate. </p> <p><br /> <br /></p>]]></description>
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