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Ukkad dukkad bamba

Posted on: July 15, 2014


This article is written by Sudhir, a fellow enthusiast of Hindi movie music and a regular contributor to this blog. This article is meant to be posted in atulsongaday.me. If this article appears in sites like lyricstrans.com and ibollywoodsongs.com etc then it is piracy of the copyright content of atulsongaday.me and is a punishable offence under the existing laws.

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One can say, in some ways, it was a letdown. I mean my first meeting in person with Khyati Ben. We had been in email touch prior to that. I was in US, and had made plans to go down to Los Angeles and meet her. For identification purposes, she had sent me her photograph – a most dazzling blonde, with sharp features and attractive eyes, carrying a red rose. As per suggestions from Raja ji (who was also party to the email thread), I had been instructed to wear a trench coat, a felt hat, dark glasses and sporting a fake beard. And yes, also to carry a red rose. That would have been the identification to each other. Then, we had code words also defined for a more certain identification. On seeing the red rose in her hands, I was supposed to approach her and ask the question –“Aasmaan mein kitne sitaare hain?”. And she was supposed to reply with “hoshiyaar, khatre ke har taraf se ishaare hain”. That was how the introduction was planned.

Of course our first meeting did not proceed as planned. For one, given the weather and local travel baggage limitations, I did not carry my trench coat with me. So I had the dark glasses and the felt hat, and forgot the fake beard. I had also picked up a red rose before I boarded my flight to Santa Ana (suburb of Los Angeles). But that rose did not quite make it through the flight. (Actually, one of the air hostesses on the flight was so enamoring and fanciful that I was swayed, and offered the rose to her. Lekin wahaan koi kaam banaa nahin.)

So, as I exited the airport building, minus the trench coat and the red rose, I was of course on the lookout for that dazzling blonde. I saw some in the crowd around me, but none of them was carrying a red rose and did not look like the photograph I had been sent in email. The question that I was supposed to ask, it remained unasked. After a while, when finally we connected on mobile and then we came face to face – alas no, Khyati Ben is not a blonde. I wish Atul ji would accept links to images also in the articles. That way I could have posted the intentionally misleading photograph that I had been sent for identifying her.

So that was the first taste of mischief I had, in our first meeting in person. Now, I will not use any more words, but I am sure the readers will get a fair idea of the fun filled naughtiness that this person is. I have been directed not to say any more on this subject – you know, freedom of speech etc., all that does not work here. 🙂 🙂

Ah but, if the first meeting was a letdown, because it did not pan out as planned, I must also share with you the delightful upside of that encounter. I met a person who is so full of affection and warmth, and whose home is such a welcome place that I instantly was part of the family on my first visit itself. I am glad, and also proud that I have Khyati Ben as a friend and a sister. A person who is always ready for a joke, and for instant pranks – the fun does not cease to be when she is around, in person or even in a remote conversation over phone or email.

So when Atul ji suggested that I should do an introduction for Khyati Ben since I have met her in person, I was delighted. And also realized that I will need to talk with her some more, to add some details about family and interest in Hindi film music etc. I wrote to her, and we agreed to do a telephonic interview – “an important journalist from India (ahem !), interviewing the famous Hollywood actress of mystery movies”. The planned telephonic ‘interview’ happened this last Friday. Khyati Ben shared many an amazing things from her years at school and college, and then her years in the US. And after that, she made it very clear to me that I could not publish the details (see, I was telling you earlier about this freedom of speech and all that). To the extent that she wrote to Atul ji, with copy to me, that he should properly review and make sure that no unseemly or inappropriate things get mentioned in my article. And so, if you find this introduction boring and without ‘masaala’, please understand that my hands are tied. 🙂 🙂

Khyati Ben’s family is originally from a village close to Porbandar. Her grandfather, a solicitor himself, had a great passion for education as the most important thing in nurturing and bringing up a family as well as the society. He had a grand vision about it, and to execute that vision, he moved from his hometown to Borivali, a suburb of Bombay. It was a time when making such a move from one’s place of origin was considered inappropriate, and the rest of the extended family would outcast such a person. But her grandfather was a determined person. He purchased very large tracts of land in Borivali, which was in terms of acres and acres of good farmland. The price of land in those days was just about one anna (six paise) for a square yard. His purchase of such large amount of land foretold what his vision was.

Over the years, many relatives from close family moved to where he was, and to every such family member he gave a plot of land on his property. In this process a very large extended family came together, and it was almost as if an entire village was set up for them. Major portion of the land was used for agriculture purposes, and Khyati Ben has very fond and lovely memories of her childhood years spent in Borivali, with such a large set of family members and a large troop of cousins in the same generation and age group.

Following his passion for education, there were two very specific things that her grandfather accomplished. Firstly, in partnership with two other like minded friends, he set up an educational society called the Borivali Educational Society. He donated land, and his friends put up finance for other things. The society set up three schools in the area. Khyati Ben remember with pride and joy – her grandfather’s portrait was in the main hall of the school, and when she was studying there, she would proudly tell her classmates about him.

Her grandfather had seven sons. His second accomplishment was that he encouraged his sons for education and for building important careers. It is no mean achievement that two of them became doctors, two became engineers and three became lawyers and solicitors. In fact one of them went on to become the second Indian to be a judge at the Bombay High Court. Khyati Ben’s father is an engineer.

As for Khyati Ben herself, she completed her high school at Bhavan’s College, Andheri, and earned her B.Sc in Statistics (wow) and Maths at the Mithibai College. Hmm. . . this is one aspect that I just could not have guessed on my own. I could verily see the glint in her eyes when she told me on the phone that I should surely add this, so that readers may have a little “smart” opinion about her – “Ki ye thoda bahut padhi likhi bhi hai”. 🙂 🙂

One specific connect with the Bombay film world, Khyati Ben explained, was through her grandfather and his firm of solicitors. He had an office in the Fort area. The key thing about his practice was that he was the solicitor and adviser for many of the big names in the film industry. For the children in her age group, this had some very interesting advantages. For one, her grandfather used to get complimentary passes for practically very premier show held in Bombay for new releases. And the second, because of the friendly relations, many of the big names would be invited to the family functions. Khyati Ben remembers with glee that at the wedding function of one of her elder cousins, she was sitting next to Asha Parekh, and to Dilip Kumar. And she also regrets that at that age, it did not occur to her to take autographs.

Her passion for Hindi film music was ignited by the radio and the television. Regarding watching films on doordarshan, she remembers that they were supposed to take permission from parents. And her dad was particular about the kind of films he would let his children see. If it was a movie that had KL Saigal or Ashok Kumar, he was ok with such films. All other films were out of bounds. With a crafty tone she recalls how she coaxed her father into liking other heroes like Dharmendra and Amitabh Bachchan, the latter through a family viewing of the film ‘Abhimaan’ (1973).

Her other interest was listening to songs on radio. She recalls her father used to say, if the radio is on in the home, then it means that Khyati is somewhere in the house. And if the radio is not playing, then she is outside playing. Once she had an argument with her father about studying for exams and the playing of radio simultaneously. And once again, she was able to prevail, and convinced him that she can study better while the radio is playing.

She got married to Jagdish Bhai in 1985 and moved to the USA in 1986. Jagdish Bhai is a doctor, and a very gentlemanly person to meet and be friends with. As Khyati Ben was narrating stories about herself (majority of which have been censored from this introduction), she did share one thing with a tongue-in-cheek smile that I could imagine, even though I was talking to her half way around the world. Much later after her marriage, Jagdish Bhai has wondered what would have been, had he been privy to the details of mischief and naughtiness of her childhood. 🙂 🙂

In Jagdish Bhai, Khyati ji discovered a partner who also shares her love for the Hindi film music. Talat Mehmood is his favorite artist and in fact, he is very adept at singing Talat Sb’s songs on the harmonium. This was also mentioned by Nitin ji in his article, about his meeting with them in San Diego, and that Jagdish ji had sung “Mohabbat Hi Na Jo Samjhe Wo Zaalim Pyaar Kya Jaane”(of film ‘Parchhaain’ (1952)). After their engagement, Khyati ji tells us, that she was introduced to the real Talat songs, especially his NFSs. Prior to that she was only familiar with some of his most popular numbers like “Jalte Hain Jiske Liye” (‘Sujata’, 1959) and “Jaayen To Jaayen Kahaan” (‘Taxi Driver’, 1954) etc. In her own words, “I remember those days when he would sit with his harmonium and sing the series of Talat Saab’s songs without getting exhausted – “Chal diya caravan”, “Shaam-e-gham ki kasam”, “Zindagi denewaale sun”, “Mohabbat hi na jo samjhe”, ”Ye hawa ye raat ye chaandni”, “Meri yaad mein tum na”, “Teri aankh ke aansoo pee jaaun”, ”Phir wohi shaam wohi gham”, “Main dil hoon ek armaan bhara”, “Ashkon mein jo paaya hai”, “Sab kuchh loota ke hosh mein aaye to kya kiya”, “Main paagal mera manwaa paagal”, ”Phir mujhe deeda-e-tar yaad aaya”, “Hai sab se madhur wo geet” – the list goes on and on. And those NFSs of Talat Sb – “Ro ro beeta jeewan saara”, “Tasweer teri dil mera behla na sakegi”, “Mera pyaar mujhe lauta do” and many more. I would never have known these gems if they were not introduced by him. NFS kya hai wo pata hi nahin chalta aur HFM ke ek sunehra pehloo se main vanchit reh jaati. “

They have three sons. The eldest, Yash, has completed his medical degree and is doing his residency in Phoenix. The second son, Nimish, is now in the second year of medical school. And the third, Ritesh, is in his final year at the high school. I have met Ritesh during my visit. On meeting him and also being at their home, I had a very comfortable feeling of a home and a family very much aligned with the Indian traditions and values. The family is very active in local religious activities, especially with the Chinmaya Mission. This turned out to be a great meeting ground, as I too am a life member of Chinmaya Mission and when I was staying in LA during 1990-1992, I was very active with the Chinmaya Mission activities and discussion groups. I shared with Ritesh about a very personal audience with Swami Chinmayanand ji that I had the blessed opportunity to have, at a month long Bhagwad Geeta Discourse program at San Diego in 1991. We talked about the people we know, and it turns out that we have common friends, from the time that I was active in LA, and who are still active in that area. It was a great thing to be able to find so many common grounds for sharing with this family.

I would like to wind up this introduction at this point. It could have been much longer, but I have been prohibited to print certain things. The amount of ‘masaala’ that has been left out would suffice the sustenance of the MDH business. (Note: MDH brand is one of the largest distributors of Indian spices). Rest is all in fun. I would seek apologies from Khyati Ben, in case I have overstepped the limits that she has posed for me.

For this introductory post, I present the following song, with no additional comments (readers are well aware by now, as to why 😉 ).

This is a fun filled song of lovely mischief from the 1960 film – ‘Basant’. The rhythm and the sounds created by the music director OP Nayyar very much reflect the class of composer he was. Wonderfully done song, as are the majority of the 14 songs in this film. The lyrics writing of these 14 songs is shared amongst Qamar Jalaalabaadi, Shewan Rizivi and SH Behari. This particular song is written by Qamar Sb. The singing voices are of Asha Bhosle and chorus.

The film is produced and directed by Vibhuti Mitra for Mitra Productions. The cast of actors includes Shammi Kapoor, Nutan, Johnny Walker, Pran, Minoo Mumtaz, Kammo, Murad, Shyam Lal, Cuckoo etc. On screen, this song is performed by Minoo Mumtaz, with Shammi Kapoor being an active partner in the dance, although his facial expressions are saying as if he would rather have been elsewhere, away from the imposing attentions of the tribal dancing girl.

Listen and enjoy.


Song-Ukkad dukkad bamba (Basant)(1960) Singer-Asha Bhonsle, Lyrics-Qamar Jalalabadi, MD-O P Nayyar
Female Chorus, Male Chorus, Male + Female Chorus

Lyrics

ukkad dukkad bambaa ho
dukkad bambaa

ha la la ho
(ukkad dukkad bambaa ho)
ha la la ho
(dukkad bambaa)
ha la la ho la
chhail chhabeeli chhori ho
chhail chhabeeli
chhail chhabeeli chhori ho
chhail chhabeeli

ukkad dukkad bambaa ho
dukkad bambaa
ukkad dukkad bambaa ho
dukkad bambaa

chhail chhabeeli chhori ho
(ukkad dukkad bambaa ho)
chhail chhabeeli
(dukkad bambaa)
ho la la ho la
(chhail chhabili chhori ho)
(ukkad dukkad bambaa ho)
ho la la ho la
(chhail chhabili)
(dukkad bambaa)
ho la la ho
la ra la
ukkad dukkad bambaa ho
dukkad bambaa

aaaaa aaaaa
(ukkad dukkad bambaa ho)
aaaaaaaa aaaa
(dukkad bambaa)
aaaaa aaaaa
(ukkad dukkad bambaa ho)
aaaaaaaa aaaa
(dukkad bambaa)
aaaaa aaaaa
(ukkad dukkad bambaa ho)
aaaaaaa aaaaaaaa
(dukkad bambaa)

ukkad dukkad bambaa
ukkad dukkad bambaa
main chhoti si chhail chhabeelee
main chhoti si
main chhoti si chhail chhabeelee
baalam changaa changaa
ukkad dukkad bambaa
main chhoti si chhail chhabeelee
baalam changaa changaa. . .
ukkad dukkad bambaa

patli kamariyaa lehngaa bhaari
mo se chalaa na jaaye
haath pakad kar chaal sikhaa de
teri banoongi haaye
dukkad bambaa
aa haa
dukkad bambaa
ho o o
rahoongi sainyaan sang tihaare
rahoongi sainyaan
rahoongi sainyaan sang tihaare
main bijli tu khambaa
ukkad dukkad bambaa
main chhoti si chhail chhabeelee
baalam changaa changaa. . .
ukkad dukkad bambaa

tu jo gaya to mar jaaungi
tu hai meri jaan
ghadi milan ki ek mili hai
dil mein sau armaan
dukkad bambaa
aa haa
dukkad bambaa
bambaa
haaye
chhot si hai raat saajna
chhoti si hai
chhot si hai raat saajna
kissa changaa changaa
ukkad dukkad bambaa
main chhoti si chhail chhabeelee
baalam changaa changaa. . .
ukkad dukkad bambaa

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Hindi script lyrics (Provided by Sudhir)
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उक्कड़ दुक्कड़ बम्बा हो
दुक्कड़ बम्बा

हा ला ला हो
(उक्कड़ दुक्कड़ बम्बा हो)
हा ला ला हो
(दुक्कड़ बम्बा)
हा ला ला हो ला
छैल छबीली छोरी हो
छैल छबीली
छैल छबीली छोरी हो
छैल छबीली

उक्कड़ दुक्कड़ बम्बा हो
दुक्कड़ बम्बा
उक्कड़ दुक्कड़ बम्बा हो
दुक्कड़ बम्बा

छैल छबीली छोरी हो
(उक्कड़ दुक्कड़ बम्बा हो)
छैल छबीली
(दुक्कड़ बम्बा)
हो ला ला हो ला
(छैल छबीली छोरी हो)
(उक्कड़ दुक्कड़ बम्बा हो)
हो ला ला हो ला
(छैल छबीली)
(दुक्कड़ बम्बा)
हो ला ला हो
ला रा ला
उक्कड़ दुक्कड़ बम्बा हो
दुक्कड़ बम्बा

आssss आsssss
(उक्कड़ दुक्कड़ बम्बा हो)
आssssss आssss
(दुक्कड़ बम्बा)
आsssss आsssss
(उक्कड़ दुक्कड़ बम्बा हो)
आssssss आssss
(दुक्कड़ बम्बा)
आssss आsssss
(उक्कड़ दुक्कड़ बम्बा हो)
आssssss आssssssss
(दुक्कड़ बम्बा)

उक्कड़ दुक्कड़ बम्बा
उक्कड़ दुक्कड़ बम्बा
मैं छोटी सी छैल छबीली
मैं छोटी सी
मैं छोटी सी छैल छबीली
बालम चंगा चंगा
उक्कड़ दुक्कड़ बम्बा
मैं छोटी सी छैल छबीली
बालम चंगा चंगा॰ ॰ ॰
उक्कड़ दुक्कड़ बम्बा

पतली कमरिया लहंगा भारी
मो से चला ना जाये
हाथ पकड़ कर चाल सिखा दे
तेरी बनूँगी हाय
दुक्कड़ बम्बा
आ हा
दुक्कड़ बम्बा
हो ओ ओ
रहूँगी सैंय्यां संग तिहारे
रहूँगी सैंय्यां
रहूँगी सैंय्यां संग तिहारे
मैं बिजली तू खम्बा
उक्कड़ दुक्कड़ बम्बा
मैं छोटी सी छैल छबीली
बालम चंगा चंगा॰ ॰ ॰
उक्कड़ दुक्कड़ बम्बा

तू जो गया तो मर जाऊँगी
तू है मेरी जान
घड़ी मिलन की एक मिली है
दिल में सौ अरमान
दुक्कड़ बम्बा
आ हा
दुक्कड़ बम्बा
बम्बा
हाय
छोटी सी है रात साजना
छोटी सी है
छोटी सी है रात साजना
किस्सा चंगा चंगा
उक्कड़ दुक्कड़ बम्बा
मैं छोटी सी छैल छबीली
बालम चंगा चंगा॰ ॰ ॰
उक्कड़ दुक्कड़ बम्बा

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25 Responses to "Ukkad dukkad bamba"

@ Sudhir Sir – thanks for this interesting intro about Khyati ji.
Aap ke lekh ki shuruwat mein to mujhe Ajit Saab aur unki filmon ki yaad aati rahi 🙂 aur bahut mazaa aaya.
me and my family wishes all the best to Khyati ji and her family.
nowadays when i am browsing the earlier songs on our blog i find Khyati ji had shared very nice memorable songs.
thanks

Avinashbhai,
As Rajaji has said in his comment, it was all about N A Ansari. Kya karoon, Sudhirbhai dhokha de gaye.
Thanks for your words of appreciation.

Khyatiben, You are really mischievous. You may email the censored part to me; I promised I shall keep to myself. Thanks

Khyatiji, same here. You have my email ID already, I will also promise to keep the secret.
I am very curious since Sudhirji has mentioned the mischievousness not once but many times 😀

Aparnaji,
I think Sudhirbhai has created more curiosity than my mischievousness. Kabhi milenge to thodi jhalak dikhla doongi. 🙂

Nitinbhai,
The censored part is registered with one and only one, our dear Sudhirbhai. Kyaarek samay malse to vaat karisu. 🙂
As always – thanks from Naniben 🙂

Khyatiji, milne ki baat door hai shaayad. Aap Amrika men aur main Banaglore mein! Shaayad mil jaaye, kya pata??

What a delightful introduction. Khyatiben seems to be such a wonderful person, thoda bahut padhi likhi bhi!

I was chuckling all though the post. The Red Rose, The Trench Coat, The Blonde Hair. What fun.

@ Thandapaniji – Pata nahin Sudhirbhai ko kaun mili ki sab kuchh bhool gaye aur red rose bhi kisi galat HASEENA 😉 ko de diya. 😥 Ab mujhe lagta hai ki usko pachtawa ho raha hai… 😆 Next time when he will come to see me, I won’t be surprised if I get a bouquet of red roses. 🙂

Also a box of premium chocolates 😉 Kuch khane ko bhi to chahiye. Can’t eat flowers!

Sudhir ji,

Thanks for yet another’ tongue in cheek’ introduction of Khyati ji.
It was a hilarious read,about your First meet plan.

I have known Khyati ji only thru the Blog. I have always felt her eagerness to know more and her willingness to contribute. From her family details,my respect for her has doubled.Obviously,she has been balancing her household responsibilities and enjoying the hobby,with great expertise. I understand how difficult it is for a housewife.

If I dont see her comments for a considerably long time, I get uneasy.Once or twice I even E Mailed her to enquire if everything was alright !

I was pleasently surprised and very happy,when one day,last year,she called me from USA and spoke to me for a long time.

I know the accomodativeness of her husband jagdish ji and tolerance by other members,must be a great strength to her in pursuing her hobby of sharing on this Blog.

I have seen her comments in some other Blogs too,which means,she is constantly on the look out for learning something new.

We are lucky to have such contributors who share their skills with us. I wish Khyatiji all the best.

-AD

Arunji,
I have no words to appreciate the love and blessings you have showered on me. You have always encouraged and supported all “big and small” contributors on this blog. You are truly an inspiration to all of us. The amount of knowledge you have and then the time you spend sharing these valuable histories of Hindi Cinema with all is very admirable.
Thanks for your wishes.
Respectfully yours
Khyati

Sudhirji, loved your introduction of Khyatiji. What a family? Hope she does not mind my saying this, she is very lucky.

Yes, I am truly lucky Aparnaji, for having a wonderful family. Growing with my “Team of Cousins” was the best part of my life. I cherish those memories with whenever I chat with them (phone/FB). As it’s raining in Mumbai, my cousins gave me an invitation to go to the National Park (Now Sanjay Gandhi Rastriya Udhyaan)… Bahut hi bheege hai aur baad mein phir bado ki daant bhi khaayi hai…. Oh those days…..
Ye daulat bhi le lo
ye shohrat bhi le lo
bhale cheen lo mujh se meri jawaani
magar mujhko lauta do bachpan ka saawan
wo kaagaz ki kashti
wo baaris ka paani…..

wow, what nostalgia you bring back with the song, very apt!!

A nice portrait of Khyati ji. Both subject and painter deserve accolades.
The vibrancy could have been enhanced with a list of Khyati ji’s favourite songs too.

About the song, a saying comes to the mind ,

” You can take O.P.Nayyar out of the Punjab, but can take never take the Punjab out of O. P. Nayyar “

Nahmji,
The painter deserves accolades more as he artistically has used many vibrant colors to portray the subject radiant.
Thanks for the kind words. 🙂

What about list of your favourite songs ? May be you can give the list in a post soon.

Sudhir Ji! Superb write up about Khyatiben, my favourite friend from the blog. I can relate to all that Sudhir ji has written about her. Recently I was chatting with her and I happen to see her in a lovely Kerala saree. I told her if she was not married, I would have eloped with her ;). Jagdish bhai is a Doctor, and Khyati Ji has her own form of medicines too. Chatting for 20 minutes with her will wade away any worries one will have. Khyati ji.. like the others, even I am curious to know all the mischief that was censored from this write up, will catch you online ;). We love you Khyatiben :).

Pradeepji,
Copying my email message here –
“Remember long time back you wanted to meet me personally and I was kind of giving you the warning “dangerous”…
Just read the post and you will understand “Why”. Aap nahin mile ho wohi aap ka munafa hai…. 😆 ”
It’s a pleasure to chat with you on FB. BTW, Jagdish charges a lot for his medication lekin meri to muft hai… 🙂

Sudhir ji
Thanks for the wonderful intro to Khyatiji and her family.
BTW Khyati of the Vedic period was the daughter of Daksha and the wife of Rishi Bhirgu, who was one of the Saptarishis.The Purana states that Rishi Bhrigu migrated to Bharuch in the Southern part of Gujarat, on the banks of Narmada River.

Venkataramanji,
People here in USA are not all familiar with my name, so they always get upset with me that I should not have changed my name to “Kathy” 😯 On my clarification again they ask me if it’s an Indian name. 😆 Ab main garv ke saath keh sakungi ki mera naam puraano se juda hua hai aur main Sati ki behn hoon. 🙂

Waah, what an absolutey fun post about an absolutely fun person. 🙂
Though I’ve never had the fortune of meeting or even speaking to Khyatiji, I’ve seen her comments here and in various e-mails – and that gives me a reasonably good idea of what a fun person she must be. 🙂

Like the others here, I also want to know the masala bits. 🙂 Ye editing nahin chalenga – humko “uncensored” maangta. 🙂

That “trenchcoat, felt hat, dark glasses, fake beard” was my suggestion to Sudhirji based on my being heavily under the influence of NA Ansari ji at that time. 🙂 I had just watched a couple of his movies – and was highly impressed by his style and his disguises. 🙂

Ah, this journey to 10,000 is so much fun. 🙂

Rajaji,
So you still remember the mystery of “N A Ansari meeting the Blonde…..” After reading our story, you must have realized how heartbroken I must have been at the airport looking at the Ansari without a trench-coat, felt hat, dark glasses, fake beard and a RED ROSE. 😥 Sudhirji ko to airport pe mujhe dekhne ke baad pata chala ki us khoobsurat air hostess ko gulaab ka phool deke kitni badi galati kardi hai. Ab koi kya kar sakta hai agar koi khud apni galatfehmi ka shikaar ho jaaye to. 😉 He confessed it to me then and has promised to himself not to repeat that again. 😉
Kyun Sudhirbhai, Sach bol rahi hoo na? Galat main kabhi bolti nahi aur sach na bolne ki kasam khaayi hai…. 😆
Yes, Rajaji, as you have said, this journey to 10K songs is very entertaining. 🙂

Sudhirbhai,
Now, I am just short of words…. aap ne mere baare mein itna likha hai, itna likha hai, itna likha hai…..ki koi mujhe milne se pehle sau baar sochega. Agar milega to Ansari ban ne ki nahin sochega, agar Anasari ban gaya to uska libaas pehna nahi bhulega, agar wo libaas pehna bhi bhul gaya to laal gulaab kisi aur ko dene ki bhul nahi karega, agar laal gulaab kisi aur ko de diya to phir mere saamne aane ki nahi sochega…. (specially after reading all these replies) agar laal gulaab ke bina mere saamne aagaya to……. aapki tarah pachhtayega…. 😆
Ok, fun/jokes apart and let me be serious… sorry sincere….
Thank you for introducing real of me by this wonderful post. It’s always a pleasure to meet you personally or talk to you on the phone. I am very lucky to be with group of people, I mean with the family who always have supported each other in this journey. This bonding would not have been possible without our dear Atulji who has given each and every fan of this blog an equal opportunity to share his/her knowledge by post or comment. I thank you Atulji from bottom of my heart. Looking forward for the big day! 🙂
Regard and love
Khyatiben

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This blog discusses Bollywood songs of yesteryears. Every song has a brief description, followed by a video link, and complete lyrics of the song.

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