tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48703733779291871962024-03-19T14:31:52.248+05:30Casey's KornerCaseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04490605307472868527noreply@blogger.comBlogger364125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870373377929187196.post-89240593167007168812019-11-20T22:17:00.000+05:302020-01-09T22:18:13.028+05:30Wordless Wednesday -- Happy Birthday Bubu<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<br />Caseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04490605307472868527noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870373377929187196.post-46134165483164787272019-11-06T17:11:00.000+05:302020-01-09T22:03:46.610+05:30Wordless Wednesday -- Before and After<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"><tbody>
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<br />Caseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04490605307472868527noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870373377929187196.post-52580425368598559212019-10-26T22:05:00.000+05:302020-01-09T22:14:06.404+05:30Wordless Wednesday -- Happy Birthday KuKu<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<br />Caseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04490605307472868527noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870373377929187196.post-3434548337137033262019-01-01T18:03:00.000+05:302019-01-01T18:04:54.489+05:30Happy New Year 20192018 was a year full of ups and downs: unexpected good news on the personal front ~May and some scary news on the professional front in August. I am not sure if I am glad the year is over but I am glad 2019 is here.<br />
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Happy New Year 2019 to all the folks who follow or read my blog or accidentally landed on this page. I hope 2019 brings you happiness, good health, prosperity, good friendships, a lot of warmth and love.<br />
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Caseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04490605307472868527noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870373377929187196.post-63924300384132229342018-12-15T11:38:00.000+05:302019-01-02T11:54:33.312+05:30Theme Change and general rantI have been using the same theme for so long now that I opted for a change - I did not want to lose my window settings and so I chose from the same theme category. I may change it again before long as it looks too pinkish for my taste but lets see.<br />
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If you have subscribed to my blog you may realize that I am back-posting stuff. I have been busy and tired and worn out but I really really wanted to get back to some of the things that used to and continue to matter to me - like my blog, my reading, my fitness etc etc in that order.<br />
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Kuku has gone back to school after his holidays and Bubu is fast asleep - I should be sleeping but I wanted to get at least a single guilty pleasure out of the way before he wakes up and so here I am :) <br />
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I am yet to post the X-mas decoration pics which I always do - waiting as usual for the Arien. The moment he steps in to the house, I have a whole bunch of requests - get this, buy that, hold him, feed him - I meant him not him, etc etc and so the Arien now feels that the office is the only place he can get some peace :D<br />
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I hope to get back to reading soon but I doubt Bubu will let me get back to that. Lets see :) Caseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04490605307472868527noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870373377929187196.post-35930789378298421562018-12-12T11:19:00.000+05:302019-01-02T11:23:05.721+05:30Wordless Wednesday -- lil Bubu<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Caseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04490605307472868527noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870373377929187196.post-82011927713253177462018-12-05T11:08:00.000+05:302019-01-02T11:18:40.279+05:30Wordless Wednesday -- 10 Year completion bouquet <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Caseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04490605307472868527noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870373377929187196.post-88962587888113167272018-12-01T17:35:00.000+05:302019-01-01T17:51:02.691+05:30... Its a Boy!We welcomed our second bundle of joy, a baby boy, on November 20th this year. All that I had forgotten or romanticized about newborns came back with full force! I kept yelling at the Arien "How could you not remind me about sleep-deprivation, horrid diet etc etc?" while the Arien ignored my complaints.<br />
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Some days are good;<br />
Some days, I want to curl up and sleep and wake up on my own - not because a lil one is screaming; Some days, I want to cry.<br />
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I wish for additional energy, strength, patience to support both my bundles of joy and the Arien, of course :D Caseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04490605307472868527noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870373377929187196.post-4950374890600853642018-02-14T13:31:00.000+05:302018-02-23T13:33:22.953+05:30Sports Day 2018 -- Wordless Wednesday <table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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Caseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04490605307472868527noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870373377929187196.post-4013420089980997442018-01-02T17:45:00.000+05:302018-02-23T12:52:18.053+05:30Lunch!1st January was a holiday and you know how hard it is to get back to work after a holiday. So, somehow it felt like I was dragging my feet and taking my own sweet time to, well, to get to office. Then, out of the blue, our team decided to have lunch outside - whoever was in office, at least. It was a super good idea especially because nobody wanted to think about work or actually do any thing related to work today. I raised a token "I brought lunch" and then gladly decided to go out with the team. Diet plans are postponed for a bit :) We ate at Jalsa Gold.<br />
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Nice beginning to the New Year!Caseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04490605307472868527noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870373377929187196.post-16437053935481253312018-01-01T12:48:00.000+05:302018-01-12T12:49:14.125+05:30Happy New Year 20182017 was jam-packed. There were so many posts that I wanted to complete writing and then publish but I didn't do it. I wonder if I should go back and publish those first. I might still do that but for now, I am looking at 2018 and starting afresh. <br />
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Happy New Year to all my friends who still visit this blog of mine. I hope this year allows you to do all that you wanted and get all that you wished for. I hope this year is fun, filled with happiness, travel, family get-togethers, and love. <br />
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<br />Caseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04490605307472868527noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870373377929187196.post-6439215088029017672017-12-23T17:11:00.000+05:302018-02-23T17:21:48.449+05:30Kuku - The DancerKuku loves to dance. My cousin got married in December and Kuku decided to dance at their wedding reception as well. He can stay without food and water but cannot stay long without dancing - as I found out at my cousin's reception. We went to another cousin's daughter's birthday party and the moment they put on the music, he was all set to dance and move and groove. We were surprised at his new-found confidence for dancing in public. Also, he did not mind that both of us were not anywhere around him while he danced. When he saw us, he smiled, waved, and continued dancing. This is a new Kuku - I am glad and worried at the same time. I love dancing as well. Everyone has asked me to enroll him in dance classes but something tells me this is jes a fad - I am not sure (maybe I am hoping this is only a fad!) so, I want to let him enjoy this phase while it lasts before making it a chore (Classes, rehearsals, etc. etc.). I want to avoid bollywood numbers, dapanguthu, etc. so I am not really sure about the options. Do you have any ideas? Please write to me and I'll check on that. Thank you! Caseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04490605307472868527noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870373377929187196.post-56982846216737299122017-12-20T15:48:00.000+05:302018-02-23T16:56:50.056+05:30Wordless Wednesday -- at my cousin's wedding<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Caseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04490605307472868527noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870373377929187196.post-38960658469853446572017-07-13T18:22:00.000+05:302017-08-23T19:44:49.866+05:30Lunch at the Bombay Brasserie<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpMkW4e8BMzQcs9UEcCGQtsnga2XKCHQ1HPzltHsQ_c6TVyPTvSlXBpaQS7KZs8yB-XTBQBaE987F6-03cLPYWk4MbuMBqXPfTBS3J5WLOoirxsjpd_2VuMba9CeLTQHJqeBPzkdTD_kw/s1600/IMG_0937-002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="424" data-original-width="600" height="226" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpMkW4e8BMzQcs9UEcCGQtsnga2XKCHQ1HPzltHsQ_c6TVyPTvSlXBpaQS7KZs8yB-XTBQBaE987F6-03cLPYWk4MbuMBqXPfTBS3J5WLOoirxsjpd_2VuMba9CeLTQHJqeBPzkdTD_kw/s320/IMG_0937-002.JPG" width="320" /></a>After a long time, our team went on a lunch only outing. The place chosen was Bombay Brasserie in Indira nagar. Not many of us had heard of the place but we were all game. Two members from the team, one who was recovering from surgery and the other whose parents were on a sudden visit, could not make it to the lunch. As a result, I was the only vegetarian of the group.<br />
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We started with drinks. I did not want to try any of the mocktails and opted
to have a lime juice instead. Others tried various mocktails. A number of
interesting concoctions were tasted and the one I can remember was Cocoa
Rush. Some liked it but some didn't think it was great at all. No
consensus at all. There was a discussion on liquid nitrogen
and its after effects after cocoa Rush was served at the table which was
quite enlightening for me as I was not aware of its use in recent times
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I ordered Aam Papad Paneer, as a starter which was sweet. Mostly paneer dishes are spicy but this one was a variation that was not bad. I polished it off anyway. The non-vegetarians (everyone else) ordered various starters and seconds and thoroughly enjoyed themselves. I think I should come here with the Arien. <br />
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I was not really noticing what the others ordered for the main course. My main course had a noodles, coconut rice and a veg gravy that was not at all spicy. A good combination though I would have preferred a bit spice in the veg gravy. I enjoyed it though and polished it off before taking a snap :( <br />
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I did not have the dessert. I was avoiding all desserts as part of my new diet and I was also stuffed. I did not even taste it. That was a big step for me. It looked quite tasty though. The two desserts we ordered. <br />
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The place has a lovely ambience and a nice cozy feel to it. The walls
are a beautiful white and blue which is very pleasing to the eye -
reminds you of the beach. The AC inside was a bit high for us and we stared at the balcony throughout. We were not seated at the balcony but it sure
does look inviting, right?<br />
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<i>Image Courstesy: <a href="http://www.bombaybrasserie.in/" target="_blank">http://www.bombaybrasserie.in/ </a></i><br />
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Nice place to visit when you have the desire to treat your family to a
nice and expensive lunch. Lunch for two comes to 1500. There is no
booking and so you may have to wait a bit. I liked it. Have you been
there? Let me know what you think of the food.<br />
<br />Caseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04490605307472868527noreply@blogger.com0Indiranagar, Bengaluru, Karnataka, India12.9718915 77.64115449999997112.9409445 77.600813999999971 13.0028385 77.68149499999997tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870373377929187196.post-42536425633845883332017-07-09T13:19:00.000+05:302017-07-14T16:14:18.249+05:30Despicable M3 -- Movie ReviewAfter a long long time, we saw a movie with Kuku. My Arien cousin picked the movie because he knew that Kuku loves minions. We wanted to see how Kuku would react to the whole movie experience. His first movie experience did not really work out for us (you can read about that <a href="https://cassandra-caseysrealm.blogspot.in/2015/05/first-movie-experience-with-kuku.html" target="_blank">here</a>) and we were hoping the second one would be better. It was but only slightly so.<br />
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The movie was just ok. The story seemed a bit too familiar - the separated at birth story of Gru and Dru had me wondering if Hollywood was now borrowing from Bollywood. I think the producers are in love with sequels because the earlier film worked. However, unlike Toy Story sequels, I felt more than a bit let down by this movie. Some of the Bratt scenes were genuinely funny - especially with music from the 90s which probably no one else except the Generation X (ones after the baby boomers) would recall.<br />
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Kuku refused to stay put in his seat or wear his 3D glasses. He walked all around, sat on the steps, tried some pop corn, and some nachos. He kept putting his hand between seats and scaring the couple in front of us. Whenever I pulled him away, he would go for a walk in the darkened theatre looking for a kindred someone who would be good company as they both run up and down the steps. Luckily for me, he did not find anyone.<br />
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The Arien commented "I think we should not try this for another 3 more years". I groaned :( Caseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04490605307472868527noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870373377929187196.post-48025537413163595772017-07-02T13:01:00.000+05:302017-07-14T13:15:17.518+05:30Kuku, the wedding dancer<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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We had a wedding in the family. The Arien's niece got married amidst a lot of love, tears, and the general stress and loud words that one associates with a wedding. The surprise package was Kuku, who broke into a jig at the reception and was the cynosure of all eyes. One part of me was cringing that he was dancing for a typical dappankutthu song and the other part of me was surprised he was ready to dance in front of an audience.<br />
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<br />Caseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04490605307472868527noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870373377929187196.post-17242339777461358842017-06-25T12:12:00.000+05:302017-07-07T12:15:01.062+05:30Brown is the new WhiteI started baby steps towards eating healthy last month. I was unsure if I could do it because it involved a lot of change. I wish I could say it is easy. I struggle with my new choices and try to stay the course as far as I can. I have good days and a few off days that are slowly not too many in number.<br />
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One of the first changes was to move from white rice to brown rice. I balked at it but slowly made it work.<br />
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I love sugar in my tea. Whenever anyone commented on my sugar intake (I like 2 spoons of sugar in my tea), I would always respond "If I cannot have sugar in my tea, I would rather go without tea." I have not had sugar or milk in my tea for almost a month now. I thought that would be the toughest life style change but within a week, I was totally comfortable with it.<br />
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I try to include 1 fruit everyday and sprouts at least thrice a week. My food portions used to be quite erratic. I now stick to a fixed pattern and quantity everyday. If I am still hungry, I have a fruit instead of eating anything else. <br />
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I also have two cheat meals in a week when I can have whatever I like. I try to choose something healthy most of the time.<br />
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Sometimes, I go back to my old pattern for one meal or one snack. Then, I consciously reduce my intake for the next day. This is actually the toughest part for me.<br />
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I also thought that with these drastic changes, I would lose a lot of weight. But, its a slow and steady progress. However, I am happy that I am making some changes and am eating healthy. I do not feel stuffed or bloated. I actually feel light and that is something I am enjoying. Well, wish me luck :)Caseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04490605307472868527noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870373377929187196.post-49251355148655798502017-06-23T18:09:00.000+05:302017-06-23T18:09:17.024+05:30Declutter! Declutter! Declutter!I love to hoard stuff - old gift wrapping sheets, old letters, old cards, old photographs, old comic books, old books.. you get the drift. Sometimes, handling the resultant mess becomes unbearable. Identifying what to throw and what to keep is very difficult for me as each item has an associated memory that is dear or special to me. I usually end up keeping most of them and throwing a handful out. I hope my yelling this mantra a couple of times, will get me to actually declutter my space. Well, I'll save that for another day. <div>
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Today when I was wondering what to post, I realized that even my blog needs a bit of clean-up. Went back to my old blog look.. the one I always get back to after a spate of changes. Realized my blog list was outdated and while I visit so many other blogs, I have not updated my list. I removed some of them which have not been updated in a while. I will get around to adding more sometime this year. </div>
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I feel better already!<br /><div>
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Caseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04490605307472868527noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870373377929187196.post-60795842016073840042017-06-22T15:59:00.000+05:302017-06-23T16:07:55.283+05:30Happy new Year 2017Its 6 months into the new year... and here I am posting Happy New Year 2017!<br />
Well, better late than never.<br />
Hopefully, I will be more regular now.<br />
Fingers crossed.<br />
<br />Caseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04490605307472868527noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870373377929187196.post-79151928958280993792016-12-31T20:30:00.000+05:302017-01-06T20:13:31.962+05:302016 -- The Good, The Bad, and the UglyWell, 2016 was a roller-coaster ride. Lots of lows and a few non-lows which I must now consider as the highs of 2016 as the year comes to an end. This year, my temper got the better of me most of the time. When I was not feeling overwhelmed by my anger and the guilt that followed, I needed to be practical, understanding, thinking on my feet, accomplishing a lot, etc etc but I felt I was doing everything in slow motion. Like doing everything underwater or while zorbing.<br />
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<b>The Good</b><br />
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<li>Kuku talking - a lot. Whole bunch of new words instead of pointing and crying. He frequently says "Amma please stop talking" so he gets my full attention and he talks to me. He does not articulate some words clearly but folks other than his parents can now understand what he says. He also says "Kerpeech" for kerchief and "bo-loon" for balloon. </li>
<li>Kuku going to school without fussing. Initially he did not want to go to school, but soon he was interested in going to school. </li>
<li>Hiring someone for our team after a month long round of tests, interviews, and more.</li>
<li>Losing 2 Kgs in the last month of the year without any effort :D </li>
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<li>Deaths: George Michael dying at 53 on Christmas weekend; Jayalalitha's illness, death and the conspiracy theories surrounding her death; Balamurali Krishna's death; Cho's death;</li>
<li>Getting all sentimental and crying whenever I listen to beautiful music: Yesudas singing some old favorites, John Denver, bala murali krishna, etc.</li>
<li>Not keeping in touch with friends, family, and generally feeling like I was stuck in a boring routine</li>
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<li>Deaths in the family: MIL (March) and Grandma (November)</li>
<li>Two dreams died in 2016. Not sure if I want to re-visit them again ever but never say never. So, lets see.</li>
<li>Struggling with my impatience, temper, and the resultant guilt.</li>
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<b>Well, 2016 was hardly a favorite. Looking forward to 2017. Hope it is way better than 2016.</b></div>
Caseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04490605307472868527noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870373377929187196.post-11362550574496905952016-12-28T21:59:00.000+05:302016-12-31T22:04:50.385+05:30Merry X-Mas -- Wordless Wednesdays<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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<br />Caseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04490605307472868527noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870373377929187196.post-18630561662636958912016-12-11T22:51:00.000+05:302016-12-11T22:51:13.034+05:30New Record -- More posts in 2016Spent the morning comparing posts published per year. I found to my surprise that I had published more blog posts this year in comparison to the number of posts in the last four years. Yeah!! And the month is not over yet :) <div>
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Even if I do not publish any more posts, 2016 has been better than 2015, 2014, 2013, and 2012. That implies that I have not ignored my blog too much this year :D Happy!</div>
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Caseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04490605307472868527noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870373377929187196.post-80955096182656374162016-12-10T20:55:00.000+05:302016-12-10T20:55:03.533+05:30Another song and another trip down memory lane - Feeling OlderI was humming while making tea and realized that this was the other song I heard on the Auto- "Dil kya cheez hai janam apni jaan tere naam karata hain". This was another popular number and I could not recall the movie name or the actors. For a long moment, I thought it was Akshay and then realized it was before him. Finally, gave up trying to figure it out and googled the song: <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5jT-7Xa5aHY" target="_blank">Akka India Janta hai.</a><div>
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The movie is Jaan Tere Naam and stars Ronit Roy and Farheen Khan. Realized at the same time that we have seen her (Farheen) in a Kamal movie, Kalaignan. One of my all-time favorite Yesudas songs, "<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BzXr7QRymp4" target="_blank">Enthan Nanjhil Neengadha..</a>". It was pictured on Kamal and Farheen.</div>
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These movies are at least twenty years ago - Gosh! How time flies. No more trips down memory lane for me :D</div>
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Caseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04490605307472868527noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870373377929187196.post-70528788780783560752016-12-09T21:56:00.000+05:302016-12-09T21:56:06.497+05:30Trip down memory lane -- old Hindi songIt took me a while to get an auto, today. I kept walking and waving my arm to stop an auto but most were occupied and some refused to go where I wanted them to. I was wondering if I was going to reach office after lunch when one auto driver stopped. After arguing about the fare (an usual occurrence), we set off. He was playing some Hindi songs on his player and just like that, I was transformed into a school girl.<br />
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One song, I could recall and almost sing along was "Hawa Hawa". It was not a favorite but I was surprised I could recall so much of that song. "Hawa hawa" was sung by Hasan Jehangir (a Pakistani pop singer) and was a popular number in the late eighties and early nineties. If you cannot recall the song, you can check this video which you maybe hard-pressed to remember:<br /><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wgkPsgm_d5w">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wgkPsgm_d5w</a><br />
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I struggled to remember the actor in the video. I still cannot recall who he is. All I remember is that this was a very popular song. I knew most of the lyrics which is very surprising :)<br /><br />
Maybe the singer's video will help, it didn't help me though: <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=35hA0E5Vm5k">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=35hA0E5Vm5k</a><br />
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<br />Caseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04490605307472868527noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870373377929187196.post-36446352230888710562016-12-07T22:00:00.000+05:302016-12-09T20:41:00.863+05:30Sports Day for Kuku -- Wordless Wednesday<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Before the Race<br /></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ready Steady Go</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Activity during the Race</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Frooti and Eclairs -- After the Race</td></tr>
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