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..

4 thoughts on “Professionalism.”

  1. Tangled…thoughts and emotions…I was inspired by Pat Boone today…writing love letters in the sand….I wasn’t on sand nor writing love letters…but the words
    “On a day like today
    We pass the time away”…was my earworm since yesterday….

    https://youtu.be/QosnYXnBKXk
    Earworm is also a new word for me….Arvind and Mukesh are regular earworms in my life…

  2. No earworms for me – though can replay whole symphonies in my head. That’ll come in useful one day when I’ll be rotting away and, in absence of being alive, I’ll have all the time in the world.

    U

    1. When Mozart passed away, he was buried in a churchyard. A couple days later, the town drunk was walking through the cemetery and heard some strange noise coming from the area where Mozart was buried.
      Terrified, the drunk ran and got the priest to come and listen to it. The priest bent close to the grave and heard some faint, unrecognizable music coming from the grave. Frightened, the priest ran and got the town magistrate.

      When the magistrate arrived, he bent his ear to the grave, listened for a moment, and said, “Ah, yes, that’s Mozart’s Ninth Symphony, being played backwards.”

      He listened a while longer, and said, “There’s the Eighth Symphony, and it’s backwards, too. Most puzzling.”

      So the magistrate kept listening; “There’s the Seventh… the Sixth… the Fifth…”

      Suddenly the realization of what was happening dawned on the magistrate; he stood up and announced to the crowd that had gathered in the cemetery, “My fellow citizens, there’s nothing to worry about. It’s just Mozart decomposing.”

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