Reporting from Workstation 9

Such a beautiful night.

After a while of moaning and groaning about a directionless existence(of not wanting to be another I-banker- or a "mover 'n' shaker" as my boss puts it), I put on my(bequeathed to me by Vas and Vivek) collection of hindi songs.

Just Liz and me. Shweta is shopping for unmentionables. Still shoppin. It's midnight.

Groovin to the Rangeela Soundtrack with bacardi limon really takes away the blues.

We went through all the all time greats.

Started with Guide, then yeh shaam mastani (kati patang), some sholay, caravan, chalti ka naam gaadi... woah. But Lata's ajeeb dastan hey yain is something else. Just pure magic!!!

Currently oh Jo Jeeta wohi sikander dose..My kids will surely learn these before Sinatra and Elvis.

I'm off to Indonesia for a couple of days. It's the Chinese new year. Big deal for them.

Will put some photos up when i return.

till then, Xin Nian Kuai Le!!!

Too much, now its Mmumbhai..Javed Jaffrey is brilliant!!

Labels: Life and its trivial pursuits