Wednesday, April 19, 2006

Radio ga ga

Radio Mirchi is finally here. And with four other private channels in the pipeline Radiocity will have some tough competition. Which should mean better shows, good music, better RJs. More ads! That is one reason why I don't like Radiocity, the only time I listen to the radio is when I commute to office early mornings and in that 45 min journey (1 hour if I am lucky and there is a traffic jam) Radiocity hardly plays a song or two which more often than not is a remix or some other song I hate. So my favorite stations these days are FM Rainbow and Vividh Bharati. The quality sucks but they play good music, MORE music. I have also taken a sudden liking to Kannada music. If only Kannada lyricists stayed away from including Hindi and English words in Kannada songs I'd have nothing to complain. ' Dil kucchu kuchu hogaya, idu yede chucho chucho vishaya' ??? Thats not even correct Hindi, and they make Udit Narayan sing it!!!

Here is my list of favorites
1)Usiraguve Hasiraguve, Maurya
2)Nee Amrithadhare, Amrithadhare
3)Preethi Antha, Excuse me
4)Ba ra, Apthamitra
5)Vidhibaraha, Abhi

But my all time favorite is this song from Appu
Taliban alla alla
Bin laden alwe all
a
Avan hodaddu building ge

Nan hodiddu hrudayakke

Misunderstanding beda

Roughly translated, I am not the Taliban, I am not Bin laden, he aimed at a buliding, I aimed at your heart, I don't want any misunderstanding.

How profound! :))

Saturday, April 15, 2006

Panic

Two weddings in early May and I haven't done any shopping!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Breathe....Inhale...Exhale...

You can handle this situation. You are strong.

Breathe....

Thursday, April 13, 2006

I am tired trying to explain to my friends who are not from Karnataka, why even when somebody dies of natural cause people go crazy and resort to vandalism. News channels referred to the frenzy mob as grief stricken fans, these are not fans but hooligans! Dr. Rajkumar had God like status here but the way his so called fans have reacted is unforgivable. It was painful watching his wife and sons weep uncontrollably after their repeated pleas asking the crowd to clear so that the last rites could be performed, fell on deaf ears. I completely sympathize with them. The most loved Kannada actor of all time deserved a peaceful farewell. I am ashamed at what the city has had to see today.

Monday, April 03, 2006

Looks like Rahul Dravid has been borrowing clothes from Dhoni. On CNN-IBN he was seen in a pink T-shirt and today on NDTV he was wearing a bright blue kurta. Baby,I will forgive you for that, I still love you, watching you talk is almost as fun as watching you play and the look you have when you talk about your son....oh how I adore that! When asked "What would you take off if you won the world cup, your cap, your hanky or your shirt?? his reply was, "If we won the world cup I'd take off anything you want." Way to go Dravid and congratulations on your win today :) For all those who have been wondering who or what a CB 10 is and for people who have tried emulating a CB 10 without even knowing what makes one, Dravid is a perfect example of a CB 10. Heck, he is a CB 11!

Talking about interviews and TV, watch Rendezvous with Simmi Girebal on MTV. Its a spoof on Simmi garewal's painfully boring and weepy show and it runs at the same time as the original. Alternate between the 2 channels and you'll die in a fit of laughter, Cyrus Sahukar as Simmi is incredible! While switching channels (No I don't normally watch her show. But I watch Oprah, you have a problem?) I happened to catch Hritik Roshan's interview with his wife Suzzanne. They are like the cutest celebrity couple. I also realized I am a lot like Hrithik. Now, now, don't get any ideas, I mean as a person I am a lot like he is and Suzzanne is so perfect for him. May be I need a husband like her. I said don't get any ideas. If she were a guy she'd be a CB 10 on my scale.

So there you go, two examples of perfect CBs. I know you cant care any lesser which is why I'll not tell you what CB stands for :p

Friday, March 31, 2006

Along came a strange note

Has something like this ever happened to you? Things like that happen in movies, in books, in episodes of Mad about you but I never thought it could happen in real life to real people. When I read Usha's encounter I had gooseflesh not only because it is an amazing story but because it reminded me of the book I had picked up from Blossoms sometime back. I didnt blog about it then because I wasnt very proud of the book and the note I found was umm, not as nice as the one Usha found. Written on the last page of that book is a note from a 'Benny' and it goes like this

Dear Andy,

This was really good I hope you enjoyed it. How is life in the desert? Things are going well out here. I am loving life at Tres's house and we are having a party this friday. I'm glad that war is being averted and my boys are all still safe.
Later,

Benny

I omitted 2 lines from the note because this is a family blog. It has something to do with 'nights with Allie'

I am no good at deciphering the cryptic clues but I'll say Benny, your handwriting sucks. But you can spell. If you liked this book then you read crap, like I sometimes do when I am done reading classics. And if Andy is going to like it then he isnt much of a reader as well. But the one thing I'd really want to know is, what war are you talking about?? And hey I hope the boys are doing well.

The book is James Patterson's Along came a spider. In my defence I havent read it and I have now hidden the book from my dad who has taken a new interest in reading.
The chances of Benny ever writing back to me are as slim as my mom finding me an Ethiopian llama farmer but at least I cant blame myself now for not trying, like they say "How will you ever win the lottery if you never buy a ticket". I will now wait for strange coincidences to occur.

Tuesday, March 28, 2006

Diwani

"Tune kya kardala, margayi main, mitgayi main, hogayi main teri diwaniiiii, teri diwaniiiiiii"

Love Kailash Khers new song. Love it. Love it. Love it. Love it.

Shot in Hyderabad the video is BEAUTIFUL.

Teri Diwani. Teri Diwani.....

Sunday, March 19, 2006

Looking for my Hero

So everybody I know is getting married. Everybody I know is talking about it. Most single bloggers are blogging about it. I decided to keep my blog 'marriage-talk' free but it seems impossible now. Parents bring up the topic all the time, I usually cut it off with a filmy dialogue like 'So you want to get rid of me?' and then flee before they can even think up a fitting filmy reply.
But when bestest friend, major Punjabi influence in my life, depression-partner, ex-flatmate H came home last week, mom used the opportunity to team up with her and give me a 2 hour lecture on why I should get married. Sitting through it was nothing less than torture for me, though H seemed to enjoy the whole process. The gist of the lecture is something like this, apparently I have run out of time to find my partner, parents always want the best for their kids and they think the right time has arrived for me to marry and all they want from me now are inputs. Inputs as to what I want in a husband so that they can start 'shortlisting'. H at this point added "Aunty she wants to marry a CB". Before mom could realize what she had said, I shushed her. CB was a fictitious character I and another friend created one semi drunken night, who had all qualities we desired in a husband. Any guy we met was then judged on CB scale. We never met a CB 10 which probably explains why both of us are single. I am not even sure I want to marry a CB (or a Mr.Darcy) now. Anyway those are not the inputs my mom is looking for, she needs specifics. Profession, location and the kind. As much as I hate it, the good daughter that I am I will give her what she wants. Heres my list:

Profession: Llama farmer
Location : Ethiopia
Smoking/drinking :don't care
Annual Income :don't care
Family Background :don't care how many brothers or sisters he has, don't care if he stays with parents, brothers and sisters as long as the llamas stay out.

Guess what? There are no llama farmers in Ethiopia. Hehehe. Good luck mom!