
1933 - As long as music lives
Pic courtesy: Asha Bhosle's Instagram
My
earlier post was on ‘very-unlike-Asha’ songs. Which, for those who adore the
singer, are not atypical at all. In her long career, Asha had sung every genre
of song that Hindi film music directors gave her, and sung them well. Initially
struggling through B-grade and C-grade films, singing for the second heroine,
the heroine’s friend or the vamp, Asha reached the zenith of her profession through discipline
and hard work. Along the way, she impressed everyone who heard her with her
versatility and impeccable talent. In one interview, talking about her early
struggle, she had said, “I sang every song that came my way.” And among
those hundreds and thousands of songs are songs that speak of love. Love, in
its myriad shades. Like my earlier series on love songs by Lata Mangeshkar and
Mohammed Rafi, I will focus on the happier shades of love.
In
no particular order, then…
Conversations Over Chai
Come in, sit down, converse...
21 April 2026
Love Songs – Asha Bhosle
16 April 2026
Untypically Asha...
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| From then to eternity... |
12 April 2026
The Sound of Silence
| 08.09.1933-12.04.2026 |
Aaj aasha nei bhalobasa nei
So, this is what it looks like – a world bereft of music. Yes, there will be other singers, ones who sing as well, perhaps even better. But there can only be one Asha Bhosle, and she’s no more. And just like that, the last link to the golden age of music has snapped.
24 February 2026
My Favourites: Songs of 'Waking Dreams'
Here on the East Coast of the US, we are being pummelled by one storm after another. Recently, I’d posted a couple of photographs of being snowed in, and an acquaintance had remarked that snow and ice ‘must be very nice’. I remarked that it would be nice if I had Shammi Kapoor serenade me like he did Saira Banu in Junglee, but shovelling snow so you can get out of your house is not a very pleasurable activity.
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| Imagination vs. Reality |
Which led to a conversation about imagining Shammi beside me as I shovelled. Alas, despite my abiding love for masala films and my ability to suspend disbelief while watching said movies, my imagination doesn’t stretch that far. It never did. Not even when I was a lovelorn teen crushing on Amitabh Bachchan.
10 February 2026
Dharam Veer (1977)
When I wrote a tribute to Dharmendra, I basically updated a post I’d planned for his birthday. I decided I needed to do more – review a film, but because I haven’t watched many of his films recently (other than Ikkis and Aaye Din Bahaar Ke, which Dustedoff reviewed here), I fell back on a film that I’d watched with Shalini, more than six years ago. The choice of this film was also due to Madhu’s comment (on my tribute post) about the condescension towards masala flicks. After all, who can symbolise ‘masala’ more than Manmohan Desai? Besides, I love these faux raja-rani stories; they satisfy my love for camp.
As we began, Shalini quipped that she fully intended to ignore Jeetendra and ‘focus on Dharam and Zeenie Baby’. I fully agreed – poor Jeetu didn’t stand a chance.
19 January 2026
Ikkis (2026)
His superior officer congratulates him, and informs the group that war has indeed been declared. And Arun is jubilant; he’s thirsting for the opportunity to prove himself in battle. But Ikkis is not just the story of a young man’s valour; it is also the story of what happens 30 years after his death.
08 December 2025
The Greats: Dharmendra
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This was not what I had planned, nor indeed, expected, when I wrote this post and scheduled it for today. I’d meant it to be a celebration of an amazing artiste’s 90th birthday. Instead, two weeks ago, I woke up to the shocking news that he had passed away. And because the press, including highly ‘respectable’ newspapers and news channels, had killed the man off previously, it didn’t hit me at first. But slowly, as the idea that ‘Veeru’ had passed away (Sholay being the first film I consciously remember having watched) sank in, the news felt more devastating than I’d expected. I wondered then, whether I should relegate this post to the backburner and post a tribute instead. But, what better tribute than an actor have than to be remembered for his performances? So, the original post in its entirety, in tribute to a man who could effortlessly combine romance, comedy, ‘action, tragedy, drama’ – Dharam Singh Deol, better known as ‘Dharmendra’.
25 September 2025
The Candidate (1972)

Directed by: Michael
Ritchie
Music: John Rubenstein
Writer: Jeremy Larner
Starring: Robert Redford,
Don Porter,
Peter Boyle, Allan
Garfield,
Melvyn Douglas, Karen
Carlson
The
day after I published my review of Raj Hath came the news that Hollywood
icon Robert Redford had passed away. He deserves a tribute if ever anyone did,
and I mentally reviewed the Redford films I’d watched: should I rewatch All
the President’s Men (a favourite of mine, and so relevant to today’s
political environment here in the US) or Sting? Or perhaps Butch
Cassidy and the Sundance Kid? That evening, my partner-in-crime, Shalini,
texted me – shouldn’t we watch a Redford film to commemorate his passing? Of
course!
15 September 2025
Raj Hath (1956)
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| Directed by: Sohrab Modi Music: Shankar-Jaikishan Lyrics: Hasrat Jaipuri, Shailendra Starring: Sohrab Modi, Madhubala, Pradeep Kumar, Ulhas, Murad, Kammo |
08 September 2025
Without a Clue (1988)
Honest confession? I’d never heard of this film. Until someone, in a film group that I’m part of, mentioned it, and the other serious film aficionados in the group all piled in to say what fun it was. So, I bookmarked the film and then, as is usual with me, forgot about it. Until yesterday, when, after a particularly horrid week, I was looking for something light to watch and my husband said, ‘Hey, what about that Michael Caine/Ben Kingsley film you told me about?’








