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26 November 2011

The Complete Lack of Yaadon ki Baraat

Ian Fleming wrote "Once is happenstance. Twice is coincidence. Three times is enemy action." Not for dustedoff and me, however. Our acquaintance goes back to 2000 when both of us wrote for a then-popular webzine. Years later, I landed up on her blog through very convoluted means, only to discover she's the same person I'd corresponded with off and on almost a decade earlier. 

The coincidences didn't stop there. For some odd reason, we have been writing on identical subjects, sometimes simultaneously. We have published posts which has had the other person commenting that they had thought of a similar theme / review the previous night. We have published lists of songs only to find that the other has published a review of the film from which the songs were taken. Or vice versa. We have been guilty of submitting the videos of the same songs on others' blogs - somewhere, our trajectories meet, part, meet again. We have also incurred a fair bit of teasing on that account. We have been called twins, soul sisters, and probably a whole lot of other things that we do not know about. (Thankfully!)

So, we thought, why fight it? Why not embrace our similarities of thought and action?

Yet, that wasn't enough for us, fans as we were of Hindi films and its tropes. In the best traditions of Hindi film scripts, we needed to have something linking us, physically. Tattoos (the most common identifying factor) were out, since I have a dread of needles and a very low threshold for pain. We did have the same wooden salad fork and spoon to wave around if necessary, only dustedoff's mother threw their pair out. So, what could we do? pacifist, a long-time blog reader of dustedoff's suggested we wave chaku-churis around the streets of Delhi (or Massachusetts) but dustedoff didn't think that would work. So, when Harvey suggested we should have a song, we jumped at the suggestion. It was as hoary a tradition in Hindi films as tattoos (and a darn sight less painful). 

Bingo!

Now, who would write the song for us? I'm very bad at poetry, and by extension, lyrics. So, I looked around me for inspiration. A-ha! I did have a resident poet. My husband. He had even written a couple of laments that I'd posted on this blog before. So I did the the only thing I could. As punishment for lamenting so much, I asked him to write a song for us. (Actually, dustedoff suggested that I commission my husband to write a song, but it sounds better this way.) It's been more than three weeks since I originally asked and he kept putting it off (work interferes with all important things in life), until I gave him a deadline on Tuesday [I want it now!). I got it. :)]

 "It's the best I could come up with under the deadlines," he said; but I think it's a pretty good best. I have this strange feeling that he's missed his true calling, but he says he likes engineering. Peculiar chap.

Because Harvey had so much to do with us adopting a song as our means of identification, he will be pleased to know that his fame will soon be spread far and wide.

And now, we are all set to be separated, dustedoff and I (only after we learn the song by rote, though. Anyone want to help us set this to music?)

Therefore, without much ado, let's move on to:


The complete lack of Yaadon ki Baraat a.k.a. 'Our Song'.

We are two soul sisters, our thoughts are so similar
If we weren't quite strangers, we'd be so familiar
With each other. Neighbours separated by an ocean,
two continents, some rivers, and so forth...
One born in the south, the other in the north.

Refrain: Sister, Sister
         Do you remember
         anything at all?
         How we never,
         ever
         played together...
         No, no, not at all.      

We followed our families around, never meeting each other
Each resigned to the wanderlust of our peripatetic fathers
But we knew that the other existed, separated as we were at birth
Though we weren't born together, each existed on this earth.

Refrain: Sister, Sister
         Do you remember
         anything at all?
         How we never,
         ever
         played together...
         No, no, not at all.

We have caught glimpses of each other through exchanged words
A shared interest in movies, some of them absurd...
Old Hindi films and wide-eyed heroines,
those bombshells as explosive as tri-nitro-toluene

Refrain: Sister, Sister,
         Do you remember
         anything at all?
         How we never,
         ever
         played together...
         No, no, not at all.

We write on topics that are sometimes identical
We find our thoughts are so coincidental
We don't look like each other, how would we know?
We've never met but we know that we know
We are different somehow.

Refrain: Sister, Sister,
         Do you remember
         anything at all?
         How we never,
         ever 
         played together...
         No, no, not at all.

At some point no doubt, we are fated to meet
We shall know each other perhaps, by the arch of our brow
Or the shoes on our feet.
Or will it be by this song that we sing , this marvellous refrain
We composed it together, we hope not in vain.

Refrain: Sister, Sister,
         Do you remember
         anything at all?
         How we never,
         ever
         played together...
         No, no, not at all.

There is a villain in this piece who is apparently called harvey
Who has threatened to put an end to this harmoneeee...
He is the good banker 'harvey the third'
Who likes his cocktails, (shaken not stirred)
His appearance will be denoted by a D minor chord
He will provide banknotes by the hoard
To split up this soul sisterly business
And continue to soldier on as His Sole Crustiness...

He does not like duos or trios or twins
He believes in the singleness of hims
But his efforts will come to nought and fail
So let us sing our song and enjoy  cider ale.

Refrain: Sister, Sister,
         Do you remember
         anything at all?
         How we never,
         ever
         played together...
         No, no, not at all.
         But 'tis the season to be jolly
         Fa la la la la la la la
         Let us now jump on harvey
         Fa la la la la la la la ...
©Sadanand Warrier 2011

(I hope Lalitha is happy I have taken her complaint to heart - and NOT published another film review. After all, I do not want to be responsible for the Jairam household not getting their dosas or getting stuck with dirty dishes, do I?) 

82 comments:

  1. I LOVE this! I am laughing over the "His Sole Crustiness" and the "know each other perhaps, by the arch of our brow Or the shoes on our feet." - reminds me of Missiamma or Miss Mary, and "bombshells as explosive as tri-nitro-toluene", and last but not least, "Let us now jump on harvey
    Fa la la la la la la la ..."
    Thank you for not doing another film review, which would have meant a further postponing of dosas and dirty dishes in favor of watching the movie, and do convey my thanks to your hubby for the ditty.

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  2. I'm glad this post made doing dishes less of a drudgery. :) For all I know, Sadu had Miss Mary in mind when he wrote those lines! Meena Kumari was his favourite actress. I'll pass on your thanks to him.

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  3. Thank God, I was neither eating nor drinking, while reading this, otherwise I would have needed a new keyboard. But that might not be a bad idea, since the bottom of my keyboard looks like as if it has a food cycle of its own down there.

    When I first started reading your song. I was picturising myself singing this song like a wandering mendicant a singing the glories of your soul-sistership, like
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6bVuxhTHp6E

    But after reading ahead, I encounter my own name! Baap re, all my sapna tuut gaya
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uBQ60nKcZPg

    No more free rides and wandering around.This means subah aur sham kam hi kam and no pyaar ka naam!
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bGs0xOjcMvc

    Although I know that all this work is not leading me anywhere. no money and no gaana
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f5Hi-PzEmbA

    Hey but I am a banker and have loads of money and I get to play the william, ah sorry villain!
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z8jPVoRe-kM

    Thanks for the word, crustiness. Didn't know what it meant. Had to look it up. Fits me to a T! *snarl*

    You have a gem of a husband! Such a talent! Regards to Mr. Ever-Happy (Sadanand)! My maternal uncles, my mother' brother and my mother's sister's husband, both were called Sadanand!
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xV8sRmgHp-g

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  4. And on a philosophical note to end the comment above:
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=by8RB4U4khs

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  5. I like your musical response, harvey. When I first read the refrain to Our Song (hereafter to be referred to in Capital Letters), this is the song that came to my mind.

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NpC-dZpD7eI

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  6. Nice touch bringing in Johnny Walker; ab agar aap Shammi Kapoor ko bhi laate to...

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  7. I wasn't as lucky as Harvey - I was in the middle of drinking my coffee and you (or your husband) owe me a new keyboard. In fact, I think your husband's 'laments' should now come with a disclaimer in bold letters - 'Please avoid eating or drinking while reading this post.'

    It's hilarious, and I can just visualise the sight of the two of you singing this on the misty Delhi streets or the foggy Boston ones. :)

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  8. Hilarious!
    Just hilarious!
    How thoughtful of you to put this on and not the ladies version. This is a hoot!
    Love you!
    But all glory to Our Song!

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  9. I am another person who needs a new keyboard! Sridhar is right - you really need to post warning signs when you post your husband's verses. By the way, I LOVED your intro - especially the part where you were thankful you didn't know what else you were called... I also liked your aside to Lalitha :))

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  10. My husband said to say that he has a few old keyboards lying around, and you're welcome to them. He also said to say 'Dear Sridhar, fasting is good for the soul'. :)

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  11. Okay, one more keyboard coming right up. I will definitely post disclaimers above all my husband's future posts.

    And thank you so much for noticing my intro. I was beginning to turn a beautiful shade of green. :)

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  12. This is the work of a genius. Bravo Sadanand. Girls.. enjoy your bonding. Soul sisters are hard to find.

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  13. Hey you guys tone it down - he's going to be impossible to live with!

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  14. Oh. My. God. I simply ADORE this! I've never had a better anything - interview, review, article, whatever - about me that I loved more. What an absolute hoot. :-) Sadanand is a gem (and what's the big deal about him being an engineer - half the writers/poets/artists in Hindi films have another profession!). Oh, and Anu, your intro is just perfect. I'm still grinning and glowing about this post.

    Now harvey, you and I need to meet up and sing a song. We've missed the last Purna Kumbh mela (it was held in 2010 in Haridwar, according to wikipedia), but I guess we can manage somewhere else.... where we can have coffee (and cocktails - shaken, not stirred - for harvey) before we conveniently get separated in fulfillment of the prophecy). :-D

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  15. Madhu, I was just telling Sadhu that the one person whom I wanted to read this, hadn't, and then your comment pops up! It is a hoot, isn't it? That's what I told him when he sent it to me yesterday - it was brilliant! I'm so glad you liked it as much as I did!

    Yes, yes, yes, forget Kumbh Mela, poorn or otherwise! Trichur Pooram is in the month of May; there has to be something in the North before that! And harvey got his part too - which, I'm sure, he didn't expect! Now, we're all set to be separated.

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  16. Republic Day parade is always there - you have the crowds, especially when it is time to leave and everybody is trying to get their cars out - at least, that was the scenario at the last Republic Day parade that I went to, and that was in '66! No idea what it looks like now, but since the population has gone up at least 5 times since then, I am assuming the chaos would have also gone up in the same proportion!
    You need someone to record the event - I offer my services.

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  17. How could I have forgotten Republic Day parades?!! Lalitha, you can be witness to evil banker Harvery the III separate us after he drinks his shaken (not stirred) cocktail. Years later, you will be the one who fills in the missing pieces of the puzzle.

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  18. Since I am the evil banker, who am supposed to separate you, how about meeting in Geneva. Lots of international banks there. And Switzerland has always been the favourite destination for Hindi films

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  19. Geneva sounds great, but it isn't crowded enough for two people to meet and get separated. Besides, the Hindi films that have been made there were mostly from the 80's onwards, and Anu and Madhu favor the movies of the 50's and the 60's, at least, Madhu does, on her blog. I would still go for Republic Day (it gives me a reason to go to India!).

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  20. Nix on Geneva; nothing bad ever happens in Geneva (in Hindi films); the worst that does is having Shahrukh Khan come and tell you,bade bade deshon mein aise choti choti baatein hote rehte hai, Senorita...

    India. Republic Day, it is.

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  21. Hey, so Madhu and I are getting separated so you can go to India?? That doesn't seem fair, does it?

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  22. Think about it, you and Madhu meet, I record it on video, with a song to accompany the scene (I will post the song as soon as I figure it out! I am not like you and Harvey and Madhu, rattling off songs off your fingertips) and then another song showing the evil banker, Harvey, shaking his cocktail, as he contemplates the best way to separate you two, and yet another song after you are separated ("Tu chhupi hai kahan ..."). Then another song as you both go looking for each other through various cities (this could be a world tour, there are possibilities here!), singing songs like "Chanda ko dhoondhne sabhi taare nikal pade ..." or " Basti basti parbat parbat gaata jaaye banjaara ..." and of course, Your Song, and end in Salem, Massachusetts, where you finally get reunited. I think I have been reading too many blogs, how else do you explain my coming up with such a filmi storyline?
    This is fair, isn't it - I get to go to India, and so do you, then you have your grand meeting, then you get separated, and finally, after wandering through the whole world, you come back home and get reunited, and I get to do the journey along with both of you and the evil banker. It will be a different version of Around the World in 80 Days - colorful, filled with songs and dances (I will do the honors!). I think I better get out of here before all of you come and hex me!

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  23. I was really suffering Sunday evening blues - especially after a nice long break! This was perfect! I have been giggling so much that my husband came to see whether I'd gone totally loopy (he's been having his doubts ever since I started reading your blog). The song is so funny, and I'm jealous that you and dustedoff get to have a song written just for you - you owe your husband big time! The intro and the comments just add to the general hilarity. You guys really crack me up!

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  24. Lalitha, I need you to come up with the songs as soon as possible. Let's list a few possibilities...

    After you record the whole thing, then you sell the film rights - after all you have drraama, emoshun, villainy, tragudy, beautiful songs... all the hallmarks of a potboiler. (Madhu and I will take 55% profit, thank you!)

    (Sitting back and daydreaming about the two of us being able to quit our jobs soon, while Harvey languishes in prison. Don't worry, Harvey, I'll be generous and make it a prison in Geneva, and you will still have all your ill-gotten gains to live on when you are released.)

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  25. Thank you, Ruhi, Just goes to show we are as loopy (or even loopier) than you. You can reassure your husband. By the way, I haven't heard 'loopy' for a very long time. Brings back memories of Enid Blyton. Now I need to go read one.

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  26. So I take it, you are not going to sing this fab song, with bell-bottoms on, or psychedelic shirts, and you are also not going to have Dharam-ji's nose quivering with unshed tears in the background. Am so sad! What is the fun of bichhadna, with lack of YKB?

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  27. Sharmi Ghosh Dastidar28 November 2011 at 00:12

    Ohhh this is so sweet and funny all at the same time!!!

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  28. No, No. Arre, how can you have a Republic Day parade in Geneva. It HAS to be the biggie - the one in Delhi. Maybe we will all get mistaken for terrorists too (or whichever one of us looks the most suspicious) and be wrongly jailed. And then the others can go about, Kala Paani style, trying to get the poor jailbird's name cleared...

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  29. Your husband is simply a lyrical genius. I think you and Madhu should have him on a retainer composing some more songs for the "Soul sisters" movie. It was quite hilarious. Even though Madhu and I were having Coffee fortunately I was reading this on my phone so no harm done.

    Please give us some more posts of his gems
    :)

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  30. I am lovin' this!! :-D (And I think it'll probably be a great book too, no? I'll let my publishers know that I have an absolutely winner of a travel book lined up for them. Adventure, masala, lots of locations around the world. All the trappings for a bestseller!)

    P.S. @Lalitha: One song that harvey had come up with, earlier on one of my posts: De daata ke naam tujhko Allah rakhe:

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N5kUxR8WnRQ

    Of course, we'd need to fix up beforehand which of us is going to get lost, so that we can fit them up with a tracking device. And all the rest of the jing-bang would have to figure out ways to sneak the fittings for that device past customs in all the countries through which we'll be trudging...

    Hai re. This is turning out to be a much more cumbersome enterprise than I'd thought. No wonder Hindi film heroes and heroines have such large gangs. Delegation is required.

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  31. I've never come across that one before! Hehehe. :-D

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  32. Oh NO!! You stole a march on me. While reading through the comments I was thinking of this song and thought of posting it. This is from the film The White Christmas, a very sweet film which we watch as a tradition during the advent season.

    On with the story. The evil banker (harvey) after separating the sisters wants the police to believe they aren't separated, and thus leading them off the track. He gets a henchman to sing along with him.

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NpC-dZpD7eI&feature=related

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  33. Oh sorry, please remove the link Anu, I just wanted to give the background to the story and I don't know what I was thinking to have linked it (as a rule, I guess).

    I'm always coming up with 'to be rejected links/songs. :-(

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  34. But Geneva...
    Okay, I think, I have come late for this discussion and 3 against one is a good vote. Then Delhi it be!
    I won't get arrested as a terrorist, because I'm the suave banker. Most probably if I can modify the role to World Aid Bank manager or something equal I can even get a seat next to the President or at least Sonia Gandhi (Roles and jokes apart, I would like to talk to her one day).
    I think Dilwale, ab teri gali tak aa pahunche
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0F6dJX2VEa4
    would suit fine, but more suitable would be mera naam hai chameli
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hnGmOUX8rCI
    would be faster.

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  35. That is bad enough, isn't it? I mean SRK and the dialogue.

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  36. You want a fair to get separated? I thought we had decided on Rep Day. ;-)

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  37. Jail? *evil Amrish Puri ishtyle grin*
    Harvey ko pakdna mushkil hi nahin, namumkeen hai!
    I'll be back!
    *jumps on the rope ladder dangling from the helicopter and flies away, taking the briefcase full of diamonds*
    *Anu and Madhu are happy to get back their ancestral villa on Lake Geneva*
    The Refrain from Our Song plays in the background, while Anu and Madhu stand on the lawns of their ancestral villa. Then Lalitha jumps in the frame and tells the viewer in Amin Sayani type of voice "jald aa raha hai 'Behne 2'"

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  38. Song for the director (Lalitha) to motivate us to give our best: 'naach meri bulbul ke paisa milega'.
    I need a good song, R. D. Burman ishytle.
    Yeh poora milna bhichadna reminds me of
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e9Laeent1-U
    Just listen to the song, Sanjay Dutt's then pencil sized chest is not a good sight.

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  39. Arre baba, tumne kabhi filmi hero ya villain ko visa office me dekha hai?
    same way we will manage to get past the customs.
    But on the other hand, ek custom scene bahut khoob rahega.
    With suspense ishtyle musik! With lots of looking at watches frames!

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  40. Kya yaar, always need more!
    Abhi itne gaane to dhunde, aur phir Shammi, Shammi, Shammi.
    Tang agaya hu mein to...

    And then you sing
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=96hLnFCktj0
    Yu just substitute Kashmir with Kerala and it will be fine.

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  41. Not to worry, pacifist. I like your back story anyway. :) That's perfect!

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  42. Hmm, a lot of thought is surely going to have to be expended in figuring out the logistics...

    And Madhu, a book deal is a done thing. 'The making of the film', 'How we escaped from the clutches of Harry III - a true story'; 'The Wondrous Tale of Two Sisters' etc., etc., etc., Can't you just see the glittering prospects? :))

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  43. Harvey Sadhu had written a detailed script involving you with a helicopter, Madhu in the Navy regiment, your truly in the Air Force regiment - so there could be some wicked shenanigans during the Flypast. Acnestral Villa on Lake Geneva sounds wonderful! Just for that, I shall let you get away with NOT being in prison at the end. :)

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  44. Madhu and I will both be arrested as terrorists, only Madhu will be able to clear her name (after all, she's a published author), and I'll languish in prison while Madhu runs around trying desperately to clear my name. (You will, na? I don't want to be stuck in prison.)

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  45. No, no, no, Banno - don't you realise? We have no 'yaadein' to make a baraat out of - well, grammar's gone to the sixes there! So no, Dharam paaji anyway. We'll have to think of costumes though - since we're both 50s / 60s nuts.

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  46. Thanks for dropping in, Tarun. And I'm glad I didn't have to search for a keyboard for you too. And I'll pass on your compliment to my husband. In fact, he hasn't read most of the comments yet; I think he's going to be quite chuffed (though embarrassed - he can whip these up at the drop of a hat) about the responses. :)

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  47. "...nose quivering with unshed tears ..."? Now you have me choking over my coffee!

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  48. Oh, how did I miss that gem? :) Well, I choked over my coffee! Lalitha did you read the rest of our scenario / projected desires?

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  49. Tis little that I repair to the pages of my wife's blog
    Though now my own doggerel festoons it so
    Tisl little that I repair to the leaves of this blog..
    Though it is penned by someone I know...

    But these comments are much appreciated
    As I look in on your posts..
    And I, am encouraged to pen more
    In response to your toasts....

    Thanks folks for all the appreciation.
    .. that bit was twisted from one of my favourite poems by Francis Thomson "At Lords", poet, cricket afficionado, cocaine addict, I would like to be as good, except at the cocaine addiction, though my better half and older son do suspect me of occasionally partaking of things stronger than lemonade.

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  50. (I swear the editing was only for punctuation!)

    I told you chaps that he could whip these off at the drop of a hat.

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  51. Why does Harvey get to be the villain ? :)), when I can supply looks like Shetty or Feroz Khan (RDX in Welcome) or Kulbhushan Kharbanda (Shakaal in Shaan), plus a 17+ year career in investment banking. :))
    Harvey, "Tum Jis School Mein Padh Rahe Ho, Uske Hum Headmaster Reh Chuke Hai"
    (Full Marks for guessing the movie & the actor who said this dialogue.)
    LOL at the poem. :)))

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  52. Of course, you have the looks for it, Samir, but I have the better connections and not to forget the ideas. ;-)

    BUT...
    Maybe if you supply us good amount of good wine, then maybe, just maybe, I can try to convince my co-producers to give you the role of my guru/father/guardian in the film. And then maybe we can put in a scene, where I 'eat' a kasam in front of your foto, to which I mala phehnav everyday, that I will bhichdav the sisters. :-)

    BTW, to become the headmaster of the school, which I visited, one doesn't need much talent, just the ability to beat up kids.

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  53. Anu, I think I will have to give the activist role to Madhu, you are so good in dialogue-baazi, you will become my chela (what is the proper gender term for it?)!
    Madhu is also good at Urdu than either of us, so she can also become sort of a poet-activist and do Sahir kind of socialist poetry a la jalaa do SUVs isse phuk daalo ye duniya! Or would you rather do it?

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  54. Bahut khoob, bahut khoob!
    Jeeyo Sadu, jeeyo!

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  55. Can I send you my posts for editing? They are in dire need of it. Isi bahane, I can learn something. ;-)

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  56. Nothing ever bad happens in Geneva?

    THE WTO has its headquarters there!

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  57. I will love to do it! Most probably this is the only song I will get!
    But I need more moves and better costumes! ;-)
    *putting on divo like airs*

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  58. I WANT A DOSA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
    NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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  59. To quote Billy Crystal on Saturday Night Live, "It is better to look good than to feel good"; so my better villainous looks should trump your connections & ideas :).
    OK, I will bring along a copious amount of wine to the sets, hopefully that guarantees me a Baap role, but I absolutely refuse to accede to any Shakti Kapoor style requests ;)

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  60. Guys, guys, no fighting! Samir, wine is always welcome - can I give you my list of favourite wines? We'll think seriously about making you first henchman to the villain - a very important role. He gets to beat the hero a few times before being bashed up.

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  61. harvey, move to where I am / wherever Lalitha is... dosa haazir.

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  62. Moves? Costumes? Wow, this is getting bigger and bigger, and I think Madhu and I are getting lost somewhere...

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  63. So I'm cast as Banker, am I? The good banker to your evil one? acha hai, acha hai. Yes, Madhu had better take on activist role. I like my creature comforts too much.

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  64. Always glad to provide wine, how about wine paired with songs/singers ?
    For example, refer to my post ---
    http://www.oenophile-samir.blogspot.com/2008/09/food-wine-music-amateurs-epiphany.html
    First Henchman !!! Will my on-screen name be "Raabert" or "Mykel", and will I get to flirt with Mona/Rita darling ?

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  65. Raabert Maikal, agar tum Mona Rita se flirt karoge, main tumhe sir-loin bana doonga! mwaha ha ha ha ha!

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  66. Dosa with onion sambar and coconut chutney will be provided - just let me know when you are coming! There is only one condition - I get 60% of the profits from the movie!

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  67. No onion sambar for me, thank you (I hate onions!); and you'll take 60% of the profits?! For the sake of dosa + sambar+ chutney? Baap re baap! That's some expensive dosa! (I'll make my own, thank you very much!)

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  68. Now we just have to find somebody to play Mona/Rita darling... any takers?

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  69. "I like my creature comforts too much."

    Who said I don't??! Nah, me no activist. Somebody else can take up that role. Besides, what all am I going to be? I can't be activist AND one of the main protagonists.

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  70. I am certainly VERY lost. Harvey, you weren't the one who scripted An Evening in Paris, were you?

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  71. Maybe! I can't remember all my crimes! ;-)

    Apropos lost, you should give your role more flesh. Ek song se thodi kaam chalne wala hai, you both needmore songs. I get only one. Villain ko kabhi ek se zaadaa song milta haikabhi?
    You need one for while thinking about the lost sister like
    zara si aahat hoti hai dil sochta hai
    aur thoda romance bhi to chahiye, when you meet your resp. partners, a yound Shammi and a young Dharmendra
    a song like o saathi chal....
    and then one roothna manana song
    dekho rutha na karo
    and for the evil sister while doing the vilbanking role
    an activist song
    hum mehnath kas is duniya me
    btw, the activist sis gets to smoke pot and romance handsome young men, before she meets young Dharam or Shammi, that an incentive?

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  72. I LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE Dosas!
    Masala Dosas are my favourite and then Rava Dosas and ...
    o god, I am hyperventialting like a junkie in need of a shot.
    I think, I am a dosa junkie!
    Sometimes I mix rice powder and coconut powder and rava and try to make sort of rava dosas, which are good, but nothing compared to the real ones!

    Anu, Lalitha, me aa raha hu...

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  73. Sure, Harvey! Rava dosa, masala dosa, Mysore masala dosa, you can have your pick! All will be offered with chutney, chutney powder and sambar, and I can give Anu sambar with homegrown pumpkin if she doesn't want onions in her sambar! Do you also want filter coffee with the dosas?

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  74. Okay, give me some time to change the story line. I am not Madhu, I cannot whip up stories in a jiffy, nor am I gifted like your hubby, to come up with poetry on command.

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  75. Huh? I thought, harvey was the scriptwriter?? When did that change?

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  76. Filter coffee?? I've run out of my cache, and I'm dying for a good cup! Harvey, scratch my offer - we're all trooping to Lalitha's. And sambar with homegrown pumpkin sounds good.

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  77. Lalitha you are annapoorna devi!
    Filter Coffee with dosas! *glassy eyes*
    this is heaven!
    *faints and falls down with a thud*
    and then gets up to catch the next plane to.... where? ;-)

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  78. I am being sidelined! And no more airs from my divas!

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