Boy with the terrace

Pata Hai, Yaha se bahut door, Galat aur Sahi ke paar, Ek Terrace Hai 
Mein waha milunga tujhe

The year was 1980 and the month October. A couple by the name of Alok and Shanta Ganguly along with their son and daughter made the switch from to Nepean Sea Road to Versova. The building that they settled in was one of the few on the stretch. There was hardly anything around it. This place used to be a British cantonment. The only thing worth seeing was the beach. One had to just Hop Skip and Jump (it’s much more than that actually) and your feet were in the sand with the waves passing over them.

10 years later, a boy by the name of Adit was born. He played in this building, he ran like there was nothing to stop him, he fell down, he rose. Balls were hit into the sea which were never found again. As kids, our curiosity to find out what that boy and girl used to do behind those rocks were answered. 22 years later, Adit still lives in the same place. There is a reason why he will never leave this building. He just cannot. There might be better places in the city to live, he might earn the money to live abroad for that matter but at the end of the day Adit will come back to the place that he calls HOME.

The building playground (that used to exist once upon a time but it’s nothing more than rubble and concrete now) and my residence were always there, but these two places aren’t the reason for my being so attached to where I stay. That place belongs to …

A terrace is something all buildings have. Mine’s a bit special for it’s a stone’s throw from the beach. I’ve got compliments like ‘ What a wonderful view’ , ‘ it’s so beautiful’ , ‘ You’re so lucky ' and not to forget ‘ How are you still single’ from friends. For this, I have only two people to thank, my grandparents, Alok and Shanta Ganguly. Thank you for choosing this part of the city to live in.

My terrace started off as nothing but a place above the 7^th floor of my building. I hardly used to go there until the second half of last year. It slowly became a room of my own due to the number of times I kept going there. I think if there’s anyone after the watchmen of the building who have visited the terrace the most in the past year, it is me.

There is now more than just a bond between the two of us. From a room, the terrace is now a person, one of my closest friends. I share a lot of things with my terrace. Things that no else knows about. Wherever I go, I feel that some part of the terrace is within me.

There’s a lot of stuff inside my head. I keep thinking about the things around me. A lot of thinking was done on the terrace. I used to go up and spend hours by myself. How does time fly and sunset turn to darkness sitting on the parapet of the terrace I do not know? One of the reasons why my book was named ‘The Answer Within ‘was because it was at this very place where I got the answers to most of the questions I asked. Such was the magic about the place that many times I got the answer before asking the question. If Karthik (From the film Karthik calling Karthik) had a phone where he got an answer, I have my terrace. Whatever I asked and replied by my friend is what fills those of my book. What is in the book, that we shall discuss someday later. That day is not today.

This is what it looks like from the top

This friend of mine has brought me nothing but good luck. I got my happiness, creativity, sense of humour and unpredictable nature back. My friend told me that for you to be happy, one must make the people around him happy. And thus started my daily jokes on Facebook. I was told that no matter how sad you may be, even if you’re in no mood to smile, put others before yourself and add a smile to their faces. I set out on this journey making sure that the morning of the people I know starts on a good note. Making the world smile is not an easy thing to do. My friend taught me how to do that.

When I asked a question, this friend showed me another path to get what I wanted. A terrace can’t be called a person but if there was ever a reason behind me teaching the kids, we all know who to thank.

I ' CHILL ' at the terrace

And then we have some people in the building who don’t like to see other people happy. This prick has a problem with my happiness and the place I get my happiness from. Mr. Prick comes across that type of person who never had ‘ fun ' in his life. Mr. Prick doesn’t like me taking my friends to meet my ‘best friend’. He wants me to take permission from him to visit my own terrace.

What Mr. Prick doesn’t understand that he is fighting a lost battle. He is 60 years old, I am 22. He is going to die in some time; I have my whole life ahead of me. I am not leaving the building anytime soon. So who is the loser at the end of the day?

Most of the people that I've taken to my terrace don't live that close to the sea. They feel that they've come to some wonderland when they come to the terrace and on the beach. I never used to pay much attention as I've lived here since birth. I used to see the same sun set by the horizon day after day. What was so special about it. Couples used to come, do what they had to, and leave. What was there to feel good about where I stayed. And don't get me started on Ganesh Visarjan. The noise and people on the last day, the garbage, the condition of the beach and the sea after everything is over. What's so good about living by the sea?

These were some of the initial questions that I'd asked this friend of mine. Within minutes, I had found the answer. Such is the case today, that each time I visit this friend of mine, it feels like I'm visiting the terrace for the first time. I don't know if such a thing is called magic, but there is just something about the place.

The year has started on a superb note. Each day thus far has been more exciting than the previous day. There is a lot to look forward to. If the first month of the year has been this kickass, I can't imagine what the next 11 months have in store. I am so happy, cheerful and pumped up these days. I have a trip to Rajasthan next month, the excitement is such that the wait is killing me. I have got back all the things I'd lost thanks to this friend of mine.

This aside, I have another journey to set out in the last week of this month. Despite the happiness and craziness returning, there is still something missing. I asked my friend where I could find it and like always I wasn't disappointed. To rediscover myself, I need to get lost first. And I will ‘get lost ' for the next 7 days. Getting lost helped me find myself a few months back. Need to find myself again.

It's time , Didier

Thank you Didier , For Everything * wipes tears *

If you’re a top footballer in Europe, your career in incomplete if you don’t win the champions league. Watching players like Zidane , Raul , Pirlo , Nesta , Kaka , Maldini , Shevchenko , Henry , Eto’o , Deco , Rooney , Ronaldo , Ronaldinho , Gerrard , Iniesta , Xavi , Messi one gets the feeling that these players were born to win this trophy.

Such players come once in a generation and you get the feeling that they just couldn’t have retired from the game without having won the Champions League. It would be really heartbreaking for them if after years of playing the beautiful game with a passion, determination not seen by many they didn’t have a UCL winner’s medal on display in their trophy cabinet. 

His final kick in a Chelsea Shirt

249 days ago, a man’s last kick in a Chelsea made sure his name will go down in that exclusive list. 19^th May 2012 is a day no Chelsea fan will ever forget. It still feels like yesterday if you ask me.

3 days after that, this individual bid farewell to the club where the world recognized him as one of the most unplayable forwards on his day. Opposition fans were relieved that he would be plying his trade in Europe anymore. If this was the fear he could strike in the hearts of people who watched, one could imagine the state of opposition defenders. Surely, many would have been happy reading the news of his departure from European football.

This man was the reason I’d kept my hair long. The reason why I always tied a ponytail when I sat in front of the TV during every UCL game Chelsea played that season. I read the news of his departure on the official site. Headed straight to the barber’s shop. There was no ponytail when I came out.

This was the love, respect and adulation I had for my favourite Chelsea player, Didier Didier Yves Drogba Tébily aka Didier Drogba.

They say people come into your lives to leave one day. Didier Drogba seems to be an exception. I still haven’t gotten over his departure from the club. When I see a certain Spaniard waste chance after chance my heart cries out for the man from Ivory Coast who wore the number 11 at the back of his shirt.

Farewells are sad. But Didier could not have asked for a better sending off. Drogba was the Champions League’s ‘Problem Child ‘. How different would things have been had he not slapped Vidic and taken John Terry’s penalty. Everyone remembers the ‘fucking disgrace ‘episode at Stamford Bridge. The ringleader behind that was none other than Didier Drogba. Having played 4 Semi Finals and 1 Final not many were expecting Chelsea and Drogba in particular to set those wrongs, right.

Many of us knew the Final in Munich could very well be the last time we’d see Didier Drogba in a Chelsea shirt. He and the club were 90 minutes [plus extra time and penalties (how can we ever forget)] away from lifting the Holy Grail. The 33 year old, 6ft 2 inch Ivorian was Chelsea’s best chance of victory. Fans knew it, the players and the manager knew it. But above all, Didier Drogba knew it. Such was his presence and influence in the team that he knew when and how to rise to the big occasion. His ability to raise his game in cup finals is unparalleled and unmatched. The man was born to play football, and at the biggest stage possible. The stage was set for Didier Drogba, it was time for one final bow.

Fast forward to the 83^rd minute of that eventful night in Munich. A cross from Toni Kross to Thomas Muller, who heads the ball down into the ground, causing it to bounce over Čech and in off the crossbar. 

Chelsea fans can’t believe what they’re seeing. Wins over Napoli and Barcelona mean nothing after Muller’s goal. Will this generation of players be known as the ‘team never to have won the Champions League’? We would get that answer in the next 7 minutes ( plus added time )

88^th minute and Bayern Munich are two minutes away ( plus added time ) from having their name etched on the trophy. Fernando Torres wins Chelsea their first corner kick of the game. Juan Mata takes the corner and curls one in the box. It hits someone’s head and Chelsea is level. Chelsea’s hopes of winning the Champions League that were dead some moments ago are now alive and kicking. Chelsea fans watching all over the world go into a never seen before frenzy.

And the Dream lived on

If you didn’t guess who scored, Drogba’s his name.

Didier Drogba , Tra La La La La !!!

Drogba soon turned from hero to villain fouling Ribery in the box to give the Germans a penalty in extra time. Ex-Chelsea player Arjen Robben did his old club a huge favour when Petr Cech saved his penalty. The referee blew the whistle at the end of 120 minutes and it was a visit to familiar territory for the men in blue. A penalty shootout in a Champions League final. But this time they had the man from the Ivory Coast still on the pitch.

He knew Drogba wouldn't miss

Mata misses , Olic misses , Schweinsteiger pulls his shirt over his head after his missed shot. Chelsea fans celebrate, but they are reminded of that eventful night in Moscow. But for some reason they know what the last penalty kick means to the man who’s stepping up to take it. Who else but Didier Drogba?

Images of the red card in Moscow, that Barca game at the Bridge flash in my head. As Didier makes that ‘ walk ‘ towards the penalty spot one knows that here’s the chance for the man to make amends. He knows what he has to do to enlist himself amongst the Footballing Greats.

Drogba kicks. And the ball goes to the right of Manuel Neuer. Chelsea wins the Champions League for the first time in their history. Everyone who rooted for the men in blue ends up in tears. It was a night to take to the grave. All thanks to the man from the Ivory Coast.

Drogba had redeemed himself. And regardless of which team one supported, you had nothing but respect and admiration for Didier Drogba.

He left the club 3 days later. Due to his equalizing goal and winning penalty, the club were able to enter the 2012-2013 Champions League as defending champions despite not qualifying for it via the league standings. This led to the club being able to sign players like Eden Hazard and Oscar. Drogba’s played a very important role in getting these two players to Stamford Bridge.

That said, Didier Drogba has won everything there is to win at the club level. 3 League Titles , 4 FA CUPS , 2 League Cups and 1 Champions League. Despite all this there is one last thing left to do before he hangs up his boots. One final tick needs to be made on the list of medals he has to win. Before a Marseille and Chelsea player, Didier Drogba was something. He was an Ivory Coast national. Winning the African Cup of Nations is the unfinished business that Didier Drogba will set out to complete come this January.

Time for unfinished business

When we talk about Didier Drogba’s career, his international career seems to be left out. As per the latest standings , Ivory Coast ranks 14^th in the world, above the likes of Uruguay , France , Sweden and 5 time World Cup Winners Brazil. Their talismanic captain Didier Drogba being a main reason. Having made his debut in 2002 and has scored 59 goals in 91 appearances for Les Éléphants. He’s captained the national team at two World Cups (2006 and 2010).  Ivory Coast may be the best African team in the world but it’ll take some time before we see a team from African lift football’s greatest prize to win. But what Drogba and his team can do is lift the continent’s biggest prize. The African Cup of Nations.

Like the Champions League, Drogba and the AFCON have a history of their own.  Drogba captained the side in the 2006 edition taking them all the way to the final losing to Nigeria in penalties ( Drogba missed a penalty in the shootout ). The 2008 AFCON was one to forget for the Ivory Coast as they lost 4-1 to eventual winners Egypt in the semi finals. 2010 was even worse as the Ivory Coast crashed out at the quarter final stage losing 2-3 to Algeria. 2012 would be the 4^th time Drogba would lead his team. They reached the final having gone the entire tournament without conceding a goal. Drogba had a brilliant chance to win his country their 2^nd AFCON as Ivory Coast were awarded a penalty late into the second half but fate had other ideas. The match went into extra time and penalties led to Zambia handing the Ivory Coast another defeat in the AFCON.

Off the field, Didier Drogba is no less than a God for the people of the Ivory Coast.  Drogba was the face of his country; the symbol of a new, post-civil war Ivory Coast. Civil war had been raging for five years when, moments after leading his nation to the 2006 World Cup finals in Germany back in October 2005, Drogba picked up a microphone in the dressing room and, surrounded by his team-mates, fell to his knees live on national television. He begged both warring factions to lay down their arms and, within a week, his bold wish had been granted.

A single soccer match achieved what five years of combat and negotiations could not: an apparent end to Ivory Coast’s civil war. The man who brought the warring sides together was not a politician or a gun-toting strongman, but Didier Drogba, the star striker for Ivory Coast.

In 2007,  Drogba was appointed by the United Nations Development Programme ( UNDP) as a Goodwill Ambassador.  His involvement in the peace process led to Drogba being named as one of the world's 100 most influential people by Timemagazine for 2010.

The Ivory Coast go into the 2013 edition with the same tag they’ve been holding before every tournament, ‘favourites’. Once again the team will be led out by Didier Drogba. On paper, the Ivory Coast should win this easily. But this was the case in each of the past 4 tournaments. The team is filled with talent with majority of the players plying their trade in some of Europe’s big clubs. This ‘golden generation ‘of players have been together for a long time but this is not the case for the man who put the Ivory Coast on the footballing map. The 2013 edition will be Drogba’s final AFCON. If you thought the Champions League was all that was left for Drogba to win, think again.

Going by the man’s personality, what he has given football fans across the world and especially his hunger for victory and success, his determination and passion to end his country’s wait for the trophy, fans of the Ivory Coast have a lot to look forward to this tournament.

Lesson Learnt

I learnt a valuable lesson about Journalism today. This blog was all set to be posted tonight. But with events taking place over the past few hours , everything written below is now redundant. A new story is born with each passing second. No need to feel sad over the time spent in writing the article. Will learn from this.

England's Top Prize

This won’t be the first article on this topic you’d be reading and considering the pedigree about the people that you’re going to read about, I’m sure this won’t be the last. There’s still a lot of time for the present to end but speculating about the future has always made for good fodder to write and speak about. May is four months away and with each passing day, stories about these three great men will intensify.

It seems a battle never imagined, predicted or witnessed will commence come August. A three way battle of the beautiful game will be fought at the place where it was invented. What makes this rivalry more intense is the love lost relationship between its 3 contenders fighting for England’s top honour – The Barclays Premier League.

This is no ordinary battle. It has all the ingredients required for it to go down folklore for future generations to marvel at. This story involves The Emperor, A Special One and a New Kid on the block.

The Emperor - Reigning Supreme

This Emperor has reigned supreme in the land for the past 26 years. The journey hasn’t been easy. He too, like the others has faced defeat. But what sets him apart from the rest is his hunger to win and wrestle back what he has lost. Time has been witness to this. Victory was within touching distance the last time he set out to battle but fate, luck and destiny had other ideas. But The Emperor has shown his expertise and his ‘hate to be 2^nd’ mentality in the ongoing battle. The past has certainly taught him an unforgettable lesson, one that has made him wiser and more aware of the threat posed by the enemy.

As things stand, The Emperor is on course to remind the world why he’s still the undisputed champion of the land. Age surely plays an important role in his reign. With each passing battle, talks about his retirement have done the rounds. This summer won’t be any different. Will it be time for him to hand his thrown to a worthy successor or will the King of the Jungle be motivated enough to face the two hungry cubs who have set forth into the Promised Land.

This battle has another very interesting element to it. Should The Emperor decide to call it time, these two candidates are prime contenders to take over his reign. Should The Emperor want to stay, these two will make sure that come August 2013 the world will get to see a 3 way battle to the finish. How this battle will pan out only The Emperor can tell for he holds all the cards to the game.

And here’s a heads up on what to expect from these two.

The Special One - Time for unfinished business

The first candidate is ‘Special ’. He seems to have the Midas touch for whatever he touches turns to gold. When he sets out to battle in foreign lands, he makes sure that defeat is not an option. The Promised Land is not something he has not set foot on. He made the move after conquering his hometown. Such was his expertise and attention to detail during battle that The Emperor was made to look second best when the two fought. It was only when this ‘ Special One ’ left the Promised Land did The Emperor start winning again reminding those watching that there’s only one boss in town.

Despite having won everything one could ask for, this promising contestant is still hungry for more and has some unfinished business to settle. And it seems this will only be achieved if he makes his much awaited return back to the place which he still calls home.

This makes it an interesting angle from the Emperor’s point of view for he knows the threat posed by the Special One. This candidate is seen by many as the perfect successor to the Emperor’s throne. If given a choice, the Emperor won’t get a better replacement to take his place.  The Special One keeps setting higher standards after every victory at battle. Succeeding The Emperor might just be the last thing he longs for. But The Emperor still nurses those wounds inflicted to him by the Special One and would want to stay on and show the world that this time the special won’t be so special.

The Kid Next Door - A New Neighbourhood beckons

Battles are normally fought between two armies. This one has three. Enter ‘New Kid on the block ’. This kid has proved himself in his neighbourhood making mincemeat out of the challengers. Being a newcomer, he has not made his young age be a handicap. Kids grasp things very quickly when they are young and put it to use when the time comes. Mr Kid is no different; he learnt something during his childhood and made it into a philosophy, a style during his rule, one, which the world watched with amazement and awe.  The faith showed in what he learnt was rewarded in triumphs over The Emperor and The Special One. He soon realized that he’d only be mentioned with the greats should he make the move to the Promised Land. The Kid is ready and waiting to strike.

But the land he enters now is unchartered territory. Will his ‘backyard tactics’ work with a different army in a different environment. He’d want to prove that knowledge can be taught anywhere, including the Promised Land.

Like the Special One, Mr. Kid shares the same credentials required to be The Emperor’s successor. He’ll be at the tip of the mountain with his sights on the things below.

Will he be able to resist the lure should the spot for the throne be vacant? Or will the Special One have taken that place? Will The Emperor still be there come August? If not who will be his successor? Regardless of what The Emperor does one thing is certain, we will get to see these two adversaries fight each other in the Promised Land. Time is going to move at snail’s pace for the next 8 months. But once the holy date arrives, there’ll be no looking back.

In Deep Shit

In Deep Shit

I woke up sooner than I normally do today. It had been dreams for the past few days but the nightmare that I fear the most occurred once again. It wasn't for the first time and I'm sure there'll be sweat around my face the next time it happens.

I have many fears, we all do . What i'm going to talk about isn't exactly ' fear category ' but it's more than enough to scare the daylights out of me.

This dream starts in the morning. I get up , rub my eyes and put paste on my toothbrush as I look at the mirror. Such is man's hectic lifestyle that he's under a lot of stress and tension. But it is this morning time that he feels a lot of pressure. Such is the pressure he feels that he spends minutes waiting in long lines just to attend nature's call. And then we have that unlucky lot who don't have the luxury of privacy. They just got to do it. Man doesn't have a choice. You see them take a dump at the railway tracks , at the sea , behind bushes. Man shits where he wants , when he wants.

I too , at that time feel a lot of pressure and open the door to do what one does in the toilet. What follows is me yelling , shrieking , howling like never before.

Where did the fucking commode go? And anything but this God? Anything but ' wicket-keeping '

What I see in front of me is something that I hate using - The Indian Toilet

Besides teaching the world English and giving us Cricket and The Beautiful Game , the most important thing the British gave the world was the Western Style Commode.

Feels like Heaven , doesn't it ? 

On one hand we have the Commode. The word means "convenient" or "suitable" and it is indeed so. A luxurious and relaxing ' pot ' is situated in a room where creativity is at its peak. One can spend hours thinking about the great mystery called Life. How time flies sitting on that pot? God knows

You have got to be fucking kidding me 

And on the other hand we have ' wicket-keeping ' . If you want thighs like Cristiano Ronaldo or you plan on being the next Moin Khan ( C'mon Saqqi , well bowled saqqi ) then the Indian toilet is the best thing to have entered your life.

Here , you wanna get done with this shit ( Literally ) as soon as you open the door ( not so lucky for some ).

It's not food , music , alcohol or the company that's the most important for me when I go for trips. How do I shit is the number one priority.

But we cannot complain due to us not having a choice. I cry in my head when I see that I have to ' wicket keep ' at a friend's place / trip / you're luck is so bad that there's no commode at the place. You just have to mentally prepare yourself for the fact that the next ten minutes ( you'd really wanna get done soon ) are going to be the most unforgettable ten minutes of the day. The feeling of victory when you step out after wicket keeping is hard to describe , even harder to write. Having said this , I have never taken a dump in a long distance train and I hope that day never comes. Touch wood .

In my dream , God has played a really sick joke. Where did the commode go? I don't know how to react. I call up my neighbour and tell him my problem. I make a dash for his bathroom and I yell even louder than before. His commode has been replaced as well. What in God's name is happening? Is there a person called God I ask myself.

There's no shame in admitting that we look for the nearest mall when we're outside and are faced with such a situation. I run as fast as I can in the hope that I reach before it's too late. While running I see dogs shitting , kids shitting. But there is no way I'm gonna do what they are. Bhag DK Bose plays inside my head.

It seems that I have to reach my destination. The pressure is there but I still haven't shat. And finally I reach the nearest mall. The feeling of having climbed mount everest sinks in and I run towards the male restroom and open the first door. And then the choicest of abuses follow.

Another ' wicket-keeping ' style toilet .

What follows is tears. I have lost all hope. How can this be happening? How can one of man's greatest inventions just dissapear?

My head is in my hands and Im still crying . And then my eyes see the words ' Western Toilet ' written on the last cabin. I think this is some cruel joke but the hope within me helps me gather all the strength to open the door.

And finally , I see what my eyes have been longing for. The Western Toilet. I unzip my pants and sit down to do what I'd come to. I press the flush but there is a sound that I'd not expected. I open the tap and I shout , howl and yell again .

THERE IS NO WATER . FUCK MY LIFE .

Children of Heaven

For those who don't know, I am currently pursuing my Masters in Communication and Journalism from Mumbai University. It's a 2 year course. The first academic year was just how any course should be, lectures, assignments, deadlines and the usual.

The second year has been a joke to say the least. The month of June was such that I was so engrossed in studies; I had to look for free time. If it wasn't for Euro 2012 I would have died of boredom. Whatever said and done about how hectic June was, I was happy about one thing. I always had something to do to keep myself occupied.

Post July, I was on one long vacation lasting till November. There were times in this vacation where I couldn’t remember the last time I had a lecture. There’s a limit on the amount of time one can be on Facebook and watch movies. What’s the point of going to college when you’ve got nothing to do there? You can talk to the same people on the phone/online that you meet in college so that was one problem solved. I can get bored very easily and I needed something to do. Badly.

During the course of this ‘vacation’, I thought about the ‘important’ things in my life. To be more direct, I over thought about these important things. I was so engrossed about what I thought was important that I’d forgotten about what really happens in the outside world. Stuff that should really matter to me.

A lot of time was spent and wasted in my over thinking. I couldn't go back in time and recover those hours I wasted. But what I could do and did was utilize the time that I had at my disposal by doing something worthwhile. Something that I should have done a long time ago.

I finally woke up and realized that there are much better things in life to look forward to. After a long time, and I’m glad this time arrived, the blinkers around me finally came off.

Such is man's nature that he is never satisfied with what he has. He always feels the need to want more. Some want new shoes, a new car, new clothes, etc. Over the past few weeks I've realized what it is to have everything and have nothing.

What is the point of desiring new shoes when people don't have feet to walk? What is the point of finding out how much those glares cost when many haven't seen the light of day? I want those headphones so badly but I forgot that people are deaf. There was only one thing I wanted, but I realized that there are people who are worse off than me in this department.

One thing was common on both sides - we both needed love, and we knew we would find love in one another. Knowing where I would find this, I set out on my journey.

I now am teaching English in 2 NGO’s. One is with 11 orphaned boys in 4th standard and the other is a group of 20-30 kids in a municipal school in Santacruz. I was so hell bent on finding something that I forgot there are many who don't even have the parental love that I am blessed with. The most basic form of love is something that these kids don't have. There is absolutely no one to show them the way.

My first class was on the 7^th of October 2012. I don't know why I didn't cry when I saw those 11 boys , the age of 10 sitting on the table waiting for ' Bhaiya ' to come and teach them the English Alphabet . Why didn't I do this before? Where was I lost that I forgot that these kids need someone to show them the way? Why was I so eager to find something when there were these ' children of heaven ' who were looking for the same?

I felt like shit for the first few minutes. But at the same time, I felt reborn, that this is my second chance, a chance to do what's right and what I should really be doing. The time had come to put others before myself. For the people who really needed and deserved it.

 I might not have done anything worthwhile in my life thus far. But if even one of these kids goes into the outside world and makes a name for himself, I will feel that my efforts didn't go waste. I teach at these two NGO's thrice times a week. I wish I could see the smiles on their faces every single day. I don't feel like saying Goodbye to them when it's time to leave. Their faces are now etched in my memory. They are the students, but I feel that I am learning something from them, something that cannot be expressed in words. I am gaining something that cannot be measured or described. That feeling stays and belongs to you and you alone.

And I say to my self. What a wonderful world.

Talaash - Music Review

Delhi Belly belongs to that small list of movies I’ve seen in the past 2 years where the music played an equally important role as the film. A man named Ram Sampath came into the limelight giving us the unforgettable Bhaag DK Bose ( Why don’t people like Saigal Blues is beyond me ) and once again he teams up with Aamir Khan in his upcoming film titled Talaash – The Answer Lies Within.

The album kicks off with Muskaanein Jhooti Hai. Picturised on Kareena, Muskaanein belongs to the girl singing in the bar category of song. It’ll take some time for the song to grow on you. Not that bad a number. But give me Tinka Tinka and Kaisi Yeh Paheli over this one any day. That said , I must listen to Tinka Tinka again ( love that song ).

My expectations went up a notch when I read Vishal Dadlani’s name besides Jee Le Zara. Ever since heard Madari from Coke Studio (listen to it at least thrice a day), I have fallen in love with the Pentagram singer’s voice. And I’m saying this without any bias but Jee Le Zara has taken my love for the man to a higher notch. If there’s a song that you listen  again and again after hearing it for the first time , Jee Le Zara is that song. Kya Gaaya Hai Boss , Maan Gaye .

For the first 40 seconds , Jiya Lage Na gave me an indication that the song would be a slow number . But from that moment on , Sampath takes the song to another level completely. Good vocals by Sona Mohapatra and Ravindra Upadhyay . Pay closer attention to the lyrics and I liked the song even more . For some , Jiya Lage Na would seem orthodox and in some cases loud . The thing I'm looking forward to most here is the picturization in the movie. 

Going by the trailers of the movie , Talaash belongs to the crime mystery and thriller genre. Using the lyrics that reiterate this , Sampath gives us Hona Hai Kya . A ' telling the theme of the movie ' kind of song. If that's what the music director was paid to do , he's done well I must say.

I knew Laakh Duniya Kahe would be a song I'll end up liking just after hearing the first two lines. And with each passing second of this number , you'll love it even more. Mr Ram Sampath ( who has sung the song ) , why don't you come out with more music . I should be asking this to the directors and producers who make the movies for there is a man waiting to be explored. A good romantic track after a long time. Mr. Sampath , wherever you are . A very big thank you for this song.

The last song in the album is the remix version of Jee Le Zara . I was still in awe of the original number. This number will play in a lot of gym's and parties ( I DJ at both venues ) . Given a choice between the two , I'd pick the former. 

Just 6 songs , but boy is the music of Taalash good . Ram Sampath has just earned himself a new fan. If I had to get over the music of Jab Tak Hai Jaan , Talaash was just the thing I needed.

Songs that you will download - All of them .

Songs that you will download and tell others to listen to - Laakh Duniya Kahe , Jee Le Zara . 

I'm going with 3.5/5 for the music of Aamir Khan's upcoming movie . These 6 songs have surely created the hype/buzz that the movie needed. Good Job , Mr Ram . 

Jab Tak Hai Jaan - Music Review

Jab Tak Hai Jaan

The words gap and return have a lot to do with Yash Raj Film’s latest flick called Jab Tak Hai Jaan. It marks Yash Chopra’s return to direction after 8 long years (his last being Veer Zara), the king of romance Shahrukh Khan returns after playing a mafia kingpin in Farhan Khan’s Don 2. But since this is a music review, I cannot ignore the magician from Madras who makes his return after Ek Deewana Tha (in case you thought it was Rockstar). As soon as I saw the trailer for this movie in the cinemas it wasn’t SRK, Katrina or the locations that are so well known in YR Films. It was Rahman, who I knew would be the prime reason why I’ll shell out money for Jab Tak Hai Jaan. Realizing that Gulzar has teamed up with Rahman, my expectations were even higher. 

Considering Rahman was back after such a long time the wait to hear the first song of his latest movie was killing me. Challa starts off well with the guitar strumming but as soon as I heard the voice I said ‘Hey wait a minute, isn’t this the Bulla ki Jaana dude singing? ‘. Like most of his songs, Challa too is sung in Punjabi. I didn’t understand the lyrics (looked them up later). For a song that I heard the first time Challa didn’t disappoint. But I didn’t get the ‘Rahman is back ‘feel. Also the thought of Rabbi Shergill singing for Shahrukh didn’t turn out to be that bad an idea after all. A decent title song but there’s something missing. Most of you will like this song but will somewhere feel disappointed.

Shreya Ghosal has sung for Katrina Kaif in the past and sung well. I have heard most of Mohit Chauhan songs and I like the way the man sings. After Rabbi, it is the man who gave us ‘Jo Bhi Main ‘who lends his voice to Saans. I shall comment on this in the final paragraph of the review. There is a lot to say. Coming back to the song, Saans is that slow romantic song every movie needs these days. I’ve heard better songs than this. Saaiyara from Ek Tha Tiger sung by the same duo as a matter of fact is one for example ( not a great song but anyday better than this ) Is this the same man who gave us hits like Dil Se , Taal , Rang De Basanti , etc ? A very mediocre song to say the least. Getting an indication of what is going to follow, I prepare for the worst.

Song number three, Ishq Shava is a lively and peppy number. Shilpa Rao is one singer who over the past few years has slowly made her name in female play back singing in the industry. Once again she manages to be the only reason why you’ll hear this song. Three songs down and I’m still looking for AR Rahman.

Heer is a simple but at the same time soothing number to listen to. 4 songs down and this is the closest I felt I was listening to the music composed by the man with curly hair. You may not like it at the start but there might be a selected few who will.

We come to the livelier Jiya Re. I wasn’t that gripped the first time I heard it, Neeti Mohan’s voice being the only thing that was stuck in my head. Hear it a few times and you’ll keep this in your mobile phone. That I assure you. The music of Jab Tak Hai Jaan has some hope.

Turns out it’s Jab Tak Hai Jaan and not Challa that’s the title song of this film. The song has a versatile feel to it as Rahman’s combined multiple individual tracks into this one. Javed Ali doing equal justice to the song.

Saans (Reprise) is a slower and the solo female version of Saans. Was too slow for my liking.

Rahman goes instrumental by giving us Ishq Dance. I don’t go to dance classes nor do I dance well but I’ve heard much livelier dance numbers, Hindi ones that too.

And last but not the least we come to Jab Hai Jaan – The Poem, recited by Shahrukh himself and written by Aditya Chopra, the lyrics of the poem leave a lasting impression. The Hindi used in the poem is not that tough to understand. Yash Chopra’s last Veer Zaara too had a poem towards the end of the movie (which was a treat to listen to). This time is no different. The best has been saved for the last. 

Songs that you will download – Challa, Jab Tak Hai Jaan – Poem , Jiya Re

Songs that you will download and end up liking eventually – Heer , Ishq Shava

Song that you will delete – Jab Tak Hai Jaan , Saans , Saans ( Reprise )

To cut a long story short, I am very very disappointed in the music of JTHJ. I’ll come to Rahman later but the thing I found most surprising were the choices of male playback singers that were used. Yash Chopra’s last directorial venture , Veer Zaara had too many songs but each one was one that is still heard today for one prime reason – When you closed your eyes and heard the song you felt Shahrukh was singing. We’ve seen this trend right from Raj Kapoor and Mukesh, Mohammed Rafi and Shammi Kapoor, Kishore Kumar and Rajesh Khanna/Amitabh Bacchan. People of my generation have grown up listening to Udit Narayan, Sonu Nigam and Shaan giving their voice to countless number of Shahrukh songs. The trend with all the examples mentioned above is that you always thought the actor was singing when it was certainly not the case. Such was the voice in the playback singing.  If I were given a choice I would have stuck to the tried and tested. Rabbi was surprising but he did justice to the song. But Mohit Chauhan singing for Shahrukh? Something went wrong there.

Rahman fans have waited long for his return and most of us will be massively disappointed with the music that he has given us. Besides Hosanna, I doubt any of us heard another song from Ekk Deewana Tha. Most of us think it was Rockstar which was his last movie. Music the likes of Dil Se, Taal, Swades, etc cannot be made again but at least give us the assurance that yes it was the same man that composed those tunes. Rahman’s next Hindi movie releases in 2013 (when I don’t know) but I hope the music lives up to the name that I have grown up listening to.

If you want me to give stars I'll give the music of JTHJ 2.5/5 . And that's being generous to say the least ( gave one star just because it's Rahman ) 

P.S. - Should have done the music review for Barfi :(