May '06
19

Himesh Reshammiya: The Nasal Effect

Question: Which music would you prefer to hear early in the morning?
(1) Gayatri Mantra
(2) Prabhaat geet
(3) jhalak dikhalaa jaa ….

Recently when I was on a trip to North India, a small tea shop at Chandigarh was blaring Himesh Reshammiya’s numbers one after the other. As if we didn’t have enough of Himmesh during the day, we were forced to hear his unbearable voice at the crack of the dawn. I was picturing birds speeding away from that place terrorized by the piercing music, and rats, cockroaches and other rodents dying out of sheer pain and torture!.

Himesh Reshammiya
oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo huzoor….
oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo aashik banaya aashiq banaya aashiq banaya ….
oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo jhalak dikha ja jhalak dikhla ja jhalak dikhla ja ….
naam tera tera naam tera tera naam tera tera naam tera tera naam tera tera naam tera tera naam tera tera…….
zara jhoom jhoom zara jhoom jhoom zara jhoom jhoom zara jhoom jhoom …

No my keyboard is not stuck. I’m only quoting some ridiculous lyrics of Himmesh’s songs. There are more, in fact the whole song is usually meaningless. Add to it his irritating nasal tone, and you’ll rather listen to a donkey bray. You have his song one week and its remix in the next. Ohh dear!

‘Success gone into Himesh Reshammiya’s head, no?’ He appears on TV giving interview after interview, talking about being youth icon and venturing into rock music.

Some people say – “Himesh must be deaf, definitely. Otherwise why would anyone torture himself?”. I also heard about a group of urban youngsters collecting funds to pay for Himmesh’s nasal surgery. A Gujarat village has banned his song because they believed it attracted ghosts. hmm…

People will listen to anything patronized by Bollywood. It’s a sorry picture…

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May '06
10

Back from the mountains

I’m back to the material world. Here is the travelogue and photo gallery of the holiday i described below.
Bicycle expedition
Jalori pass and North India

Mountain cycling right up to the snow clad peaks was amazing and the cold winds with occasional rain refreshed my turbulent soul. A heat treatment followed later at Amritsar and Delhi, which burnt my skin and left me dehydrated. It was fun though.

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