All time Music-3: St's never ending playlist

The best songs are the ones that you come across completely by chance,  and then at some point later on they will haunt you...not the whole song but maybe a part of the tune, a phrase of the lyrics, and drive you mad!
Not the propaganda songs:I read somewhere that big labels push songs into people's minds. They keep on playing it in repeat mode and finally even a song that you hated once will stick with you eventually... but i am not talking about them ...am referring to songs which you may hear just once:in a wedding somewhere or in someone's car when they drop you off, on a random listening to FM or while you are having a coffee in an obscure shop...

and then when nothing is going on in your mind you will hum that tune and try to work backwards as to where you have heard it before.

So for me, I heard this song in all those places but just fleetingly....in a coffee shop the first time. I asked them about it but they said they didn't know Sh*t. (rather they didn't give a Sh*t)... next I was randomly listening to "The Wicked Hour" on FM at night and this came up...i remember i wanted so badly to memorize the lyrics so that i could ask my friends or Google but couldn't ...and before i could even enjoy the song it was gone. I think i tried mailing the RJ as well...
In another act of randomness I heard this song in the background of a commercial for Incredible India. And so i downloaded the YouTube video, converted into audio and played it repeat mode over and over and over... hoping that some day i will find where this came from... I asked on the YouTube link what the song was...someone gave me a hint that its a Buddha bar song...but cruelly didn't tell me which one...I explored/searched on Wikipedia on YouTube on every f*^king website the list of Buddha bar albums and songs... phew...
I took a chance then and asked another crazy music listener friend of mine about it ...she did give me a link which was quite close to the song but was not exactly what i had heard...it was then that i lost hope and deleted the song in an attempt to forget it....

Life is what happens when you least expect it...

Year 2015 and Trip to Malaysia...after a day on the beach there we were relaxing on a restaurant called Champor Champor and eating over priced food and was about to check in when...I heard this woman's strong rough voice, the obscure lyrics and the fusion music...Gaaaawwwd! It really is a finite world!

Finally! ....My longest blog so far is dedicated to the lengthiest search for a song "Bombay Pure"by Buddha Bar... Here is the song and the actual Incredible India video which i had put on repeat mode....Hope it haunts you the way it haunted me:

Bombay Pure Karunesh YouTube

Incredible India Advertisement 

Not for the faint hearted!

Once when I was in B-school and had left my shoes to dry outside my room, an ugly-gooey-sticky growth had been formed on one of my shoe laces...I was so grossed out I was ready to throw them and my friend Ritu commented "arre pagal hai kya... ghar kaise chalayegi"... and it hit me.. surely running a house is a grizzly business and it requires more determination and courage than cleaning a shoelace! Some incidents that show case that running a house is not for the fain hearted:

Proof 1: We had a huge ceiling fan in our balcony, one afternoon a pigeon flew into it and there was blood feathers and bones everywhere. BTW my mother is a strict vegetarian and almost a Jain when it comes to harming animals, she was terrified, she called someone to collect the carcass, swept the whole balcony with phenol so that there is no smell, put clothes in washing machine and all this before we reached home from school as she didn't want any of us to see the sight or any evidence of what had happened.

Proof 2:
Our Nayi Naveli Washing  Machine... stopped working barely 2 months after we bought it. The LG mechanic took 3 seconds to diagnose that the problem is that a RAT entered the machine and is eating way the wires!... I yelled and screeched a like a girl while he shook the machine... and then he told me the Rat is still on my balcony railing... I couldn't chase it away...he clapped loudly and the mouse fell off the balcony railing.

Proof 3: Now come on you may say.... rat lizrard cockroaches are a way of life and nothing out of ordinary....BUT BUT BUT Of all the animals one may expect to enter in a flat, am sure BAT is absolutely the last on anyone's mind. Yet it happened. Thank fully on a day when i was not in the house; Preshit gets up and goes to our second bedroom and sees a strange BLACK MASS, HE IS JUST ABOUT TO SWITCH ON THE LIGHT WHEN HE REALIZES THAT HE HAS SEEN a BAT!...He does what anyone else can do... call the "guard bhaiya".

Proof 5: In 1.5 years of married life Preshit and i have changed our house 3 times. IN all times both of us have different idea of what cleanliness means and therefore we have each struggled with establishing "clean" house every time we move. Moving into a house is a big strain and again every time I am tempted to throw out stuff rather than clean it.

Probably this is why we feel that even though Men are stronger than women, women are tougher than men... because they were the ones who handled these everyday incidents of eww and eeks and toughened it out!

Mother The Great

Now, I know many may have said this before me...but my mom truly is great; her anecdotes:

"Shrutiiiii..... woh capsule mat laana...papa keh rahe hai ki mujhe isme hi sikha denge...kya hai... apple jaane kya hai"- My mother, asking me not to get a tablet for her.

"Betaa...humein update kar do.... message save karna sikha do...(belches)..."

"Ab theek hai Shweta, acche se reh lo ye bachhe ke chkkar mein mat pado"- advising my sister on not having a child till they were settled.


"Shrutiiiii, tujhe agar success chahiye to tu apni saas ko phone kar!... main keh rahi hun bas namaste kar!" -- Astha channel mode.


Whatever said and done: My mom is like Winston Churchill, the war prime minister. She is sent everywhere where there is warlike-critical situation. We all feel that she is finicky and not very comfortable and easy going but in past 5 years she has stayed in Vindhyachal, Bangladesh, Vidisha, Khandwa, Bhopal, Noida and Hyderabad and in all for the comfort of others. This when she has reached the golden age of sixty. And every time she goes back to "Home" in Noida, she has to start from point A: look for a maid, buy groceries, dust sofas and beds, get the phone running, get the cable running...and i wonder...why doesn't she just run away!

Parameters of measuring success

Hyderabad, Kondapur, Golden Tulip estate, Ground Floor.

Scene: I am taking my 3 year old niece up to my house. A pre-teen girl and her brother come down the stairs.

[The Girl]: Hi... Do you work in Deloitte?

[Me] Err...  No... I work in TechM.

[The Girl]: Who is she..? Has she come to play? Will she spend the night?

[Me] Yea...she is my niece... she was getting bored so she came with me...i will drop her back at night..

[Sai/My Niece] Smiles shyly... knows we are talking about her...

[The Girl] ohh... in car??
[Me] What a thing to ask... Yes or maybe my husband will drop her off on bike.

[The Girl]: Does she understand English?
[Me] What is this woman's problem! haha... yea she kind of does... sai...what is your name?

[Sai/My Niece] under pressure...looking away from all of us....Shambabi Jori

[The Girl]: Where was she born?
[Me] Dude!!! really... DELHI, but she understands Telugu also.
[The Girl]: Her turn to give me a weird look...Which class is she in?

[Me]: Well... i dont know...
[The Girl]: Shocked... Doesnt she go to school??!!!

[Me]: NO ...she goes to this pre-school thing... she is 3 yaar...


[The Girl]: ohhhhh hehehehe... ok... i thought she is big... hehehehe...

[Me]: Ok bbye...sai bye bolo didi ko...
[Sai/My Niece] baaaiii

[The Girl]:Actually i thought she is born in US...she is so fair na...thats why...