Sunday, July 26, 2009

another rocking one...

Pehli Baar Mohabbat by Mohit Chauhan (OST - Kaminey). A nice song with a soft rock genre.

Here It is :

from Led Zeppelin to Kailash Kher

Music not only makes the singer(s) famous but places as well; specially, when the song is based on a particular place. Led Zeppelin's song Kashmir must have carried the name of the paradise on earth to people who did not know such a place exist in the world. Ofcourse, Kashmir is already famous for the dispute between India & Pakistan which makes it famous for the wrong reasons. Just heard a song from our own Indian singer Kailash Kher's new album Kailasa Chaandan Mein. Its called Bheeg Gaya Mera Mann (Cherrapunjee). Its a nice song with a Sufi genre. Now, many people in our country itself won't know what is Cherrapunjee ? Cherrapunjee is the wettest place in the planet earth. Its a place 60 KM from Shillong (my birth place) and that's why it make me more enthusiastic about it. I am sure many people will do some Google to know what Cherrapunjee means [ if they don't know already :-( ] after listening this song. That's the power of music. The lyrics of the song is awesome too !!!

Listen & Sing Along...

Teekhi teekhi nakuli si boondein
Behke behke se baadal uneende
Geet gaati hawa mein
Gungunaati ghataa mein
Bheeg gaya mera mann

Ho mastiyon ke ghoont pee
Shokiyon mein tair jaa
Ishq ki galiyon mein aa
In palon mein ther jaa
Rab ka hai yeh aaina
Shakla haan isko dikha
Zindagi gudh daud hai
Do ghadi le le mazaa

Chamke chamke yeh jharno ke dhaare
Pal mein malmal se padti fuhaare
Ped hai manchale se
Patte hai chulbule se
Bheeg gaya mera mann

Dagmagaati chandni
Has rahi hai josh mein
Aur patange gaa rahe
Raag maal kos mein
Banke naache behaaya
Besharam pagli hawa
Zindagi milke gale
Has rahi de de dua
Barse barse re ambar ka paani
Jisko pee pee ke dharti deewani
Khil khilane lagi hai
Muskurane lagi hai
Bheeg gaya mera mann

Thursday, July 23, 2009

a wish then, a reality now

15 - 16 years ago, when I was in school, I had just seen computers in TV or in magazines. My school didn't have computer as it was a luxury item then and only rich schools had it. But I had collected a lot of information about computer, how does it work, its components ... blah blah. Those days, when I used to write class notes or do home work, I imagined what if I have a computer and I just type in the question and it gives me the answer. But, as per information I collected, I knew that it was not possible. Computer could do only something which you instruct it to do. But, a decade after, this hypothesis no longer is valid. Now computer can do anything. Ask it anything, it will answer. I just recollected these things, because today I had to check if 437 is a prime number for one of my work items. I was too lazy to write a program or a script to do it. So, I typed into google "Is 437 a Prime Number ?" And, yes I was presented with a handful of results. One of them correctly states 437 is not a prime number. 19 multiplied by 23 yields 437. I stared at my workstation and with a sigh said... Wish you were there then !!! Writing notes would have been real fun...

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Like Something the Lord Made...

It's one of those movies which pass such a strong message that you kept on thinking about the plot of the movie again and again. Something the Lord Made , a movie about the legendary black cardiac pioneer Vivien Thomas and his complex and volatile partnership with white surgeon Alfred Blalock, the world famous "Blue Baby doctor" who pioneered modern heart surgery.

The movie tells about being wild and ambitious and having the guts to do things against the conventional way. It again tells about loving your work, not caring much about the recognition. At the end of the journey, nothing can stop one's work getting recognized. How, a young guy, educated just past the high school, without attending any school of medicine, with his determination, dedication, aspirations and love of his work became one of the pioneers in modern heart surgery. The excellent skills, ideas which this guy possessed and how he struggled the then war of body color, and the way he excelled, it can only be said as Like Something the Lord Made...

Read more Here.

Saturday, July 4, 2009

Legally Gay

So, it took almost 62 years for independent India to give equality status to homosexuals. Delhi High Court verdict for legalizing homosexuals and repulsion of Section 377 of the Indian Penal Code (IPC) was a positive move taken by otherwise hypocrite Indian law makers. Kudos to that. However, only time will tell how many more years it takes for completely getting away with the social stigma attached with homosexuality.

I was not aware about the exact meaning of Section 377 of IPC till a few days ago. I was taken aback by knowing what it actually states.

Section 377. Unnatural offences

Whoever voluntarily has carnal intercourse against the order of nature with any man, woman or animal, shall be punished with imprisonment for life, or with imprisonment of either description for term which may extend to ten years, and shall also be liable to fine.

Explanation: Penetration is sufficient to constitute the carnal intercourse necessary to the offence described in this section.

So, under this section, oral, anal and even digital penetration among consensual adult heterosexuals is prohibited. Because its against the order of nature ? What a crap !!! Anyways, finally our lawmakers woke up and repelled 377. Its better late than never.

Friday, July 3, 2009

Khamakha bewajah Khwaab Bunta raha ...

Now that's what I call the magic of Mohit's voice. One of my favorite singers... And, his latest offering is Tune Jo Na Kaha from OST of New York.

Sing Along...

Ummm hmm umm hmm
Ummm hmm umm hmm

Tune jo na kaha
Mein woh sunta raha
Khamakha bewajah Khwaab Bunta raha

Tune jo na kaha
Mein woh sunta raha
Khamakha Bewajah Khwaab Bunta raha

Jaane kiski humein lag gayi hai nazar
Is Shehar mein Na apna tikana raha
Koi chaht se na ab apni chalta raha

Khamakha bewajah Khwaab Bunta raha
Dard phele se hai jyaaada
Khud se phir yeh vaada
Khamosh Nazrein Rahein Bezubaan

Abb Na pehli si baatein hai
Bolo to Lab thartharatein hai
Raaz yeh dil ka na ho baiyan
Hoga na ab asar humpe nahin
Hum safar mein to hai Humsafar hai nahi

Door jaata raha Paas aata raha
Khamakha bewajah Khwaab Bunta raha

Aaya woh phir Nazar aise
Baat chidne lagi phir se
Aankhon mein chubhta kal ka dhuan

Haal tera na humsa hai
Is khushi mein kyon gumsa hai
Basne laga kyon phir woh jahan
Woh jahan dur jis se gaye the nikal
Phir se aankhon mein karti hai jaise pehal

Lambha beeta hua ,Dil Dukhata raha
Khamakha bewajah Khwaab Bunta raha

Tune jo na kaha
Mein woh sunta raha
Khamakha bewajah Khwaab Bunta raha

Jaane kiski humein lag gayi hai nazar
Is Shehar mein Na apna tikana raha
Koi chahat se abb apni chalta raha

Bhuj gai Aag thi Daag Jalta raha......

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

The Salary Song...

I remember, when I was a kid, 1st of every month felt so special. Dad used to get sweets for us and if its not a Thursday then we will have a delicious dinner with non vegetarian menu. It doesn't really mean that on other days we never had sweets or good dinner, but there was something special for 1st day of the month. The custom continued throughout my stay in my native place. And, this song reminds me of those days.

hmmm... that was it

I woke up at around 6:20 AM. 6:30 AM to 7:00 AM was my slot to attend nature's call, to brush my teeth and to take a shower. I had to be ready by 7:30 AM and to catch the bus at 7:45 AM. I reached there by 8:30 AM. I was so confused about just everything. I followed the crowd there, as everybody was doing. I bought my breakfast, and in the cafeteria met some familiar faces. My day started at 9 AM, with a lunch break at 12:30 PM. The day was very very hectic. Paperwork, introducing myself and getting acquainted with the new processes that I had to follow for the next 50 odd days. The day ended at around 8PM in the night and finally reached back by 9PM. The same schedule was supposed to start next day again and then again ... and again.
Yes, that was 5 years ago. I joined TATA Consultancy Services and was in Trivandrum for the Initial Learning Programme for 50 days or so. It was the day, when I started my professional life and 5 years have now passed. Except for earning a few lacs of rupees every year, I think I have not done anything significant in these 5 years. Life just passed by and as a sheep in a flock, I was just following the pace, not really knowing where I am heading. Its true that other side of the hill is always green, but I think some of my friends , batch mates did significantly well in these 5 years, but I think, I have not done anything great. Just paid a few lacs of rupees to the society, not knowing if the money really got used for some good cause or just got wasted in the hands of politicians and law makers. I dont repent about not doing anything great in the last 5 years, but sometimes I feel sad that I really wasted some of my vital years of life. It might be I dont know what I want to do in life. And, I know this gonna continue...