What’s The Fuss All About?

What the fuss was all about in my case was maintaining my long hair and beard  as,  my  regular  hair  cutting  saloon  was  closed  due  to  the  lockdown.   

The next big fuss was about getting assurance that I could visit the saloon and be safe now that, they had reopened.   So, I pestered my son and heir to go, inspect, ensure and report back about the hygiene at the salon and the precautions that they take to prevent spreading of the virus.

The next big fuss was to get ready mentally to take the risk despite the assurances received.  The discomfort of the long hair and beard finally persuaded me to take the leap of faith and go.

The next big fuss was all from the lads at the saloon.  They were delighted to see me after such a long time and ooed and  aaed about my hirsute splendour and tried to persuade me to shape both rather than revert to my earlier version of short crop for both.  Finally, with much reluctance, my choice prevailed and you can see the result below.

Lest my readers think that the fuss that I experienced was so great, here is what Stevie Wonder has to say about it.

If I’m caught at a dance party without my dancing shoes
And everybody dances on my bare feet
Shame on me
If I’m minding my business just doing the right thing
And you try to front me off in the street
Shame on you
If a family’s waiting for that special blessing to
Come their way
But they ain’t trying to get on their knees and pray
Shame on them
And if we live in a time where every nation’s fighting
Around the world
Yet we can’t all agree that peace is the way
Shame on us
Shame on me, shame on you, shame on them, shame on us
Shame on me, shame on you, shame on them, shame on us
So what the fuss
If I gotta get up early in the morning for a job
Interview
And I forget to set the stupid alarm
Shame on me
If my children are playing outside like little children do
And…

This is my take on this week’s Friday 8 On 1 blog post topic. The other seven bloggers who write on the same topic every Friday are Maria. Sanjana, PadmumRaju, Shackman , Srinivas and Conrad.  This week’s topic was suggested by Maria. Please do go over to their respective blogs to see what they have to say on the topic. Thank you.

Professionalism.

In my last post on Earworm, PR has left this comment. “Beautiful song…first time I’m hearing this…the next song on the list Yeh Moh moh ke dhaage is my favourite.” The following clip will show why that song is her favourite.

This post however, is not to popularise that song but to talk about a remarkable actress Bhumi Pednekar. She is the actress in the clip and played the role of an overweight wife in a remarkable family drama called Dum Laga ke Haisha.

I admire her acting ability and have not missed any of the movies in which she has acted. In Dum Laga Ke Haisha particularly, to play the part, she deliberately put on weight and then to become her normal svelte self, went on a diet and exercise regime to lose it. What professionalism!

The lyrics of the song in the background is a love song full of longing and love for the man. It loses its power in translation but, for those interested, the song translates into English as follows:

These strings of attachment,
have got entangled in your fingers
I seem to get no clue,
how to untie these knots..
Every cell in my body is a musical instrument,
that passes through the clouds..

You must be a little mad, to have chosen me..
how, how did you listen to everything that was unsaid?

You are day, I am night.
come let’s meet like they both meet in the evening..

This heart wasn’t so carefree earlier..
letters seem to have found
a new address..
this heart wasn’t so carefree earlier..

On the empty street, I walk with my eyes closed,
I’ll reach at least somewhere even if for no reason..

I Am Alive.

My friend MB posted this on his facebook page.

I commented: I must be one of the right people!

MB responded: You are dead right Sir. And he added a few emojis that I simply did not understand.

I could not resist the temptation to take this further and added: MB, I am very much alive!

He in turn responded: I meant that you are absolutely right Sir. No harm done, my comment increased your life span by another minimum 10 years. And for effect, added a few more emojis.

I in turn responded with emojis of my own: 🙏🙏🙏😀😀😀

Philosophy Of Life.

I was pleasantly surprised to listen to this song from a WhatsApp forward yesterday.

This was sent to me by a very dear friend who thought that I would appreciate the philosophy that the lyrics convey. Little did he know that this promptly took me back to the 60s of the last century when this movie was released. I was enjoying the life of a bachelor with a full time public sector company job and was smoking Charminar cigarettes. I had also got a Ronson lighter as a gift from an uncle who had quit smoking. In this song, in the movie, when the hero lights up with the lighter, the signature tune plays and I went on a wild goose chase to get a lighter with that application. Finding it extremely difficult to get gas to refill the lighter I finally had to discard it till I finally gave it away to an antique collector who was fascinated by it.

I loved the song for its lyrics and I wish to share it with my readers.

Main Zindagi Ka Saath Nibhata Chala Gaya
Har Fikar Ko Dhuen Mein Udata Chala Gaya

I flowed with life as it developed
I blew away all problems like rings of cigarette smoke

Barbadiyon Ka Shok Manana Fizul Tha
Barbadiyon Ka Jashan Manata Chala Gaya
Har Fikar Ko Dhuen Mein Udaata Chala Gaya
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Mourning failures was a waste of time
So I moved on, celebrating my failures
I blew away all problems like rings of cigarette smoke

Jo Mil Gaya Usi Ko Muqaddar Samajh Liya
Jo Kho Gaya Maein Usko Bhulata Chala Gaya
Har Fikar Ko Dhuen Mein Udaata Chala Gaya

Whatever life offered, I believed was my destiny
What I lost, I kept trying to forget it
I blew away all problems like rings of cigarette smoke

Gham Aur Khushi Mein Farq Na Mehsoos Ho Jahan
Maein Dil Ko Us Muqaam Pe Laata Chala Gaya
Har Fikar Ko Dhuen Mein Udaata Chala Gaya

Where there is no difference between Happiness and Sorrow
I moved on, trying to bring my heart into that state
I blew away all problems like rings of cigarette smoke

Lyrics: Sahir Ludhianvi
Album: Hum Dono
Music: Jaidev
Vocals: Mohammed Rafi.

I smoked for fifty five years and am paying the price for it now but, while I smoked, I enjoyed every puff and tried to live my life like the lyrics of this song suggests.  I think that I mostly succeeded too!

Singing.

A friend sent this clip to me with much enthusiasm hoping that this advice will keep me amongst his gang for some more time,

I responded to him with “The problem is that I can’t sing anymore. I croak like a frog.”

In his inevitable style he came back with “24/7 News Channel Reports Breaking News. There are many formats of singing like Qawwwalis, Classical, Jazz, Pop etc. Mr. RR has now introduced Croak Singing which is getting to be very popular in Western India.”