tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30107088679723042582012-01-06T14:20:15.366-05:00The flight chronicles of a whimsical mind.Rituhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06833068252721349169noreply@blogger.comBlogger47125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708867972304258.post-2696964593346108472011-10-01T17:38:00.025-04:002011-10-02T10:15:00.125-04:002011-10-02T10:15:00.125-04:00

Many suns, moons, springs and falls ago, I was in school and we had to write essays. They were a staple of the growing up years. As I lazily finger dust off random spots of memory on this languid Saturday afternoon, the gentle revelation is that not all memories around these essays are pleasant.Writing was not one of my preoccupations in childhood and these essays - they were all over the place.

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Do you sometimes have those moments? Moments when a general feeling of well-being suddenly whips up into something more potent. Quite like an ecstacy that completely engulfs the being. These are those moments when there was no yesterday, there is no tomorrow, there is just that moment and the luminous beauty of the moment.... I have those moments once in a while. Born mostly out of appreciation

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A lot of feedback to the List of definitive Geeta Dutt songs has rued the exclusion of her equally delightful but lesser known songs. Since the purpose of the earlier exercise was to profile Geeta Dutt through her known output, a lot of good songs did not get the space they more than deserved. So, here is another list. This time the endeavour is to commemorate Geeta Dutt with the help of her

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In this universe there are two kinds of people - those who are music lovers and those who are not. The second lot are more or less off our radar. They are after all deprived souls who have missed being tuned into most vital frequency of all and we will let them be (after expressing our gloating sympathy ofcourse). It is the second category of homo sapiens, the music lovers, that are of interest

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On May 30th, the flight of my fancy flew past it's first landmark - one whole year of flapping it's wings in cyberspace. When I had started blogging last year, it was one of those sudden whims that suddenly consumed me and lo behold a blog was born with just 24 hours of gestation. It was hurriedly (and may I add sloppily) put together. The temporary name was a convoluted one - 'In the footsteps

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Many many moons ago, there was no Lata Mangeshker in the world of film music. Incredulous as it sounds, this is true. It was the great Kundan Lal Saigal who blazed the skies with his deeply expressive voice, outshining every other male singer on the firmament. But the corner of the sky occupied by female singers had many sparkling little stars. Each had her own strengths, character and

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In the recent past I have made an interesting observation. The greatest truths of life dawn upon me when I am indulging in my favourite guilty pleasure - you Tubing. The last time it was the discovery of the phenomenal talent called Dr Chaudhury, this time it is the realisation of the phenomenal luck of Kalpana Kartik. For those who have been weaned on the trivia of Indian cinema it is a known

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Note : This review was started in November when I saw the film.So there I have finally met him!I met Bond, James Bond. Yes, I am talking of Daniel Craig, the (not so) new James Bond. After somehow missing 'Casino Royale' I watched the latest Bond flick - 'Quantum of Solace'over the week-end. I know talking about the 'newness' of a James Bond after he is two films old is a crime punishable by

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Continued fromIn Pursuit of Manna Dey (Preparing for the concert) - Part1In Pursuit of Manna Dey (Pre-interval) - Part 2   Concluding PartManna da walked off  stage for his cuppa and people started flocking out. Swimming through the crowd in the foyer we tried to spot a tea kiosk. But no luck. Seems the tea was only for the performers.Meanwhile, we spotted Mr Shimmering Kurta, the MC chappie

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A beautiful poem reflecting the sentiment of the day. It is time for India to awaken.इस बार नहीं>इस बार जब वोह छोटी सी बच्ची मेरे पास अपनी खरोंच ले कर आएगीमैं उसे फू फू कर नहीं बहलाऊँगापनपने दूँगा उसकी टीस कोइस बार नहीं इस बार जब मैं चेहरों पर दर्द लिखा देखूँगानहीं गाऊँगा गीत पीड़ा भुला देने वालेदर्द को रिसने दूँगा,उतरने दूँगा अन्दर गहरेइस बार नहींइस बार मैं न मरहम लगाऊँगान ही उठाऊँगा रुई के

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Continuing from Guru Dutt Genuis? (Introduction) -1Guru Dutt Genius? (Subjects and Characterizations) - 2Song PicturisationsIndian cinema has long been accused of looking westward for inspiration, both in subject matter and in technique, a charge that is not completely baseless.However, despite all the inspiration the truth is that our stamp is uniquely ours. If one dwells for moment on what

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Continuing from Guru Dutt Genuis? (Introduction) -1 Subjects and Characterizations The grays in Guru Dutt’s cinema deliciously mellowed the starkness of the black and white era The main subjects that Indian cinema explored in the 50s and early 60s were strongly social in nature. Idealism was in the air and despite the low rumblings of discontent; films were essentially bright in the eyes. All

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A character sketch of SD Burman. (This was written in 2006 for the souvenier released to commemorate his birth centenary )Reconstructing a personality behind a name is always a challenging task. More so if the person concerned left the world thirty one years back. Those early decades when SD Burman was most active as a musician, have only scattered footprints remaining today. No one recorded

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Today is the 33rd Death Anniversary of Sachin Dev Burman. The month of October also marked the first death anniversary of his wife Meera Dev Burman an accomplished artist herself who assisted Dada for many memorable films.On this occasion I pay my respects to the maestro whose music continues to give me moments of immeasurable pleasure.As a mark of tribute to the Burmans I have uploaded some

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One side-effect of the economic downturn is that the blokes left hanging(on a single thread if I may add!) on Wall Street like yours truly have a lot of time to while away. Projects have been scrapped and funding withdrawn and the few people that are being tolerated, because some critical element is linked to them, are usually just waiting around(and hoping) for some disaster to happen so that

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At the outset let me lay out my disclaimers bold and clear. I am not a journalist, I am not a film critic and I am not student of cinema. And however much I would have loved to, I never took a course on film appreciation either. Hence my opinions are all the unfettered rambling of an average film-goer and are based purely on instinct and observation.The month of October marks the death

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youTubing this fine saturday morning I bumped into an old favourite. It is a song from the 1952 film 'Jaal'. Having a compulsive weakness for fisherman songs there was no way this song would have escaped my radar (let me confess, in moments of intense introspection I have often wondered if I sat selling wares in a fish market in my previous life). But it is not only the fragrance of the fish

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I just finished watching the presidential debate.  Here is a scribble with  some initial impressions...Even though I have been rooting for Barack Obama since the day Hillary was out of the race, I must say John McCain made more sense today than he ever has. Esp. when it came to foreign policy issues.Indians, by and large have been quite pleased with Obama in the recent past. Infact they have been

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A very Happy Birthday to our dearest Burmanda. The grand old man of Hindi film music is hundred and two years young today. The legendary music directory was born on 1st October 1906. The month of October marks SD Burman's birth anniversary as well as death anniversary. I shall make some uploads down the month to mark the occasion.I am starting off with uploading a small video on his life and

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September 26, 2008The day marks 85 years of an incredible life. A life filled with glory, glamour, grit and guts. The guts to take risks, the guts to follow convictions and most importantly the guts to believe in the self long after the world stopped believing in it. Today is the 85th Birthday of the irrepressible phenomena, the matinee idol of the past and the tireless maker of the turkeys our

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"Do you want to go out for lunch?" Sharon came walking briskly to my desk yesterday and stopped giving me an edgy glance."Sure", I said locking my screen, "I was going to pick up a salad anyway. Did not have any leftovers to get in.""So what happened? No lunch from home today?” I asked as we strolled towards the elevator.Sharon and I have a ritual of going out for lunch every Monday. The Japanese

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A small collection of Priya's memories put together by Srinivas Ganti. Her pictures, her voice and her thoughts....all that we have left of her now. Seasons in the Sun - Goodbye My Dear P

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Jaisa Des Waisa Bhes (click to watch)I stumbled across this song on you tube after a very long time. I am taken in by the strong philosophical strain in the lyrics'..man ko dhakle gori tan ka dhakna hai bekar phool na mehke jab tak uska khilna hai bekar..'I can not help but marvel how Dev Anand sings these lines with a perfectly straight face. Who says he was not a good actor?Dev Saab you rock!;)

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This is a snapshot of SKS (Sangeet Ke Sitare) that Dr Arunabha Roy had created. It makes a delightful and nostalgic read for those who interacted on the forum in those days. Arunabha, you being my friend, I have taken the liberty to post this without asking for your permission. I hope you do not mind.This links to the tribute to Priya---------------------------------------------------------------

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It is sobering to know the true value of a moment sometimes. The difference that a mere moment can make to your sense of equilibrium is mortifying. It it gets demonstrated time and again in life, yet nothing prepares us for those moments when they come on. It is only a sense of deja vu that runs through the veins when the mind and body go numb. I ask the same question I have asked many times. Why

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