Mile Sur Mera Tumhara: The DD nostalgia

I know the Independance day is behind us, but each time I litsen to this song it brings back memories. I have it on my ipod and when this song starts, I just leave everything aside (that is if I am not riding) and just sit back and enjoy the melody. Images of the picturisation rush back to me in a torrent. Those were the days when DD national was the heart and soul of my existence.

We had that Onida TV with 8 channels. All 8 channels showed DD national. A TV antenna was fixed on the building terrace and the signal was boosted with a booster kept next to the TV. Each time this melody begins the TV, DD national comes to the fore. I see Pt Bhimsen Joshi sing, Lata Mangeshkar in the closing stages and yes Amitabh, Jitendra and Mithun too. Guess we have PT Usha with the torch as well and Kapil too. I will be seeing the video after this. Its fun to recollect this!!!!! Now below are the lyrics.



I am going to put subtitles with the images I remember when I litsen to the lines (even if I dont understand the other languages)




(Music begins....Sea waves..waterfall and Pt Bhimsen Joshi kicks it off)

Mile sur mera tumharaa, Thoo sur bane hamaraa.... sur kee nadhiyaan
har disha se behkee saagar mein milee. Baadalon ka roop leiker
bharse halke halke... Mile sur mera tumharaa.. thoo... sur bane
hamaara.. Mile sur mera tumhara...

(Due on a boat...Kashmir!!!)

Chaain taraj tahin nyay taraj
ek but baniye saayen taraj

(A family of Sikhs on a tractor making their way through a field)

Tera sur mile mere sur de naal
milke bane ek nava surtaal

(Arial view of the TAJ...Shabana Azmi comes on sceen)
Mile sur mera tumharaa....tho sur bane hamaara..

(Over to the deserts now...Narendra Hirawani in cricketing whites walks towards the camera..he made a sensational start to his career but fizzled away on the international scene..)
Mohnja sur tohi desa pyara mile jadein geet ashaanjo madhur tarano
bane tadein



(a group of senior Sikhs...the lady who sings the last part....me likes her)
Sur ka dariya bahte saagar me mile badlaan da roop leike barasan
holle haule

(Over to south. By the method of elimination this has got to be Tamil. I asked Chirstine..she deciphered the Malyalee bit and this she could not understand!!!!) :)
Isaindhal namm iruvarin suramum namadhakum.. Dhisai veru aanalum
aazi ser aarugal Mugilai mazaiyai pozivadu pol isai ...Namm
isssaiiii....



(This is what she understood!!!!...the dude on the elephant at the end of this verse...I still remember him...he sure made an impact...man look at that carefree expression on his face!!!!)

Thik thakida thathikakidA....thaka thimi thaka junu
Nanna dhwanige ninna dhwani-ya, seridante namma dhwaniya..
Naa swaramu nee swaramu sangammamai, mana swaram ga avatarinchey
Ninde swaramum ningalude swaramum otthucheiyum Namudeya swaramai....

(Over to West bengal....A Metro makes it way to the station...Me spotted Arun Lal at 3:36)
Tomaar shoor moder shoor srishti koroor koi ekshoor[2]...
Sriishti karoon woi katha

(Over to the Far East now!!!!)
Toma mora swarer milan srishti kare chalbochatano
Toma mora swarer milan srishti kare chalbochatano

(Scenes of Goa....the parties and the beach!!!)
(Over to the Gujju brothers....)
male sur jo taro maro, bane aapno sur niralo

(Scene of a local from top...and konkani ladies walkin in the background..Maay Marathi!!!)
majhya tumchya julta tara madhur suranchya barasti dhara



(Back to Hindi...I dont knw the first lady....then its Hema Malini..Asha Parekh in a saree which an aunty in the neighbourhood had..long back..followed by Lata didi..in a tricolour sari..!!!
Sur ki nadiya har disha se behke saagar mein mile...
Baadlo ka roop leke barse halke halke..
Oh...Mile sur mera tumhara tho....sur bane hamara...

(The synthesizer rakes up the beat...AB..Jumping Jack..Gun Master G9 take it away!!!Kids dressed in saffron, green and white....and forming a tricolour in the end...)
Mile Sur mera tumhara
tho sur bane hamara tho sur bane hamara
tho sur bane hamara











Enjoy the video:


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

Second Best

He tried his best to beat the rest,
But always there was something amiss.
Somehow he always ended-
Second Best.

He soon lost interest,
Not in trying but in winning.
Now he always wanted to end-
Second Best.

He found solace in this now,
He smiled more out of sarcasm than happiness.
There was more fun being-
Second Best.

This was his victory chant,
“I motivate others
I give them a reason to try
They are the best because I choose to be-
Second Best”.

A Milestone

The road lingers on;
From one horizon to the next.
Some people pass me by, but I remain,
Like I was, like I will be

Life is not forever;
Like the turn of the tide it too has to ebb.
But I remain;
Like I was, like I will be.

I found many friends on the road,
Some stuck while some just went by with a wave of the hand.
But I remain,
Like I was, like I will be.

The wind now blows hard,
Bringing back memories of old.
Some more people pass me by, but I remain
Like I was, like I will be: A milestone

Read my blog...somebody please...do leave your comments!!!

(The background: I have recently started posting on InfyBlogs too. And as crave for attention, I refresh the blog page every 10-15 mins to check if somebody commented on my blog or not. But yeah, you are right, no many do and that sure makes me sad. What adds fuel to the fire is my friend Kali. Now he is blogger and writes real well too. Respect for that. But he gets a lots of comments (of which half are his own...but the bottomline is..he gets a lots of comments :( ). So this write-up comes up to address my frustration and yes to gain more page views on InfyBlogs.. :) )

I have never been good at presenting myself. Back in school…well forget about school…I was presentable then…at least my mom says so and she is correct too, she did take pains about me wearing regularly washed and ironed school uniforms and yes regularly polished shoes too. I used to tie my own shoe laces mind you. Learnt that in Std VII (ok…fine…I am a slow learner but not lethargic mind you!!!).

As my mom says and she is correct again, “Everything changed when you enrolled in that engg collg in Pune and yes got that room in the hostel.” (mind you it was COEP, arguably the best in the state after of course IIT B but mom had her reasons to hate it). So be it in my hostel or college I was this disheveled guy, with a stale beard and an even staler t-shirt (no..no don’t look away please, I have not even mentioned my smelly floaters yet). My friends (including girls) didn’t exactly run away from me, but looking at the state of my t-shirt they could guess whether it was the first or the fourth consecutive day I was in those rags (pardon the exaggeration)!!!

Let me tell you a secret,though, the branded t-shirts (like Reebok and Nike) are real worth. I mean I did a round of regression testing on my Reebok t-shirt and it lasted the toil where other t-shirts lost their sheen or just fell by the wayside. So basically I was never presentable, but for the way I spoke or wrote!!!! And I should admit that nothing much has changed these days, only that formal shirts are a bit delicate and a bit costly and have to be washed regularly. The tie with the knot can be pulled on until your roommate mistakenly puts it in the washing machine with the heap of his clothes ;)

With this history behind me, it suddenly struck me that I was not diverting enough traffic to my blog page. So I thought out the reasons and here are my thoughts, point wise (for ease of the reader, “I care so much for the reader, but then why don’t I get many :(???”)

1) You have to be regular in posting: 1 guy reads your blog on 25th Dec 2008. Then one fine day 29th March 2009, he is relatively free and suddenly remembers, “I must check Advait’s blog. Last time I went to his page he had written an engaging account. Here it is.”. “What is this?? The same old entry. Hummmphhhh…another one of those wannabes!!!” :(

2) Profile pic : An interesting profile pic can do wonders. “Where did that “Joker!!!” pic go…Damn these software security guys” :(

3) Write about LOVE: This is a top draw I tell you. LOVE made not only Yash Chopra what he is today but many others too. One name comes to my mind but then I don’t want to offend anybody and say NOM. But ..but its not my fault….so many people talk about LOVE that even a real story will seem like a “Seen that, read that (a 100 times) before” :(

4) Make your presence felt on the BB (the public folder) first: I tried. But damn the server, by the time my reply got posted there were like 10 replies already posted and when I, myself read my reply I found out that it was way out of sync. Others who read it would say, “Man he sure is slow…Ramayan ho gaya aur puch raha hai Sita kon hai!!!!” :(

5) Attend bloggers meet: I did…I did attend it….I seriously did… what!! you don’t remember me. Hey I am clean shaven now. Maybe that is the reason you don’t recognize me. But I did attend it. I swear!!!! :(

6) Appear to be an apprentice of another blogger of interest: I tried even that..Kali you know I did that. But then everybody wants to have a piece of the BATMAN…no one if wants to glance at ROBIN :(

7) Break ur story in parts. Arouse interest: I tried that too. But by the time I completed part II, I forgot who the main characters were and part I was one story and part II was another L

8) Post on BB that you have posted on your blog and ask for comments: I did that. Whatever moderate comments you see are thanks to that. But then I don’t think I managed to get the timing of the post on the BB right. And now getting attention is not possible. “These SWINES, I tell you!!! I always hated them. Flithy ba#$%^&*!!!” :(

9) Don’t give up: Whatever you do. However disheartened you are don’t give up!!!! That’s what I am doing right now!!!! :) :) :)

BLOG ON!!!! :) :) :)
End Result: This post attracted 15 comments on Infy Blog..most of them of sympathy!!!!! :)