November 24, 2005


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All I did was send a profile pic of a witch sitting in a cauldron!
And to think they were perfectly happy when I sent this description of me and my family:

Love seeketh not Itself to please,
Nor for itself hath any care;
But for another gives its ease,
And builds a Heaven in Hell's despair.

    So sang a little Clod of Clay,
    Trodden with the cattle's feet:
    But a pebble of the brook,
    Warbled out these metres meet.

Love seeketh only Self to please,
To bind another to Its delight:
Joys in another's loss of ease,
And builds a Hell in Heaven's despite.

In other news, there was a North Indian semi-classical music performance in college today, by this Bong lecturer from Oxford. She sang ghazals and bhajans and folk songs. One of the ghazals she sang (why God why?) was “Chitthi Aayi Hai” (it does not seem to be a ghazal at all to me. Have they redefined what a ghazal is?) She pronounced the words wrong, went superfast, and informed the gora audience that this was a ghazal about a lover waiting for a letter from his beloved: a letter which does not come. I wonder if she pulled the wool over the unsuspecting Oxford Univ’s eyes to complete her PhD the same way!

Anyways, mail from watan would probably read like this for me:

Oopar mera naam likha hai
(Andar C+ prograam likha hai)
O pardes ko jaane waaley
Paisa vyarth bahaane waaley
Saat samundar paar gaya tu
Le kar bada udhaar gaya tu
Aaja umr bahut hai chhoti
Blogging se nahin milti roti

She also sang a bhajan that, according to her, went like this:
Main to ho gayi tera Shyam
Maine ratt liya Raadha naam

Considering that I had just come out of a butch-femme-lesbian-couple-in-cinema lecture, I found it quite pertinent. I somehow think she meant:
Main to ho gayi teri Shyam
Maine rakh liya Raadha naam

I should stop being nitpicky about words. Probably that’s why I don’t get chitthis from my beloved.



Pareshaan said...

O pardes main rahene vaale;
Paise vyarth bahaane vaale;
Vatan se chitthiyaan aayengee;
Shaayad tumhe pighlaayengee;
Kaafee cheezein yaad dilaayengee;
Kuchh aansoon aankh bulaayengee.

Chitthiyaan,yaadein, ye saare pal;
Bhee beet jaayenge ban bhoot kal;
Rah jaayenge sirf tumhaare anubhav;
Tumhaaree tazurbe, sambhava asambhav;
Tumne jo khaaya, piyaa, jin logon se tum mile;
Tumhaare yaar dost, tumhaaree raaton ke silsilay.

Blogging se roti nahee milti;
Videsh main udhaar charhte hain;
Par zindagi takdeer hai siltee;
Hum to bas use parhte hain;
Panne dar panne ek chitthi ke samaan;
Maante rahtein hain jeevan ke sab farmaan;
Isliye pardes ke ye din jum ke jiyo;
Khoob parho, khoob ghoomo, khoob milo-julo - aur piyo!!

Aisa mera sochna hai Inky meree jaan;
Aur ummeed kartaa hai dil-e-pareshaan;
Ki jhalakte rahein mad-o-masti ke pyaale;
Aur khush rahein, shaad rahein, sab pardes main rahne vaale.

MumbaiGirl said...

eeeeks. Wish you'd name the singer so she'd see this post. Can't bear what passes for "classical music" here sometimes. Just came back from one such event.

Heretic said...

Mummy, ghabrao mat. Hum hai na!

Gaane ki vaat laga daali PhD ne. Wonder if I could hustle my way through one too! Given my propensity to jargonate, children might someday be taught media studies by errant hustling-prone blog-authors rather than academics.

Anonymous said...

Wats the modern-sms-chat-bracket-colon-symbol for trying to smother a chortle coz one is in office? Nice one.


Rajesh said...

hey back here after a long time. I dont understand a single syllable of Hindi, but i can sense you are having a good time in the UK. Have fun :)

Vinay said...

"Oopar mera naam likha hai
(Andar C+ prograam likha hai)
O pardes ko jaane waaley
Paisa vyarth bahaane waaley
Saat samundar paar gaya tu
Le kar bada udhaar gaya tu
Aaja umr bahut hai chhoti
Blogging se nahin milti roti"

Ha ha.. This is one of the best parodies I have seen lately. Go on, complete it.