Showing posts with label MMM. Show all posts
Showing posts with label MMM. Show all posts

Saturday, December 27, 2008

Dosti

The only song that comes into my mind when I think of friends and FRIENDSHIP. Of late this song has become even more close to my heart… coz before leaving to America Box sang this song and sent it to my cellphone as a voice sms! The song is from the movie Rockford...

Lyrics goes such:


Yaaron dosti badi hi haseen hai
Yeh na ho to kya phir
Bolo yeh zindgi hai
Koi to ho raajdaan
Be garaj tera ho yaar
Koi to ho raajdaan

Yaaron mohabbat hi to bandgi hai
Yeh na ho to kya phir
bolo yeh zindgi hai
Koi to dilbar ho yaar
Jisko tujhse ho pyaar
Koi to dilbar ho yaar

Teri har ek buraai pe
daante vo dost
Gam ki ho dhoop to
saaya bane tera vo dost
Naache bhi vo
Teri khushi main

Yaaron dosti badi hi haseen hai
Yeh na ho to kya phir
Bolo yeh zindgi hai
Koi to ho raajdaan
Be garaj tera ho yaar
Koi to ho raajdaan

Tan mann kar tum pe fida
Mahboob vo
Palkon pe jo rakhe tujhe
Mahboob vo
Jiski vafa tere liye ho

Are Yaaron dosti badi hi haseen hai
Yeh na ho to kya phir
Bolo yeh zindgi hai
Koi to dilbar ho yaar
Jisko tujhse ho pyaar
Koi to dilbar ho yaar




Translation for those who are little versed with Hindi!! :)

Friends, frendship, is a very beautiful thing
If its not there, then tell me, what is life?
There must be someone trustworthy, he/she should be your friend without any need
There must be someone trustworthy

Friends, love is a devotion
If its not there, then tell me, what is life?
There must be one sweetheart, who loves you,
There must be one sweetheart

For your every mistake, your friend must scold you,
When there are pangs of sorrow, your friend must become your shadow
Your friend must also dance with you, in your happiness...

Friends, frendship, is a very beautiful thing
If its not there, then tell me, what is life?
There must be someone trustworthy, he/she should be your friend without any need
There must be someone trustworthy

Someone who will devote his/her entire body and heart to you. A lover like this should be there in your life
He/she (lover) must keep you on his eyelashes (shouldn't keep you away from his/her eyesight)
whose faithfulness should be only for you

Friends, love is a devotion
If its not there, then tell me, what is life?
There must be one sweetheart, who loves you,
There must be one sweetheart

Posted on behalf of LukkyDivz by Leo ... have a nice weekend... Enjoy the song! :)

Saturday, December 20, 2008

The PIF gift

An year back, Lena said-

"I promise to send a small handmade gift to the first three people who reply to this post on my blog, specifying that they accept the PIF challenge. I do not know what the gift will be as of now, but it will be something personalized and I promise to have it delivered to them within one year from today, no matter what. Of course, as the name indicates, the condition is that all three of them must in turn pay it forward the same way, by putting up a post linking to this one on their blog and promising to send three others a handmade gift."

And finally, I received the long awaited gift from Janu this Monday :). This is what Janu had sent me as a PIF gift.


Since I could not give my address due to some personal problems, I had to collect it from a post office some twelve kilometers away from my home :P. I was obviously excited…about the letter, the handmade bracelet and the chocolates :). And as you can see I got more than what I expected – a small huggable pillow with – YOU”RE SPECIAL printed on it :)

When i first saw the packet I was like- wow! A big pack of gifts :P means more and more Russian chocolates :P.

I opened it… at the post office itself :P couldn’t wait till I get home :(. And you know Janu… the first I did after opening the cover was – reading your letter. I was more absorbed into reading what you wrote for me rather than those chocolates that you had sent. (They take the second place though :P PIF gift is only a complimentary :P).

My sweet Div, Divvi, Divvu

This is not a letter but a few notes about how much you matter to me.


  • You’re the sweetest girl and that’s because you eat too much chocolate :P.
  • You’re my 3AM friend. You’re a special person. of course you know this but I will repeat it again and again.
  • You know me better than my real sister does. Well, you’re as much a real sister as she is.
  • Me loves you a lot. You know that. That’s why I always sms you even though you don’t reply.
  • I will come to India, that’s a promise. And you will be one among few whom I will meet. And we will go to chocolate house and I will pay. That’s a promise.
  • But you pay for ice creams.
  • I Love You sweets
  • I care about you.
  • I miss you all the time when you’re not online. And you’re more than just a great friend to me. You’re my sweet little cute sister. Love always, Lena

I cried while reading the letter. When you said I’m sweet. When you said I’m your 3AM friend. When you said I’m special. When you said you miss me when I’m offline. When you said I know you better than your real sister does. When you said I’m as much a real sister as she is to you. When you said you love me a lot. When you said that you sms ,me but I don’t reply. When you said that you’ll come to India and I’ll be among the few whom you’re gonna meet. When you said that you would take me to chocolate house.

And I smiled when you said you will pay :P

You know letters make me emotional. Even if I read something silly and funny written by someone close to me…they brings tears. That is what happened at the post office. Then I took a sneak peek of the NUMBER of chocolates and smiled to myself :) – today’s going to be a chocolate day ;) and then the imprinted lines on the pillow.


On the way back home. I was reminded of the PIF post, my first stupid mail to you, the one year journey along the roads of friendship, the times when you were sad and I stood by you and those times when I was/am :P sad/mad and you always stood by me.


Was also reminded of one particular chat when you gave me some virtual hugs because I was feeling low and I said- these are not real ones Janu. I want real hugs that can comfort me. And you replied- I wish I could give you some real ones dear.


A single tear dropped from my eyes remembering that chat and you know I closed my eyes for a few seconds before I realized that I was driving my bike.
For a moment I thought I was almost gone.


And Janu you did send me a real hug. REALLY. Since that day I’ve been sleeping with the pillow in my arms. (lol, no romance intended :P). The pillow that you had sent me is no less than a real hug.
By the way I shared the chocolates with family and friends. But the two big bars were made ONLY for me and so dint feel like sharing :P.


This is for you janu ;) click to enlarge :)




Well, it is Saturday so I guess I can dedicate a song to Janu in the form of MMM.
My favorite things from the movie- The sound of music.





Saturday, December 13, 2008

From Stolen Moments...

This week's MMM:




Aur aahista kijiye baatein, dhadakane koi sun raha hoga
Aur aahista kijiye baatein, dhadakane koi sun raha hoga
Labz girane na paaye honton se, waqt ke haath inako chun lenge
Kaan rakhate hain ye darodiva, raaz ki saari baat sun lenge
Aur aahista kijiye baatein

Aise bolo ki dil ka afasaana, dil sune aur nigaah doharaaye
Aise bolo ki dil ka afasaana, dil sune aur nigaah doharaaye
Apane chaaro taraf ki ye duniya
Saans ka shor bhi
Na sun paaye, na sun paaye

Aur aahista kijiye baatein, dhadakane koi sun raha hoga
Labz girane na paaye honton se, waqt ke haath inako chun lenge
Kaan rakhate hain ye darodiva, raaz ki saari baat sun lenge
Aur aahista kijiye baatein

Aayiye band karale darwaaje, raat sapane chura na le jaaye
Aayiye band karale darwaaje, raat sapane chura na le jaaye
Koi jhonka hawa ka aawara, dil ki baaton ko uda
Na le jaye, na le jaye

Aur aahista kijiye baatein, dhadakane koi sun raha hoga
Labz girane na paaye honton se, waqt ke haath inko chun lenge
Kaan rakhte hain ye darodiva, raaz ki saari baat sun lenge
Aur aahista kijiye baatein

Aaj itane karib aa jaao , duriyon ka kahi nishaan na rahe
Aaj itane karib aa jaao , duriyon ka kahi nishaan na rahe
Aise ek dusare me ghum ho jayen, faasala koi darmiya
Na rah jaye, na rah jaye

Aur aahista kijiye baatein, dhadakane koi sun raha hoga
Labz girane na paaye honton se, waqt ke haath inko chun lenge
Kaan rakhte hain ye darodiva, raaz ki saari baat sun lenge



Beautiful –that’s the only word I have for this song. I had this as my callertune for a month but had to change since it has got a male voice prominently. Love it nevertheless :)

Janu, check out the video, its AWESOME!! - I couldn’t find the translation for you this time :(

Saturday, December 6, 2008

Kya hua tera wada?


This week’s MMM :)







--MALE--
(Kya hua tera waada
Woh kasam, woh iraada) - 2
Bhoolega dil jis din tumhe
Woh din zindagi ka aakhri din hoga

Kya hua tera waada
Woh kasam, woh iraada

--FEMALE--
Bhoolega dil jis din tumhe
Woh din zindagi ka aakhri din hoga
Kya hua tera waada

--MALE--
Yaad hai mujhko, tune kaha tha
Tumse nahin roothenge kabhi
Dil ki tarah se haath mile hain
Kaise bhala chhootenge kabhi
Teri baahon mein beeti har shyaam

Bewafa yeh bhi kya yaad nahin
Kya hua tera waada
Woh kasam, woh iraada
Bhoolega dil jis din tumhe
Woh din zindagi ka aakhri din
hoga
Kya hua tera waada
Woh kasam, woh iraada
Oh kehne waale mujhko farebi
Kaun farebi hai yeh bata
Woh jisne gham liya pyaar ki khaatir
Ya jisne pyaar ko bech diya
Nasha daulat ka aisa bhi kya
Ke tujhe kuch bhi yaad nahin
Kya hua tera waada
Woh kasam, woh iraada

Bhoolega dil jis din tumhe
Woh din zindagi ka aakhri din hoga

Kya hua tera waada
Woh kasam woh irada

And the translation from GOOGLE :

What happened (to) your promise, that oath, that intention?
The day that my heart forgets you…would be the last day of my life

I remember, you had told me,

That u won’t ever be mad at me
Our hands are joined through our hearts
How can they ever separate?


Every evening spent in your arms
Unfaithful! Don't you remember this?
You call me a cheat
but tell me who is the cheat?
The one who accepted sorrow, for the sake of love?
Or the one who had sold love?


What kind of intoxication is this wealth
that you don't remember any of this!!

Relationships are a comfort in the beginning. Just sometimes with time
Priorities change. People change, Promises broken and expectations unfulfilled.

Love seemingly lost… leaving only memories of the good times.

As we ask our self… What happened (to the promise, the oath and the intentions?

AND WITH MUCH LOVE...............




Saturday, November 29, 2008

Music to my ears

What music is to me… I would never be able to put into words. Particularly those with touching lyrics that moisten the eyes and take me back to memories. Isn't it amazing how those lyricists write lines that concur with every state of your mind and heart?

I have had this strange connection with Hindi songs right from the time I started to love music…I've never felt that kind of connection even with songs of my mother tongue. From those old romantics of 70's to the recent melodies…I've quite a big list of favorites.

All of them have a special place in my heart…and from today… even on this blog of mine. Each song will be posted as My Music Mania on every Saturday (Unless I get disconnected from the net) along with my memories associated with it (if any) :P


(Ok, the idea is inspired from arpi di who posts her favorites as SONG OF THE MOMENT :P I hope she will not mind :P)

This week’s MMM:


Tujhse naaraz nahin zindagi…from the movie Masoom





Tujhse naaraz nahin zindagi hairan hoon main
Tere masoom sawaalon se pareshan hoon main

Jeene ke liye sochaa hi nahin dard sambhaalne honge
Muskuraye to muskurane ke karz utaarne honge

Muskuraye kabhi to lagta hai jaise hothon pe karz rakha hai

Aankh agar bhar aai hain boondein baras jayengi
kal kya pata kis ke liye aankhen taras jayengi

Jaane kahan gum hua kahan kho gaya
Ek aansoo chhupa ke rakha tha

Zindagi tere gham ne hume rishte naye samjhaye
Dhoop mein mile jo bhi mile pyar ke thande saaye...

And the translation (from Google) of the lyrics to English (Specially for you Lena)

Life, I am not upset with you… I am just surprised
And distressed by your innocent questions

I never thought that in order to live, I would have to bear with the pains
To smile, I would have to take on the debt of smiling
If ever I were to smile, I would have to insure this debt on my lips

Today if I became teary-eyed, the tears will fall…
Who knows tomorrow whom these eyes will wait for?

Who knows where I had lost...
That one tear I had kept hidden...

Life, your sorrows have taught us new relations
Whomever you shall meet in the sunlight, you will feel the cool shade of love...

There aren’t any special memories with this song but I always listen to it when I am sad…and I actually feel good after that.

P.S- I can feel the anguish sustaining the wrath expressed by fellow bloggers following the Mumbai attacks. But I myself haven’t been able to write a word on it. I personally feel that the worst has been incurred and the fanatics have succeeded in their motive. As for the NSG killing them- I suppose the terrorists were prepared for it. After all the damage has been done.

Its high time the Govt realizes that Prevention is better than Cure.