The Saga of My Singing Career 2

Continued...................




Incidence 3: The young singer in me had grown up amidst many small performance in my colony ( there use to be a power cut every day evening and all the colony kids in my street use to gather at a place and play "Anthakshari" ). Its a different story that they discontinued this game and shifted to others with no scope of singing ( i don't know why they keep changing the rules ). Any how now the grown up singer in me had joined Engineering first year and its time for some ragging .
 This time i had a much smaller crowd of 4 senior girls ( heheh..they dont have a chance to escape). At that point of time they don't know what's gonna hit them , they made the biggest mistake of their lives . THEY ASKED ME TO SING" (:D :D :D)


Singing i did , but they are rather particular about minor mistakes like the lyrics ( the actual song from film "Gharshana" which says hero rose from some thing and i said hero drowned in some thing ..what difference does it make ;) )


so after few unsuccesful attempts to correct me and having laughed their heart content , they left me ( now seriously tell me , how many singers out there had this talent of making their audience laugh )




Incidence 4: Its some time during my training in Infosys and we had personality development classes. The rules of the class are simple : who ever comes late should either sing or dance. if they don't , they can ask any of their friends to do so.( wait: i didn't delebrately come late for the opportunity , u know opportunities come knocking the door to the talented)
The strength of audience this time is some 30 odd and they were all well versed with my singing talennt ( thanks to all the nights we spent in classrooms doing boring coding stuff )
Now this friend of mine came late , and the facilitator asked her to sing . My friend, who did had this uncanny ability of recognising talent better than her, suggested my name . The facilitator had no issues , but the class shouted in unison "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"
I did come late the next day , but for some reason i had been excused from the rules ( might be the facilitator had deep respect for singers and hence the exception, i would love to believe so )


I prepared more vigorously this time expanding the range of songs i can sing (covering Telugu,Kannada, Hindi and English) for i am going to join TISS and i would sure get a chance during the ragging sessions  but alas, my seniors are far more intelligent or might be the word travelled far and wide from Arabian sea coast(visakhapatnam) to Indian ocean coast(mumbai)..(are the sea names correct???, it doesn't matter). They didn't ask me to sing :( :(


But as sharukh says "picture abhi baki hei" , who knows ..i will try for auditions for "Indian idol" and become popular






so my saga continues............................................

The Saga of My singing Career 1

This time , i promise . There would definitely be  a second part (as i had already wrote that too :P )


Well it might come as a surprise looking at the title of the post , but yes i did tried my hands (rather my Voice) on many platforms ,but sadly my audience do not have artistic heart ( better word would be audacity) to encourage a great talent (:D) like me 



so below are the few incidences on how an upcoming singer's dreams had been crushed, grinded and what ever ....


Incidence 1 : Its year 1997 (or may be 98 it doesn't matter). I am in either 5th or 6th standard and our school won the inter city cricket championship . So to celebrate the occasion , our entire school students (around 800, quite a good number for my first performance) had been gathered in the ground ( The concept of cheerleaders is not yet thought over by Lalit Modi then, so we rather had celebrations after the match ) . One of the teacher announced that who ever is interested can come on to the stage and sing a song . This call is more than enough for the artist in me and immediately dragged my friend (Amaresh) along with me and been the first people on stage to sing the song which i had been practising for the past 10-15 days (not for the occasion though)
   As and when we started the first few lines (its from the famous kamal hasan movie that time , "Indian" )and song goes like this "Pachani chilakalu todunte , paade koyala vintunte (which literally translates to green parrots be on our side and koyal listening to our song...:) ) , we were stopped and asked to get off the stage 


reason: they changed the rules of the game ( does we had a role to play in that , we don't know) and said we should not be singing cinema songs . so that's the end of my first performance


Incidence 2 : Its again some time in the school and this time i had a fool proof plan so that no one would be stopping me midway . I had given my name for district level singing competition ( quite ambitious considering my reputation as singer at school and at home ) . I dragged my dad to take me to the venue on a sunday ( poor dad..can't say No ) and this time i had a modest audience of around 100 people . I did complete my song this time , but i did observe that by the time i completed the song only 50 remained in the hall ( i love to believe that they had completed their singing and after listening to me , would have thought they don't stand a chance).


Result: hahaha...if u still are looking for some fairy tale ending with me winning , u should definetely give me a call to listen me singing ...On second thoughts, u can send me an SMS with ur interest of being my audience , i can call and sing for u :P


To be continued..........................

Ek Chalis ki Last Local 1

well to start , let me put the standard disclaimers


The title and content of the post are no way related except for "local" part and its just another trick to attract some eye balls :P  and this post is inspired (which in other times is to say "i copy pasted" ) by one post on similar topic by one of my super seniors


But all the contents of this post are from my experiences with mumbai locals in the past one year ( 2 field works and 1 summer internship) during which i covered Harbour,central and western lines  and hence most eligible person to pen down my experiences




Ok, now cutting long story short , let me list down some etiquetes , unspoken rules , observations and etc etc on locals

• You will never get any space to board the local when it is on the platform , but even if u manage a small 1/2 foot space , the passengers will take care of space for rest of ur body , but the next dialogue u hear is "Chalo andar chalo"
• Remember , it is customary to let the passengers board the train and then u get out of the train especially if it is DADAR or CST during the peak hours ..don't believe me ?? try getting out first and i will give u a prize :P
• Carrying luggage during peak hours is a feat worth mentioning in the guiness book records ( infact the feat deserves more )
• Don't venture any where near the seats if ur stop is in the next 3 stops ...the question to ask is " utarna hei" and wow u will be given the way
• Forget what ur parents might have said u in childhood  that don't get down from a running bus/train etc.........It is expected that u get down much before the train stops ...and definetely don't be first person at the door step , u are literally expected to jump out of a running train ...Uthuro uthuro is the war cry for getting down which is religiously chanted by all regular commuters :)
• Now some stats, the probability of finding species from venus ( the fair species) in general compartment during the peak hours is as frequent as catching a glimpse of manmohan smiling ( i know pretty poor analogy , want to mention Mamata banerjee but i don't want to be popular so soon ;)  )
• Wallets and mobiles are meant to be kept in bags and bags to be clutched close to u with both hands ..this is the norm ...want to try some thing different ( do remember to invite me while buying ur new mobile :P )

It is an experience and an achievement in itself to board a train going towards  CST in govandi station during the morning peak hours ( TISSIANS can relate with me)


Having said every thing , Mumbai locals are the life line and the fastest mode of travel in this over crowded yet charming city   and to be a true mumbaikar u should survive the locals first :D :D