#Songs from Duniya
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Brother Ki Dulhan
Hello mere tumblr vaasio aasha hai aap sab apne gharo mein khush hai aur sardi ki aanand le rhe hain.
hum geet(@celesteablack) aur roop(@chal-jeete-hai), jab we met wali nhi tumblr wali, aaj aapko ek khush khabri dene aaye hai. Jaisa ki aap jaante hain humare ek bade hi pyaare bhaiya hain Adi bhaiya (@raindropsofloev), haan thoda bully zaroor karte hain hume but abb humari bak bak itne dhyan aur patience ke saath sunte hain to itna to chalta hi hai. Wese yeh dil ke bade saaf hain, par vo dil thoda khali khali sa rehta hai aur abb itni pyaari si behne hokar aisa kaise hone de sakte hain to hum nikle hain apne brother ki dulhan dhundhne
abb aap puchenge ki aisa kya hai humare bhai mein ki aap unhe apna dulha banae?
ekdum valid question! to main batadu jo insaan hum do behno ki bakwaas seh sakta hai vo iss duniya mein kuch bhi kar sakta hai...aakhir aaj ki duniya mein itna patient aur understanding insaan milna maano saaf milna hogya hai, nearly impossible! And loyalty aur trust ki to baat hi mat pucho, kabhi kisi shikayat ka mauqa nhi denge pinky promise!!
iss swayamvadhu mein hissa kaise lein??
easy peasy lemon sqeezy, (just one condition your age should be between 19-21) ...just send us an ask with your name, your blog name, your favourite song and maybe something about yourself.
We feel like this moodboard and his fav songs are enough to describe his vibes.






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O Re Piya | Kylian Mbappé
Pairing: Kylian Mbappé x f.Reader
Warnings: kissing, fingering.
Summary: It’s the day of your brother’s wedding, and you're running late. The main culprit: your handsy husband who can’t seem to control himself seeing you in a lehenga.
A/N: Hello, everyone! I’ve been MIA for a few weeks because I was dealing with a lot of personal issues. I wrote this sporadically and I really wanted to finish this for you guys. Please leave me feedback, I would greatly appreciate it. Enjoy, lovelies ❣️
Nazrein bolen duniya bole
(The glances are telling, the world knows)
dil ki zaban haaye dil ki zubaan
(The story of my heart, oh, the story of my heart)
Ishq maange ishq chahe koi toofan
(Love prays, love wishes for a hurricane (to stir the life within))
The sun rose high in the sky, painting the world in a warm and golden glow. The flowers, arranged with care and love, burst into full bloom, their petals as vibrant and colourful as the bride's lehenga. The sun's rays kissed each delicate petal, illuminating their beauty with an ethereal glow.
The gentle breeze danced through the trees, carrying with it the sweet scent of blooming flowers and the delicate rustling of leaves. The birds chirped merrily, their songs adding to the symphony of the day. The sound was a soft and soothing melody, one that filled the air with tranquillity and joy.
The guests, dressed in their finest attire, basked in the warmth of the sun and the beauty of the day, and the groom’s sister was still hidden from the common eye as she struggled to get ready, the emotional toll of the day a huge weigh on her delicate shoulders. Thankfully, her husband was out helping her family to lessen the burden and give her some breathing room to get ready.
As the young beauty came out of the bathroom leaving behind a cloud of jasmine and oud, her makeup delicately done to match the pink hues of her lehenga and her long black hair flowing down her back in delicate waves, her eyes were immediately drawn to the soft, delicate hues of her lehenga. A vision in light pink, the fabric flowed like a gentle stream, its folds and creases catching the light of the sun in a breathtaking display.
The intricate embroidery, painstakingly crafted by skilled artisans, was a masterpiece of intricate design, with every stitch and bead radiating its own unique brilliance. The shimmering stones, like sparkling stars in the sky, adorned the hem and neckline of the lehenga, casting a soft and iridescent glow.
She carefully slipped into the choli, the bodice fit her like a glove, accentuating her curves. Next, the young woman delicately dragged on the lehenga, the flowing skirt that trailed behind her seemed to float like a soft cloud, dancing around her legs with each step. She felt like one of those Disney princesses that she used to love as a little girl.
Her eyes caught the reflection in the mirror, and she gasped at the sight before her. The lehenga had transformed her, turning her into a radiant beauty. She reached for the matching dupatta, draping it over her right shoulder and allowing it to cascade down her back and flow in the front in a soft wave.
As she finished getting ready, spraying the perfume her beloved got her, spreading the rich aroma of amber and jasmine around the room, her very own prince charming entered the room. His dark eyes widened, and his breath caught in his throat as he beheld her beauty.
"Mon amour," he whispered, his voice filled with wonder and desire, "you are absolutely stunning. How did I ever get so lucky to have you?"
His hands reached out to caress the delicate fabric of her lehenga, his fingers tracing the intricate embroidery with awe. His gaze lingered on the gentle curve of her waistline, the soft curve of her hips, and the delicate tilt of her plump lips.
A warm blush crept up her cheeks as she closed her eyes and basked in the sweet affection of his touch, savouring the feel of his hands on her skin. “Kylian…arrête. We need to be downstairs, they’re waiting for us.”
"Mmm, bébé. Je suis fou de toi," he murmured, his voice low and husky with lust. "You take my breath away, mon amour. You are like a goddess, come to earth to bless me with your beauty."
She felt her cheeks darken as he whispered words of adoration and love into her ear. Her heart swelled with affection and gratitude for this man who made her feel like the most beautiful woman in the world.
Kylian drew her close, his arms wrapping around her waist, pulling her into his embrace. He pressed his lips to the nape of her neck, trailing kisses down her smooth skin each one filled with deep and abiding love that she felt deep in her bones. Her body responded to his touch, her skin igniting with a fire that burned hot and bright. She revelled in the sensation of his hands on her body, leaning into him, his touch igniting her senses and sending her heart racing.
But even as her desire for him grew, she knew they couldn't stay here forever. They needed to join the rest of the family, to celebrate her brother's wedding. People would get suspicious if they didn’t come down, especially as the groom’s older sister, her presence was imperative.
"Kylian, we need to go," she murmured, her voice tinged with reluctance. "Everyone is waiting for us."
The young football star groaned in frustration, his hands tightening around her waist. "Just a few more minutes, ma chérie," he pleaded. "I can't resist you in this lehenga. You look so beautiful."
Despite the minutes ticking away, she smiled at his words, slowly losing the will to push him away. “Kylian, s’il-vous-plaît, we need t-”
Kylian’s lips found hers in a fierce, passionate kiss, cutting her off. The flames of desire and passion that had been building between the two lovers erupted and surrounded them in an inferno. Kylian's hands roamed freely over her body, tracing the curves of her hips and the gentle slope of her breasts. She moaned softly, her body responding to his touch with a fire that burned deep within her. Her fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer as he kissed her hungrily, his hands trying to reach every part of her body with increasing urgency.
She felt his muscles tense under her fingertips as he lifted her effortlessly, carrying her towards the bed. He lay her down gently, his eyes never leaving her as he hovered over her, his breath hot on her skin. Looking into his eyes, she felt an indescribable emotion pass through her, it was as if every particle in her body was intertwining with her beloved’s. The surge of emotions made her breathless as she gently cradled Kylian’s face in her hands. “Je t’aime si fort, Ky.”
Kylian’s intense gaze softened slightly as he turned slightly to kiss her hand, “Je t’aime, mon coeur. You’re my everything, my complete half. I don’t know what I would do if I didn’t have you in my life.”
His confession brought tears to her eyes. A single drop threatened to fall but he gently wiped it, summarizing in that moment all that he was to her.
Chalna aahiste ishq naya hai
(Tread carefully as this love is new)
Pehla Yeh Vada Humne Kiya Hai
(This is the first time I've taken a vow)
Uniting their lips in a soft embrace, Kylian gently swiped her bottom lip with his tongue. She obtained her mouth to let him in, as their tongues came together in a passionate dance that sent sparks to her every extremity. As they grew needy, Kylian's hands roamed over her body with an intense hunger, his lips trailing down her neck, pausing to nuzzle against her collarbone. She gasped in pleasure as he continued to explore her body, his touch igniting sparks of pleasure that spread through her like wildfire.
His fingers found their way to the soft curves of her breasts, and he squeezed them gently, eliciting a soft moan from her lips. “Kylian, more.”
His touch was electric, sending waves of desire through her body. She arched her back, pressing herself into him, eager for more of his touch. Kylian's fingers kneaded her breasts with increasing urgency, his touch growing more intense as he sought to pleasure her. He toyed with her nipples, flicking them with his thumb and forefinger, causing her body to tremble with delight. She moaned his name, her breath coming in short gasps as she surrendered to his touch.
One of his hands trailed down her lehenga lifting it up with urgency so he could explore wet heat between her soft thighs. His breathing grew ragged as his fingers brushed the soaking lacy fabric.
“Kylian, we can’t. We have to go,” she protested while pushing herself into his fingers for more friction. “Bébé, let me just make you feel good, oui?”
He pushed her panties to the side and shoved two fingers in her tight eat as she let out a loud moan. Kylian didn't want to silence her wanting to hear her moan her name in that breathless, needy tone.
He curved his fingers reaching that spot that had her eyes crossing as she clung to his muscled back, desperate whimpers leaving her painted lips. Kylian buried his face in the valley of her breasts, his tongue leaving a wet sheen that gleamed in the sunlight.
As the knot in her stomach tightened, Kylian increased his pace, his fingers and mouth working in perfect harmony to drive her to the brink of ecstasy. She clung to him desperately, her nails digging into his skin as she surrendered herself to his touch.
“Ky-Kylian, I’m gonna cum. Please, let me cum,” she begged as the pleasure was too much.
“Cum, bébé. Cum for me.”
Searing hot pleasure raced through her body, as she exploded, tightening around Kylian’s fingers which were still thrusting at a steady, helping her through her orgasm.
As she came down, her breathing hard and cheeks high with colour, she opened her eyes to Kylian looking down at her with soft eyes as he placed delicate kisses on her face.
“Hi, mon coeur. Enjoy yourself?” he asked cheekily. Giggling she grabbed his cheeks and bit his nose playfully. “You know I did it, you cheeky brat.”
A loud knock on the door made them both freeze, the moment shattered by the intrusion. "Kylian, Y/N, it's time to go! The baraat* is ready!" called out a voice from outside the door.
“Coming!”, she answered slightly panicked. Pushing her husband off and rushing to the mirror. Her lehenga choli was a little crinkled, and her mascara was smudged under her eyes. “Kylian! You ruined my dress and makeup, merde.”
Rolling his eyes, Kylian came behind her and gently wrapped his arms around her, leaving a quick kiss on her neck. “T’inquiète, mon amour. I’ll help you, you’ll be fine.”
Shaking her head, she realized at that moment that while her beloved was definitely going to get them in trouble, she wouldn't trade him for anything in the world.
End Note:
*Baraat: a celebratory wedding procession that escorts the groom, who is traditionally on horseback, to the site of the wedding.
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Tum dost ho, tum hi pyar ho,
Tum kal the aur tum hi aj ho.
Tum mere kal rahoge,
Saans thamne ke baad bhi
Mere sirf tum hi rahoge.
Tum yaad ho, mulakaat ho,
Tum hi to prem ka swaad ho.
Muskaan tum, aansu ho tum,
Ho mera har ehsaas tum.
Aas tum, ho sanket tum,
Mere mann ka vishwas tum.
Mere ho tum, sabke ho tum,
Duniya ka ek hi sach ho tum.
Tum prem ho, tum preet ho,
Manmeet ho Kanha,
Mere manmeet ho
Soooo...don't judge me, alright? Idk why but this song, I'm sure we all still remember it from RadhaKrishn, got stuck in my head today, and then this poem came into being. It's my first time writing a poem in Hindi (can't type in Hindi for the love of Krishna so please ignore that lol) since I've always been more comfortable expressing myself in English. But I hope it's good xD
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https://www.instagram.com/reel/DGr8Hb-zlSp/?igsh=aTh1NHVsMXNwODRs
Lmaoooo Rovis shippers are getting out of hand day by day 😂😂😂
The audio is from an old Hindi song called Kajra Mohabbat wala... It's from the 1960s/70s I believe? Anyways, so first up, Travis sings, "Duniya hai mere piche, lekin mai tere peeche, apna bana le meri jaan! haaye re main tere qurbaan!" It means, "The world is after me, but I'm after you, make me yours, my lord. I'm all yours now." Then Rohit says, "Kajra mohabbat wala, akhiyon mein aisa daala, kajre ne leli meri jaan!" It means, "So seductive was the kohl (eyeliner) of love, that she painted her eyes with, that eyeliner took my life!"
Also, although I love the Rovis edits on Instagram, but I'm a bit disappointed there's no Travishek edits like that. You're missing a gem of a ship, editors!
omfg i LOVE that!!
look out! wishing for content of a ship is a slippery slope into becoming an editor yourself 😅
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Filmi prompts from old and our favourite bollywood songs that can be used for your desi romantic stories or as a cute little idea for your fake scenarios. Kya malum sochte sochte kab manifest hojaye?
1. Neele Neele Ambar Par (Kalaakaar)
-- This summer vacation you are at your nani ghar. The nights provide respite from the scorching heat so you run off to the terrace every night to sit and gaze at the moon until one fine evening, you see a boy opposite to your house wistfully gaze at the moon and scribble something on his notebook. His wavy hair falls gracefully on his eyes, and you can feel your heart melt. It's full moon, and she is right on the top of the terrace, letting her moonbeams fall on this handsome quiet writer. Perhaps, he realized someone's gaze over him. He looks up, and you swear to God that you have never seen such a beautiful boy ever. The boy blushes and continues writing while stealing glances at you.
2. Mitwa (Chandni)
-- It's the last day you both will ever meet in the school premises. Yes, it's farewell today. You are dressed in a yellow chiffon saree. For the first time, your school decided to make the boys wear kurtas instead of the usual suits, and the sight was too pretty for your eyes. Your boyfriend wore the typical black kurta with cuffed sleeves that made your heart go dhak dhak. Loads of fun filled dancing, canteen ka khana, principal ke speech ke baad arrived the time to say goodbyes. School had kept the farewell after board exams so this was literally the last time you all gathered together. After hugging your friends, you go to the school main gate and find him leaning against the adjacent wall.
Hand in hand, both of you walk outside the school. 'Everything is going to change, isn't it?" You ask. He takes a bite of his ice cream, and answers, "Yes. No more school classes, no more sneaking out and we might have a long distance going on, but some things will stay permanent."
"Aur voh kya?"
"Tere mere honthon pe mithe mithe geet mitwa.."
3. Bole Chudiyan (K3G)
-- You are the bride's sister, and that boy is your acadmeic rival at school. However, for now, he is also your jija's dear brother. Today is Sangeet, and you were determined to outperform ladke vale. Both of you were good at academics, but also at dancing. This was a test and a chance to rub defeat on his face.
That was your actual plan until two days ago, your didi jiju decided to have a group combined performance where you and your rival would be the lead dancers to unite both the enemies (you and him). Needles to say, you were mad. There was no way you would dance with his smooth moves and charismatic style. He was mad too. He would never dance with your graceful bollywood moves straight from 90s Saroj Khan choreohgraphy.
Keeping aside snide remarks and your school rivalry, both of you managed to choreograph and coordinate everyone dashed with a little tension that did not go unnoticed by didi jija and cousins. Dressed in a baby pink lehenga, you see him arrive on the stage in a golden white sherwani. He sends a two finger salute to your direction while you roll your eyes.
'Aake meri duniya mein vapas aajana' you pull him gently as per the choreography. He stumbles towards you, not aware of his scarf clinging on to your bracelet. 'Sehra baandh ke mahi tu mere ghar aana...' He twirls you halfway and you notice that his scarf is stuck on your bracelet.
You hate how his stupid handsome smirk is making butterflies fly in your body. After the semi twirl, he turns you over in front, his arm around your bare waist causing you to gasp silently. God knows what came over him. He lightly pecks your cheek in front of everyone and discreetly removes his stuck scarf.
'Oye soni kitti soni aaj tu lagdi ve bas mere sath yeh jodi teri sajdi ve' Didi and jija come in and dance to their assigned part. You run away from him quickly to calm your racing heart.
He is looking at you, a grin gracefully sitting over his pretty lips. You bashfully look up. 'Haan main ho gaya tera sajna.' It's the time for all the boys to come together on the stage. Your rival shoots a smooth wink before going to dance.
4. Ek ladki ko dekha toh aisa laga (1942: A love story)
You accidentally fell from your cycle by speeding over the speed breaker. Obviously you won't cry. You are fifteen now. A girl quickly arrives towards you, and in a soft voice asks, "Hey, you okay? That was a terrible fall. Dhyan kidhar tha?" Wincing, you look up, and see a pretty girl with silver jhumke and white salwar blowing at your wound. She is wearing a multi coloured bandhani dupatta. In two seconds, you forget the blood oozing out of your knee. The only red your eyes are focused on are on the pretty red shade of the girl's lips.
She is about to tear her dupatta to tie it across your wound. Your hand immediately holds her wrist, and you feel electricity jolt in your fingers. "Itna sundar dupatta kharab mat karo. Ghar idhar paas hai. Just help me to reach my gate, please."
Shaking her head, she tears her dupatta while you let out a gasp. "You are bleeding too much, besides I can always buy a new dupatta." She finally looks up at you and smiles. That's when you get a clear picture of her face.
Doe eyes lightly lined with kajal, a small bindi right between her eyebrows, and a small stone nath on her nose. She looks heavenly! You think how in front of such a beautiful girl, you look dust laden after falling off your bicycle.
"Aise mat dekho... tumhe pyaar ho jayega."
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Okay so the last one was inspired from @morally-gayy series.
There are going to be more. I can make them shorter though if you would want that.
Guys padh lena 🙏
Me forgetting to tag people again: @sanskari-kanya @manujanolavu @ma-douce-souffrance @kaal-naagin @ketchup-jar-ka @arachneofthoughts @irlparvati @krishna-sahacharini @krishna-priyatama
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hello hello hello Jalebi! And I’m sorry it was really weird of me to not say hello in my previous ask :((
In context with the same (ask), I really loved that you pointed out all the scenes with the song, and how it impacted the whole story build up. Yk, Before watching ipkknd, I went through a whole phase of watching the ‘realistic’ romance movies in Hollywood. The ones that make the viewers relate with the protagonists, because we’ve all been heartbroken in some point of our lives, and that all romances do not end up in happily ever afters. The before trilogy, 500 days of summer, eternal sunshine of the spotless mind, normal people and many more. My perspective on love and romance changed completely over the past 2-3 years, and it kind of was good because I got familiar with the real picture. (I grew up watching bollywood films and read wattpad as a teenager, which was obviously, really like a strawberry-duniya) But now, I’m finding myself again going back to my childhood dreams and fantasies, like love is ‘meant to be’, or ‘true romance is aided by the divine’, ‘the red string theory’ and something of that sort. I’m scared that this might end up making me feel that ‘realistic love’ is inadequate. I have fallen in love with the way romance and love has been portrayed in ipkknd, and I don’t think i am getting over it anytime soon.
Hello hello,
Omgh Anon please don't worry - I wasn't in the best mood either!
Ok, time for Jalebi to crack her knuckles and give a drop of two of reality sweetness and advice.
Romance is really about the way you feel. The way you imagine it to be. There's nothing ever right or wrong about the way romance works because there's no one way to define this notion of romance.
You see the best way to understand this is to really understand the way IPK showed how Arnav and Khushi experienced romance.
For Khushi always believed in what films and books sold her - she believed romance to be flowers, stars, seeing the person everywhere and so on and so forth. Thus when she fell for Arnav, she literally felt all this because this is how she was conditioned and believed romance would be.
Arnav, pragmatic in nature, truly never believed in the commercialized version of romance. What he did believe in was care being romance. He did NOT believe in Anjali's definition of romance. What he did believe is what he saw between Anjali and Shyam. The fact that his sister, so deep in love, cannot function if her beloved is in danger. She has a strong physiological response to Shyam. And Arnav does believe Anjali loves Shyam and vice versa. He does not believe love making the heart go fast, but he is aware of how an extreme emotion can affect the body. So the night he understands love (which he has been questioning for some time now) he realizes his care for Khushi was exaggerated, he collapsed at the thought of her harm and his extreme physiological reaction - racing heartbeats to restlessness - it's all due to and for Khushi, leaves him in a sombre realization.
The point here being you can never point out which version of romance is more accurate cause even if fiction, people feel love differently even for the most basic things.
If you are a romantic at heart and now believe larger than life things - from fate to God - play a role at romance, then even the most realistic thing like the person you like dabbing away your snotty nose during a cold will feel like the MOST romantic thing in the planet. You will see fate in this, you will feel the violins.
But if you're a realist at heart, then even at the most GRAND entry of your crush - helicopter and all - you will see the smallest things that matter to you. Such a small smile your hero throws your way before he goes for his day.
What we must understand though is that situations don't lead to love. Your feels and circumstances are two very separate things. I, at one point, used to believe that "Oh I'd get great love only if I go through the intense difficulty and push pull and fight with destiny"
Now that is a problem because a lot of the circumstances in IPKKND are best left to fiction. If realistic love doesn't appeal to you on screen - totally makes sense, heck I'm always down for grander schemes of love ON screen.
But in real life, it's really the realistic love that leaves you with the joy the grander shows love. It's the green flags, the safety, security and just goodness of it all that's really appealing.
Trust me when I say this, an honest intelligent conversation has had my heart racing faster than being backed into a wall 'a la Khushi'.
And the human mind is such, it can frame events into your head based on your definition of romance.
If I'm a hardcore romantic, then I will find divinity in reality and if I'm a realistic I will find realism in divinity. Because when I'm liking someone, I'm trying to find WHAT appeals to me.
And one really important thing to realize is that fate does NOT dictate one to be in your life when they're causing you grief. IPKKND is written as a romance that was not meant to have happened.
If you get an ASR - run. If you get a Khushi - run as well. One is too egoistic and the other is too idealistic.
Also realism does not mean passionless or things not being fated. It just shows you multiple other perspectives can happen. Yes, there's a certain escapism in these fantasy stories, but I also believe remarkable things can happen to absolutely ordinary people as well.
And you don't have to get over IPKKND at all - enjoy the vibes, enjoy the feels. Don't idealize the situations that Arnav and Khushi faced to get to love, but definitely idealize the power in their love.
Love's power is universal.
Love love love,
Jalebi
P.S: Talking about realism, it is interesting to note that the second time Khushi actually falls for Arnav (not infatuation) is when the littlest things happen.
A box of bangles cause her previous one broke, assisting her in serving the guests cause the waiters ditched on her, or simply telling her that the saree she chose first was the better one.
Nothing remarkable at ALL and this is as realistic as love gets, and as beautiful too.
The grand gestures of dance, kiss and mehendi's 'A' make her uncomfortable. His soft smile and showing up, personally, to her house in the morning is what touches her.
#ask#anon#jalebi's two cents#chill my dear#love is perfect in its odd way#HUMANS ARE MEANT TO CHANGE#perspectives always shift
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hiiii raghav, kya haal
https://open.spotify.com/track/0sT56zcByY6pW1EQcNDCla?si=VJZ1ib1xRbmkiss7WA6AGQ
~geet
GEET!!!!!
Harr baar kehta hu tum sunte nahi ho, phir bhi... iss baar wapas jaldi aana❤️🔥
Pata hai janab, jab bhi i get a message from you i dance like a small child, din ban jata hai by god..
Kaise ho Geet?? How's life? Kya haal chal? Khana paani time se khaa rahe ho naa???
I absolutely love love the song
Ankhaan ch dariya ghol ke,
Main zakhma di thaa te rod laan,
Je aithon kadi Raavi langh jaave ho...
I have a song for you too,
Chann pichay luki hui raat le jaani
Duniya te apni kahani reh jaani....
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Pippo goes through his feels
Warnings: None
Pairing: Pippo aka Judo & Nobita Nobi
Language: Hindi + English + English Translations done to the best of my ability
Inspired by these scenes:
Doraemon: Nobita & The Steel Troops
Pippo Singing - 46:15
Flashback 1 - 47:20
Flashback 2 - 53:00
Dinner Song thing - 01:04:20
Pippo and his feels - 01:16:50
And this is THE SONG. I swear this brings back so many memories
AO3 Link
Nobita sighed as he sat down against the tree, the golden light of the setting sun painting everything yellow. He could now understand why the calm before the storm was way more terrifying than the actual storm.
"Aisi duniya mein rehna jaha koi na ho sachme khatarnak lagta hai. Kitni khamoshi hai yaha!", Nobita said as he watched Pippo kick a tiny piece of rock towards the water.
(To live in a world where there’s no one feels truly dangerous. It’s so silent here!)
"Nobita to darpok hai."
(Nobita is a coward.)
Nobita couldn't help the instant spark of frustration that ignited through him and yelled, "Main bahadur hoon!"
(I’m brave!)
Pippo turned towards Nobita, "Ji nahi! Tum darpok ho!"
(Nope! You’re a coward!)
Nobita slammed his hands on the ground, "Dekho! Main darpok nahi hoon!"
(Look! I’m not a coward!)
Pippo smiled as he dance around in circles, singing, "Ji han, ji han, tum darpok ho! Nobita darpok hai, darpok, darpok, darpok-"
(Yes, yes, you’re a coward! Nobita is a coward, coward, coward)
Nobita watched as large white flower petals fell down from the tree, stopping Pippo in his words. Pippo froze for a second before screaming in terror as he tried to get away from the petals, his broken blue cover falling off his head.
"YEH KYA HAI, YEH KYA HAI, YE KYA HAI?"
(WHAT IS THIS, WHAT IS THIS, WHAT IS THIS?)
Nobita broke down into laughter as Pippo stopped running and glared at him, "Pippo, tum to dar gaye!"
(Pippo, you got scared!)
Pippo's face turned red as his cheeks puffed up, "Mein to sirf chok gaya tha! Mein dara nahi tha!"
(I was just surprised! I wasn’t scared!)
It only served to make Nobita laugh more, "Bilkul nahi! Tum to sach mein darpok ho!"
(Not at all! You are really a coward!)
Pippo grew frustrated as he disagreed, "Nahi! Mein darpok nahi hoon!"
(No! I’m not a coward!)
Nobita giggled as he continued teasing Pippo, "Ye sach hai! Ye sach hai! Pippo dar gaya!"
(It’s true! It’s true! Pippo got scared!)
Pippo glared at Nobita, anger fueling his words as he shouted, "Abhi tum haslo jitna hasna hai! Ek baar robot sena aa jayegi phir vo tum logo ka kaam tamam kar legi! Dekhte hi dekhte tum sab ko saaf kar degi! Aur mein bhi apne asli roop mein aagaya to tumhe muhjse koi nai bacha sakta! Iske baad tum mujhse kitni bhi maafi maangoge, mein tumhe maaf nahi karunga! Harkis maaf nahi karunga!"
(Laugh all you want! Once the robot army arrives then they’re going to end you! You’ll all be wiped by them! And if I’m in my true form, then no one is going to be able to save you from me! After that no matter how many times you apologize, I’m not going to forgive you! I definitely won’t forgive you!)
Pippo's whole body trembled as Nobita looked at him with a wistful look on his face, a hint of sadness flowing through his voice, "Lekin, Pippo, mein to tumse ladhna nahi chata, bilkul nahi."
(But, Pippo, I’ve never wanted to fight with you, not at all.)
And all of a sudden all the uncontrollable anger in his body disappeared, replaced by a feeling Pippo couldn't name. Tears welled up in his eyes as he realized that Nobita wasn't lying at all. Unlike Pippo who had betrayed him twice by pretending to be his friend, Nobita was being truthful. Not only him but his friends too.
Sabse pehle hai pyaar (The first is love)
The look of appreciation and awe on Doraemon, Suneo, Gian, and Nobita's faces as they clapped when he sang for them on the steps after insulting Gian's awful singing. The amount of warmth that spread through him at their reactions.
Mein aur tum dono toh ek hai (You and me, we’re one)
The amount of excruciating pain he felt when one of the higher-ups caught him singing in Mechatopia and punished him for it, leaving him all broken and thrown aside until Riruru found him.
Uske baad aaye aashaayein (After that come hopes)
"Unki madad karne ka kya fayda?" questioned Pippo after barely escaping the robots who had captured Nobita's friends.
(What will you even get by helping them?)
The conviction in Nobita's face as he replied, "Aisi baat hai? Fayda ya nuksan, mein nahi soch raha! Vo mere dost hai! Mujhe unki madad karni hogi!"
(Is that it? Advantage or not, that’s not my concern. They are my friends! I have to help them!)
Tum toh tum ho (You are you)
"Chinta mat karna, mein tumhari madad karungi." Riruru had said as she worked on fixing him after he'd stupidly gotten himself punished by singing.
(Don’t worry, I’ll help you.)
Mein toh mein hoon (I am me)
Suneo had played music as the six of them had dinner, laughing and enjoying with their looming problems put aside as they danced along to the music.
Nobita had smiled in absolute glee as Pippo wiggled his butt to the music while Gian forced food into Suneo's mouth as Shizuka laughed at their antics.
And when Pippo had fallen quiet as Riruru's voice echoed in his mind, Nobita had noticed.
"Suno, Pippo! Tum akele kya soch rahe ho?" Nobita managed to ask before he had been pulled away by Gian.
(Listen, Pippo! What are you thinking about all alone?)
Aakhir mein hum dono soche (In the end, both of us wonder)
Nobita had tried to be his friend from the very start when he'd found Pippo in the South Pole and was busy being excited about building Pippo's real body.
He had tried to be his friend even when Pippo had tricked them into taking him to the mirror world to find Riruru by saving him when the Mechatopian Robots failed to recognize Pippo and attacked them.
He still tried to be his friend even when Pippo refused to cooperate and help them save their planet by creating as much trouble as he could.
Nobita never lied. He had never wanted to fight with Pippo. Maybe it was time for Pippo to stop fighting against Nobita too.
Ki tum kaun ho aur mein kaun hoon (That who are you and who am I)
Pippo burst out into ugly tears as he waddled towards Nobita, crying out for the other, "Nobita!"
Nobita had only let out a concerned, "Pippo?" before pulling a crying Pippo into his arms, letting him cry his heart out into Nobita's t-shirt while he hummed a tune to him, running a comforting hand along his back.
"Tum chinta mat karo, Pippo, mein hoon na? Sab kuch thik ho jayega!"
(You don’t worry, Pippo, I’m here, right? Everything will get better!)
And this time, Pippo didn't hesitate to believe Nobita. Everything would get better.
THE END
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If you'd add a Hindi song to your playlist, "Kya se kya ho gaya" by Mohammed Rafi is a great fit.
It's a sad song, and particularly fitting for post-TLD angsty and pining Sherlock.
Kya se kya ho gaya bewafa tere pyar mein Chaha kya, kya mila bewafa tere pyar mein Chalo suhana bharam to toota Jaana ke husn kya hai Ho chalo suhana bharam to toota Jaana ke husn kya hai Kehti hai jisko pyar duniya Kya cheez kya balaa hai Dil ne kya na saha bewafa tere pyar mein Chaha kya, kya mila bewafa tere pyar mein Tere mere dil ke beech ab to Sadiyon ke faasle hain Haan tere mere dil ke beech ab to Sadiyon ke faasle hain Yakeen hoga kise ke hum tum Ik raah sang chale hain Hona hai aur kya bewafa tere pyar mein Kya se kya ho gaya bewafa tere pyar mein (Lyrics from LyricsOff.com) || [TRANSLATION]
Hey Nonny!
AHHHH I love when you guys send me stuff I would never have come across otherwise! This is a great song for the list for sure, god my heart is falling out of my chest, ugh. Thank you so much for sharing!!
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Indies (Lifetime) Playlist Tributes to Music Legends -Part 5
SHIV HARI 'S TOP 75 COMPOSITIONS ! :
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Yeh Kahaan Aa Gaye Hum – Silsila
Dekha Ek Khwab – Silsila
Tere mere hoton pe - Chandni
Megha Re Megha - Lamhe
Morni Baga Ma Bole - Lamhe
Chudiyan Khanak Gayeen - Lamhe
Likha Hai Yeh - Darr
Ye lamhe ye pal hum - Darr
“ – “ (sad version)
Kabhi Main Kahoon - Lamhe
Mohe Chhedo Na - Lamhe
Neela Aasman So Gaya (Male) – Silsila
Neela Aasman So Gaya (Female) - Silsila
Baadal Pe Chalke Aa - Vijay
Tu Saawan Main Pyaas Piya - Parampara
Main Sasural Nahin Jaoongi - Chandni
Chandni O Meri Chandni - Chandni
Sar Se Sarke - Silsila
Ladki Hai Ya Shola - Silsila
Aa Meri Jaan - Chandni
Lagi Aaj Sawan Ki - Chandni
“ (Jhankar)- “
Meri Bindiya - Lamhe
Jo Tum Todo Piya - Silsila
Khud Se Jo Vada Kiya Tha - Silsila
Gudiya Rani - Lamhe
Mehbooba - Chandni
Jaadu Teri Nazar - Darr
Tu Mere Saamne - Darr
Yaad Nahin Bhool Gaya - Lamhe
Ishq Da Rog Bura - Darr
In Aankhon Ke Zeenon Se - Faasle
Meri Aankhein Hain Aap Ki Aankhein - Vijay
Chandni Tu Hai Kahan - Faasle
Janam Janam - Faasle
Darwaza Band Karlo - Darr
Parbat Se Kaali Ghata Takraee - Chandni
Mere Haathon Mein - Chandni
Medley - Lamhe
Tu Mujhe Suna - Chandni
Sahibaan Meri Sahibaan - Sahibaan
Prem Hai Deepak Raag - Sahibaan
Yeh Qaafile Yaadon Ke - Faasle
Ham Chup Hain (sad) - Faasle
Hum Chup Hain - Faasle
Mere Sathiya Mere Saath Chal - Parampara
Faasle Hain Bahut - Faasle
Bahan Jinah Di Pakdiye - Silsila
Rang Barse - Silsila
Ang Se Ang Lagana - Darr
Tu Kya Pyar Karega - Sahibaan
Is Mele Mein Log Aate Hain - Sahibaan
Bansuri Yeh Bansuri Nahin - Sahibaan
Solah Button Meri Choli - Darr
Aadhi Raat Ko Palko Ki Chhaon Mein - Parampara
Are Jaane Wale Mujhe Chod Ja Tu - Sahibaan
Hum Banjare Dil Nahi Dete - Parampara
Zindagi Har Janam - Vijay
Main Botal Nahin Sharab Ki - Sahibaan
Mhare Rajasthan Ma - Lamhe
Akkad Bakkad Bambe Bo - Vijay
Tera Karam Hi Teri Vijay Hai (male) - Vijay
“ (female) – “
Phoolon Ke Is Shehar Mein - Parampara
Naujawano Ka Zamana Hai - Parampara
Rakhna Athanni Sambhalke - Vijay
Mora Banna Dulhan Leke Aaya - Faasle
Sun Le Ye Saara Zamana - Faasle
Moments of Rage Dance (Instrumental) - Lamhe
Moments Of Passion ( Instrumental) - Lamhe
Mere Hathon Mein Nau ( Instrumental) - Chandni
Dance Music (Instrumental) - Chandni
INDIE'S ALL TIME 60 NO. 1's ! ! (Based on the No. 1 Songs at Binaca's Annual Bollywood Music Countdown - from 1953-93!)
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List:
Meri Pyari Behaniya Banegi Dulhaniya (2nd version) - Sachaa Jhutha
" (1st version)
Zindagi Ek Safar - Andaz
Shayad Meri Shaadi Ka Khayal - Souten
Tu Ganga ki Mauj - Baiju Bawra
Ae Dil Hai Mushkil Jeena yahan - CID
Chahunga Main Tujhe Saanjh Savere - Dosti
Duniya mein kitna gham hai - Amrit
Sawan Ka Mahina Pawan Kare Shor - Milan
Papa Kehte Hain Bada Naam Karega - Qayamat Se Qayamat Tak
Teri Pyari Pyari Surat Ko - Sasural
Mere Samne Wali Khidki Mein - Padosan
Ankhiyon Ke Jharokhon Se - Ankhiyon Ke Jharokhon Se
Ab Kya Misaal Doon - Aarti
Ehsan Tera Hoga Mujh Par - Junglee
Jo wada kiya vo nibhana padega - Tajmahal
Tu pyaar ka sagar hai - Seema
Nain so nain nahi milao - Jhanak Jhanak Payal Baje
Yashoda Ka Nandlala - Sanjog
Angrezi Mein Kehte Hain Ki I Love You - Khuddaar
O Sathi Re Tere Bina Bhi Kya Jeena – Muqaddar ka Sikandar
Baharon phool barsao mera mehboob aya hai - Suraj
Mere angane mein tumhara kya kaam hai - Laawaris
Gori Hain Kalaiyan - Aaj Ka Arjun
Tarzan o my Tarzan - Adventures of Tarzan
Chalo Bhaag Chalein Purab Ki Ore - Kalyug Aur Ramayan
Zindagi Ka Naam Dosti - Khudgarz
Mere paas aao mere dosto ek kissa suno - Mr. Natwarlal
Om shanti Om - Karz
Dekha Hai Pehli Baar - Saajan
Mera Joota Hai Japani - Shree 420
Mere Mann Ki Ganga Aur Tere Mann Ki Jamuna - Sangam
Aaja re o mere dilbar aaja - Noorie
Jaayen Toh Jaayen Kahan - Taxi Driver
Zara Saamne To Aao Chhaliye - Janam Janam Ke Phere
Dafaliwale Dafali Baja - Sargam
Do Hanson Ka Joda Bichad Gayo Re - Ganga Jamuna
Hai Apna Dil To Awara - Solva Saal
Yeh Zindagi Usi Ki Hai - Anarkali
Jis Dil Mein Basa Tha Pyar Tera - Saheli
Chitthi Aayi Hai - Naam
Kabhi Kabhie Mere Dil Mein – Kabhi Kabhie
" (male version)
Kaise Rahun Chup - Intaquam
Khaike Pan Banaraswala - Don
Yaari Hai Iman Mera Yaar Meri Zindagi- Zanjeer
Maine Pyar Tumhi Se Kiya Hai - Phool Aur Kaante
Sun Saiba Sun - Ram Teri Ganga Maili
Zindagi Bhar Nahin Bhoolegi (Male)- Barsaat Ki Raat
Nirbal se ladayee - Diya Aur Toofan
Mehngai Mar Gayee - Roti Kapda Aur Makaan
Mujhko yaaron maaf karna main nashe me hoon - Main nashe me hoon
Haal Kaisa Hai Janaab Ka - Chalti Ka Naam Gaadi
Dum Maro Dum - Hare Rama Hare Krishna
My Name Is Lakhan - Ram Lakhan
Mera jeevan kora kagaz – Kora Kagaz
Dil Vil Pyar Vyar Main Kya Janu Re - Shagird
Choli Ke Peeche Kya Hai - Khalnayak
Bindiya Chamkegi Chudi Khankegi – Do Raaste
Tu Mera Jaanu Hai - Hero
Koi Patthar Se Na Maare - Laila Majnu .
RUNA LAILA 's TOP 120 (HINDI) SONGS ! :
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Dama dum mast qalandar
"
"
Tumhe ho na ho mjhko toh itna yakeen hai
Do deewane shehar mein
Ghungroo toot gaye
Chidiyan da chamba
Chitta kukkad banere te
Kala sha kala
Nashe siya band botale
Kurti meri chheet di
Katyu chuk
Mera babu chhail chhabila
" (Pak film)
" (Hin film)
Ye dil vale aao
Kat te hain din
Dilbar haseena
Meri jaan tujhpe
Aaja piya
Lao mehndiyan
Mehndi taan sajdi
Aaya ladiye
Pukaro o kanha tum
Bole re papihara
Pardesi pakhiara
Gulon mein rang
Bana gulab toh kante
Khayal-o-khwab
Aaye kuch abr
Zakhm ko phool
Sunri abhagan
Kabi kaha na kisi se
Kehdo is raat se ruk jaye
Kya aise kam sukhan se koi
Dil ki haalat ko koi kya jaane
Ab kahan pyaar mein
Uzr aane mein bhi
Garche sau baar
Aziz itna hi rakho
Nagma o shar se hay
Aa ke aik pal mujhe
Ja re ja kaga
Kehdo iss raat se
De de pyaar de de
Romance
Pyaar woh shararat
Chalo chalen
Aao sunlo
Pyar karen
Allah re is dil ne
Badra le ja neer
Piya aaja sawan aaya
Jab teri yaad ka toofan
Unki nazron se jo
Preet bhi jhuthi
Tu khafa hai toh
Main woh kanwal hoon
Ali baba ali baba
Kaho sakhi kaho sakhi
Ek se badhkar ek
Eh dil mera banjara
Raavan dhakna
Saanjh savere
Dhoop ho
Mera bhola sanwariya
Aapko do ghadi fursat
Yeh dil
Chanka mainu
Chiktara chiktara
Kehdo iss raat se
Aese chup hain
Saiyan ja re ja
Ranjish hi sahi
Surmayi shaam
Wadiyan wadiyan
Kabhi kaha na kisise
Dekha tujhe toh nazren fisal gayi
Mar gayoo re rasgulla ghumai ke
Main kali anar ki
Woh aankhen
Saathi saath nibhana
Haiya hoo
Disco express 85.Tera mera saath rahe
Daiya re daiya
Mere meherban 88.Jabse humne khizan ko
Sun saathi sun
Mera babu chhail chhabila
Jadoo
Holiday
Hello hai
Pyar tra aye jaan e jaan
Dil tera deewana
Suno suno meri ye kahani
Jab tak jahan mein
Yaadon ka dhuaan
I love to sing for you
Disco premee
Oh nooo
Chalo tumne kisi se
Tum na aaye oo
Chhod gaya re chaiyan
Tum aaye ho na
Doob gayi sab yaadein
Jaaiye shauq se jaaiye
Aap dil ki anjuman mein
Tham tham kar
Ek mahal tha
Kaisa gharonda toota
Tooti hai meri neend
Piya ao na
Meri marzi main gaoongi
Don't be silly
O ho ho ho jaanan
Aap ne jab se mujhe
Ganga amar ma
Majhi tumhi majh
O majhir .
ANTARA CHOWDHURY’S TOP 20 HINDI SONGS! (@INDIES) :
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.Tum ho kahan
.Dheere dheere – Minoo
.Dheee dheere(duet) -Minoo
.Yeh nigahen – Khoya Khoya Chand
.Aaja aaja – Oh Darling Yeh Hai India!
.Aisa bhi hua hai – Madhur Smriti (pvt album)
.Mane na mane na bandhan – (pvt album)
.Beet jaat barkha rut – Madhur Smriti (pvt album)
.Man se man ka – Title song of TV serial ‘Tumhari Disha’
.O koi ajnabi - Madhur Smriti (pvt album)
.Aur ek sham maine tere naam-Madhur Smriti (pvt album)
.Diwane ho - Madhur Smriti (pvt album)
.Teri galiyon me hum aaye - Minoo
.Mastana ye jharna - Madhur Smriti (pvt album)
.O Kaali re - Minoo
.Maina ke maina ke – Chemmeen Lahren
.Ishq ka naam hai - Pehredaar
.Kyun aaj kal – 7 ½ Phere
.Khwab khwab – Mann Ke Manjeere (pvt album)
.Sajne tere naina - Madhur Smriti (pvt album)
.Aaya dekho re salona din – Triyacharitra .
JAGJIT KAUR ‘S TOP 30 HINDI SONGS! :
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.Tum apna ranjo gam - Shagoon
.Gori sasural chali – Shagoon
.Baaj rahi hai ohir bansuriya
.Chanda gaye ragini – Dil-E-Nadan
.Mohabbat ki dhun – Dil-E-Nadan
.Dekh lo aaj hum ko - Bazaar
.Pehle toh aankh milana – Shola Aur Shabnam (1961)
.Tu kaunsi badli me mere chand hai aaja
.Agar dil dil se takraye toh – Shola Aur Shabnam
.Khamosh zindagi ko ek afsana mil gaya – Dil-E-Nadan
.Chal aao sainya - bazaar
.Pind dia number dara
.Kahe ko byahi bides
.Hariyala banna aye re – Razia Sultan
.Chanda gaye raagni - Dil-E-Nadaan
.Kab yaad mein tera saath nahi - Anjuman
.Ladi re ladi –Shola Aur Shabnam (1961)
.Dard bola toh sunai dega – Dard (serial)
.Pehle jo mohabbat se inkar kiya – Pardesi (1941)
.Lai we ranjhya wah – (Punjabi folk)
.Uske khel nirale - Noorie
.Phir meri khabar lene – Yeh kya jagah hai doston
.Sakhi re sharmaye – Pyase Dil (1974)
.Phir wohi sawan aya – Shola Aur Shabnam (1961)
.Ada jadoo – Mera Bhai Mera Dushman
.Aashiq ho toh aisa ho- Noorie
.Suniye huzoor pyar ka charcha - Suryamukhi
.Nain milake pyar jagake – Mera Bhai Mera Dushman
.Sadda chidiya da chamba ve – Kabhi Kabhie
.Idhar aa sitamgar – Sawaal
.Baaje shehnai ri banno – Chambal Ki Kasam
.Suno na bhabhi – Thodisi bewafaii
.Mahiya ve mahiya – Posti (1950)(Punjabi) .
AARTI MUKHERJEES’S TOP 50 (HINDI) SONGS ! :
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Do naina aye ek kahani – Masoom
Manokaamna – Manokaamna
Shyam teri bansi pukare – Geet Gata CHal
Aaiga aiga aiga ye kya ho gaya – Boyfriend
Sara mora kajra churaya tumne – Do Dil
Dhire dhire dhal re Chanda – Angulimaal
Yeh kya hua mujhko – Manokaamna
Solah shukrawar bishi anusar – Solah Shukrawar
Chanchal bada – Manokaamna
Main wohi darpan wohi – Manokaamna
Kabhi kuch pal Jeevan ke – Rang Birangi
Do panchhi – Tapasya
A mere humkadam – Humkadam
Chhodo baiyan na chheda mohe – Taraana
Aaj ki raat charongi – Khamoshi
Soye jasbaat – Ek Baar Kaho
Milan kar do mere ram se – Lallu Ram
Billi bajaaye baaja – Sahara
Kar gaya kanha – Geet Gaata Chal
Husn hai ya koi qayamat hai – Saudagar
Meri tanhai ka – Rusvai
Yaadon ko bhool jaye – Sooraj Mukhi
Hey bansi wale teri gali aye hain gwale – Phir janam lenge hum
Bachchon tum ho khel khilone – Tapasya
O paatal ke raja – Nagin Aur Suhagan
Tera mera jeevan bhar ka sath hai – Pyar Ke Rahi
Tum hamare ho – Chimney ka dhuan
Nache re languriya – Lallu Ram
Brahmachari – Lallu Ram
Pyaar ki raah mein – Ek Baar Kaho
Pyare bhaiya ki main – Mangal Dada
Happy birthday to you – Sajan Bina Suhagan
Dheere dheere dhalte dhalte din dhal jaye – Dukh Dard
Teri meri mohabbat bhi – Khoon Ki Takkar
Tum bhi akele toh kuuch bhi nahi – Nai Imarat
Nainon mein chori chori - Nadaniyan
Rakh ke dher ko – Abnaband
Insaniyat hi sabse pehle – Ram Tere Kitne Naam
Dekho sapne saje dhol – Ganga Ki Saugandh
Rang se – Love In Canada
Jaago anjaani rajkumari – Ek Soorat Do Dil
Ek do teen gin bhai gin – School Master
Yeh samaj kab tak – Be abroo
Jai ho mata – Aangan Ki Kali
Dhoop bhi dekhi – Aangan Ki Kali
Zinda hoon magar zinda hoon nahi – Khanjar
Yaad ati rahi shakl bholi teri – Lallu Ram
Dukhiyon pe kuch raham karo – Talaq
Ae Watan Tujhko Hum Na Bhoole Kabhi - Love In Canada
Ankhen badi hai nemat baba – Apna Ghar .
SALMA AGHA ‘S TOP 180 SONGS ! :
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. Saans bhi loon toh - Meri Adalat (film)
" - (duet) (Harpal)
"
Yeh manzar yeh nazarey - Harpal
Rang jeevan mein - Harpal
Hai logon ki zubaan pe - Harpal
Iqrar main karti hoon - Harpal
Kuch chehre aise hote hain - Harpal
Baat choti si - Bazaar e husn/ Harpal
" (film version)
Zindagi yun thi - Awaaz o andaz
Jeena bhi kya hai jeena - Kasam paida karne wale ki
" (part 2)
Faza bhi hai jawan jawan - Nikaah
Aye mere mehboob (1) - Salma
Dil ke armaan ansuon me beh gaye - Nikaah
" (remix)
Dil ki ye arzoo thi - Nikaah
Kabhi aa ja - Ulfat
Mujh mein wafa ki - Ulfat
Main raina jaagun - Ulfat
Junoon e jurm e wafa - Awaz o andaz
Aaj phir aaine ne
Kehna na tum ye kisi se
Raaste yaad nahin
Balma barkha rut ayee
Jaan e man (film version)
" (album version)
Huzoor aap aye
Hogi mulaqat
Tu pyar leke
Woh raat sapnon me aye
Zindagi se ye gila hai
Maine kholi dil ki kitab
Channa tere pyar ne
Narm fiza ki karvaten
O sajna o sajna
Tu mera kya lage
Mitha mazedaar - Abba remix
Toba toba - Abba remix
Kabhi kabhi - Abba remix
Ab laut aao humraahi - "
Chiquitita - "
Pehli pehli preet - "
Tanha akela yeh kamra
Mujhe tune
Guzar na jaaye
Chale aao chale aao
Ho jayegi badnaami
Meri kahkashan bhi tu
Jaddo mainu pyar naal
Aisa mohe laage sajan
Tu bas gaya hai
Kya kuch na kaha
O piya dil mera
Main koyal sevan baagh
Mana ke humpe
Was akhiyan de
Wichadh gaya mere
Rang sawala
Sakhio ni badnaam na karna
Yaad koi aa raha hai
Yeh mausam suhana
Husan mera hai chandani
Mere dildar khuda hafiz
Aiye aiye aiye
Lehron ki tarah tujhko
Channa dil janiya
Ye mana ke tumne
Do ajnabi yeh raaste
Yeh soch kar ke gham ke kharidar aa gaye
Kala doria
Zulfon se main kar doongi shaam
" (film version) (Aakhri Shikaar film)
Jab shaam ke saaye dhalte hain
Aaya tha jispe dil
Sajan mere rehnde ne
Ik baar milo humse (film version)
" (album version)
Jhoom utha paagal man
Jalwa e gul ko bulbul bahut hai
Sanjh dhali neha phir bhar aye
O piya dil mera
Aaja re tere bin
Sanoo de kay dawanee diyan
Jaha aaj hum mile hain
Pyar hai ek nasha
Munda chumda balori wangan
Shah e madina
Aaj phir aaine ne
Mera naam salma
Pehla pehla pyar
Hum se karta hai
Teri mohabbat meri jawani
Jhoom jhoom jhoom baba
Kasam paida karne wale ki
Dafli bajao ariyo
Aaj di raat nashe wich
Mujhe log kehte hai kadmon ki dhool
Door na mujhse jao
Main har dil ka gham
Dance dance
" (part 2)
Chumma chumma
Tai tai
Aaina haseen hua hai
Aaj dil thaam kar mera
Kahe baithe ho naina churai ke
Duniya tey pyar di kahani
Na aundi te changi si
Aaj makiyan sadiyan udeekan
Husan mere di channani
Sanu apne mukadran ne marya
We soniya mein
Hum sa meri jaan nahi koi
Chundi wade hawa
Chummi lendi hai hawa
Aaja re aaja kar loon
Dil no sazaa mili
Pyar ki ye rahe
Chehra chhupa liya hai
Ankhen jame sharab
Dil neeven ralda
Chand chamakta hai jaise
Luk nahi sakda chhup nahi sakda
The name of the game - Abba remix
Zindagi tere dar pe fanaa
Chamka ne pendiyan
Meethi meethi hoti hai - Aag hi aag
Main har diul ka gham - Meet mere man ke
Sote sote aadhi raat - Siskiyan
Jara jara tu pyar kar
Lage tose naina
Hum aik hain
Husn pe nikhar hai
Raat jag jag ke
Bura jo dekhan main chala
Veer ve val mod mohara
Superboy
Chhutti ka din
Shaam ki aankh hai
Maa hoon na suhagan hon
Ae dost mit gaya hoon fana ho gaya hoon
Kar de kar de
Jalwa e gul ko bulbul
Rim jhim barse pani
Kahe saphere mujhe gheren
Ho gaya humko pyaar
Bewafa bewafa
Aa gale lag jaa
Mera koi ilaaj kar le
Sachi sachi bol behna
Pyar gareeb da sehnda aya
Deeewane ho jayen - Qatilon e quatil
Ek too hover ek main
Nazron ka pistol
Sajna tune chhoo liya
Badami nainon wali
Welcome
Hello handsome
Jaa ke rouze naane de
Hey sakina masum sakina
Shah e madinaa
Ya mohammad ya ali
Maktal se yah aati hai sada
Hey husain hey shaahidaane
Sibte payambar yaad ate hain
Tu jo udhar aag hai
Wahi hai yeh duniya
Barish mein main khadi thi
Tu ik heera ni baliye
Achhi nahi hoti pyar me ladai
Kobra - Kobra
Tarasti hai deedar ko
Teri adaon ne milkar
Chor chor kahin dekha
Aye mere mehboob meri zindagi (2)
Na dil bolta - Jungle ki beti
Wafa se chala hai mohabbat ka naam
Apan ke paas na sona - Ek se badhkar ek .
SANDHYA MUKHERJEE’S TOP 20 (HINDI) SONGS ! :
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Bol papihe bol re – Tarana
Aaja re balam tujhe meri kasam – Ek Do Teen
Ye baat koi samjhaye re – Sazaa
Aa gupchup pyar Karen – Sazaa
Maine jo lee angdayi – Jagte Raho
Dil laganewale aapse hazaron hain – Husn Ka Chor
Dheere dheere dil mein sama – Husn Ka Chor
Phir badhi vo rajkumari – Pehla Aadmi
Taaron ki roshni mein – Pehla Aadmi
Udasiyon mein nazar kho gayi – Fareb
O janewale kisi ka salaam leta ja – Husn ka Chor
Main naina neer bahaun – Pehla Aadmi
Jungle Mangal – Baghi
Tore naina laage – Mamta
Ishq mein ho jao barbad – Izzat
Ho gaya tere majnu ko – Husn Ka Chor
Ashkon mein chhipi ulfat ki kahani – Pehla Aadmi
Hum chale nai duniya basane – Pehla Aadmi
Kya kya sitam sahe hain – Izzat
Tera jhoomta shabab – Izzat
Rut hai suhani – Manohar
Doob gaye sab aas ke tare – Manohar .
SUSHEELA 'S TOP 30 (HINDI) SONGS ! :
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1. Takatu taka tai - Singhaasan
2. Kya kya kahoon re kanha - Piya milan
3. Tere liye maine janam liya - Singhaasan
4. Bade tum veer - Gul e bakawali
5. Jai jai ram - Lav Kush
6. Shri satguru ke aashish hai - Kam kala tandav
7. Shiv shakti ka - '
8. Aatma jyoti hoon main - "
9. Kaam ki kaamna hai - "
10. Suno re suno - Ram bhajan
11. Sainyog anand hai - Kam kala tandav
12. Shakti tatva rupdhan - "
13. Shiva jyoti rupani - "
14. Parda uthne wala hai - Bachpan
15. O Mother Mary - "
16. Phan ko khole mtrityuwala - Kam kala tandav
17. Jaatasyahi - "
18. Sachit anand - "
19. Ardhanareeshwar - "
20. Aaj na hai mere sajan - Bhakt prahlad
21. Kamini gajagamini - Kam kala tandav
22. Srijan karya karta - "
23. Aadi kaal se - "
24. Widhwansini hai - "
25. Shiva jyoti tatva roop hai - "
26. Rasavani shringar - "
27. Kam kala hai - "
28. Tere seene mein bhi dil
29. Yogi yunjita - Kam kala tandav
30. Shirdi jai sairam - Sabse bada nirala
31. Song from Akbar (61)
32. Kanavu kanda kaathal .
PREMLATA 'S TOP 30 SONGS ! :
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Chup chup khade ho zarur koi baat hai - Badi bahen (49)
Jadugar bhagwan anokhe - Shole (53)
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Thandi pawan chale - Footpath
Aye chand sunahri raaton ke - Bahut door
Yahan nainon me pyar - Char din
Piya mera chulbula - Char chand
Karle char nazar - Mehfil
Dekoh na hbula dena - Dolti naiyaa (50)
Tera budhapa umar meri baali - Gharaana (49)
Ambuva ke ped suhane - Sabak
Mori ankhiyan bhar bhar ayengi - Bahut door
Main samajh gayi kehte ho mujhse - Mamta
Sajan ghar jane wale o m,anzil door nahi - Char din
Kahan chale kahan chale ji chhod ke- Bhai bahen (50)
Kisi ko kya khabar - Bhai bahen (50)
Main sagar ki mast lahar - Dhuaan
Tera dil tere gaalon pe ek til - Dhuaan
Chupke chupke haye ham par - Dolti naiya
Halke halke - Ishwar bhakti
Aa utar hamare dware - Dhobi doctor
O tere dil se mera dil mila - Ghazab (51)
Badla nazar ata hai zamane ka zamana (male) - Tara (49)
" (female)
Duniya se nyare hain khel hamare - Tara (49)
O saiyan tere jaadu bhare nainon - Kyun ji (52)
Koi aane wala hai tere ghar - Ishwar bhakti (51)
Kehta hai ye dil chal unse mil - Naghma (53)
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Episode 145 - Whodunnit Watusi: Gumnaam and Teesri Manzil
We go back to the swinging sixties to get our groove on and maybe solve a murder or two, or ten, if we don’t end up dead ourselves!
Show notes:
Erin forgets why they wanted to do this episode
Ranveer Singh was in a ‘60s pastiche, and it was terrible
Ghost World and And Then There Were None
Gumnaam
Pran is a fashion king
Songs: “Hum Kaale Hain To,” “Is Duniya Mein Jeena Ho To,” and “Peeke Hum Tum Jo”
(INTERVAL (“Jaan Pehechan Ho” from Gumnaam)
Teesri Manzil
We are continuing to fall for Shammi Kapoor’s charms
Laxmi Chhaya returns!
Songs: “O Haseena Zulfonwali Jaan-E-Jahan” and “Tumne Mujhe Dekha Hokar Meharbaan”
Bond theme comparisons
Next time: Don and Don 2
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Sheila Ki Jawani | Kylian Mbappé
"I know you want it, but you're never gonna get it.
Tere haath kabhi na aani
(I will never come into your hands)
Maane na maane koi duniya yeh saari,
(Whether anyone believes it or not,)
Mere ishq ki hai deewani.
(This whole world is crazy behind me.)"
The music was blasting from the Bluetooth speaker that Kylian had got you for Valentine's Day after you had complained to him that your iPhone wasn't enough to jam to your favorite songs while getting ready.
Kylian, ever the attentive one, couldn't possibly not buy his bébé anything she asked for. Carefully applying the shade Limitless on your eyelids from your Huda Beauty palette, you were jamming to one of your favorite songs of all time while getting ready for your friend's birthday party. You were so happy that Kiara decided to make it Bollywood-themed because you wanted to wear the gold saree that your mother had gotten for you from her trip to India last month.
"Ab dil karta hai haule haule se,
(Now slowly my heart wants,)
Main toh khud ko gale lagaun.
(Me to embrace myself.)"
You continued shaking your hips in a sensual motion while you curled your lashes and applied a coat of mascara. To be honest, you were running a bit late and hoped Kylian wouldn't come home too soon so you could blame any tardiness on him. As a girl, you felt that being on time was overrated; no matter how much you prepared in advance, it didn't matter. What can you say? Beauty can't be hurried.
"Kisi aur ki mujhko zaroorat kya,
(I don't need anyone else,)
Main toh khud se pyar jataun.
(I'll express my love to myself.)"
This was your favorite part of the song. While waiting for the eyelash glue to dry, you struck a pose at every line.
"What's my name?
What's my name?
What's my name?
My name is Sheila, Sheila ki jawani.
(My name is Sheila, young Sheila.)
I'm too sexy for you,
Main tere haath na aani.
(I will never come into your hands.)
No no no no Shei-"
"Having fun, mon amour?" your husband's voice cut through the music as you stood there, your index finger shaking in front of the mirror with your expression stuck in a deer caught in the headlights motion.
Smirking, your husband stood there leaning against the doorway with his arms crossed.
"Kyky! What a surprise! I didn't know you were going to be home so early!" you blushed, trying to quickly put your lashes on, while wholly ignoring the fact that you were obviously late.
"Early, bébé? Really? T'es sérieuse?" he said, raising his eyebrows and walking behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist. "It's 8:00 pm, and we are supposed to leave by 8:15 pm."
"Honestly, Ky. When you really think about it, does it really matter? I mean, it's an Indian birthday party; no one's on time," you rambled on while applying your primer. "Besides, time is just a con-"
"Bébé,"
"-cept. According to Allen Bluedor, time is a result -"
"Bébé,"
"of humans interacting with each other -"
"BÉBÉ!"
"-and socialization processes," you trailed off as he spun you around in his arms and gave you a stern look that made you immediately shut up. Kylian looked positively over your antics, as his dark eyes peered into your soul. The stern press of his mouth made it clear that he was less than impressed with your incorrigible habit of not getting ready on time.
"Qu'est-ce que je t'avais dit la semaine passée quand on a failli être en retard pour la fête à ma mère?" he asked, his thumb tracing circles on your exposed hip bone. There was a predatory gleam in his eyes that had your pulse suddenly racing. A slight shiver went down your spine as you had a hard time looking into his eyes.
"Euh, que j'étais vraiment belle et que de toute façon on avait juste failli être en retard?" you said while fluttering your eyes at him. You knew you were in trouble when you felt his hands tighten around your hips, as he frowned and pursed his lips, almost surprised by your audacity.
"Et maintenant, tu mens, eh?" his growly voice sent a spark of heat into your lower belly as he slowly backed you into the counter. Feeling the edge digging into your back, you placed your hands on the planes of his chest, the soft fabric of his black kurta providing comfort despite the tension in the air.
His right hand, which was on your hip, slid up your body slowly, wrapping around your throat and giving it a light squeeze. Your breath hitched as you felt your panties dampening.
"I asked you a question, and I expect an honest answer, bébé."
"Okay, fine. You told me that if I were late one more time, you would bend me over your knees…"
"Don't get shy on me now, princesse. You've literally had my cock in your mouth."
"Oh my god, Ky. You're such a perv sometime."
"Answer me."
"You would bend me over your knees and spank my ass raw," you mumbled quickly.
"Unfortunately, mon amour, I don't have time to bend you over my knees but I'm sure this counter will do," he said while his left hand slid down your ass, giving it a possessive squeeze.
"Turn around, and bend over."
At this point, you were so turned on that you wanted him to do it, all previous traces of nervousness vanishing from your body as if it was never there in the first place. Gulping, you bit your lip, as you slowly turned around and bent over the cold countertop. you weren't wearing a bra underneath your silk robe, so your nipples were hard as they touched the cool surface.
You heard Kylian inhale sharply as he slowly lifted your flimsy robe, gradually exposing your derrière. You heard him curse as he caressed your soft flesh. A sharp smack on your ass had you whimpering as the sting left behind a film of ecstasy in your soul.
"You're going to count for me now, bébé," he said, his commanding voice slowly seducing you into submission.
"One…" The word barely left your lips when Kylian let out a snort, shaking his head not in amused disbelief at your antics. "T'es drôle. Celui-là ne compte pas."
Despite the dark lust clouding his deep brown eyes, a glint of mischief and a touch of affection shone through. You drove him absolutely mental but he loved every second of it.
"T'es méchant, tu sais," you retorted, a pout forming on your lips, challenging his authority with your audacity.
Smack.
"Deux," you said, your voice laced with defiance, determined to test his limits as the sting of his slap reverberated through you. Glancing at your reflection in the mirror, the person staring back seemed almost like a stranger. A flush of red painted your cheekbones, a vivid testament to the intensity of the moment, while your teeth sank into your plump bottom lip.
"You're such a brat. I shouldn't let you cum for a week," he admonished, his tone firm as he caressed the bruised flesh.
"No! How could you even think of doing that?" You protested breathlessly, alarmed that he would even dare deny you your pleasure.
Just as he was about to retort, the sudden ring of your phone sliced through the charged atmosphere of the room, the beginning notes of Standing Next to You breaking the intimate bubble that you were both confined in.
"Who is it, Ky?" Your voice was curious, a slight edge of impatience cutting through as you tried to peek over his shoulder at the glowing phone screen.
"Oh putain, it's Kiara."
"Oh shit, she's going to kill us. We're so late." The words tumbled out of your mouth, a laugh hiding just beneath the surface, acknowledging that your best friend was about to tear you a new one.
"I wonder whose fault that is, mon amour," Kylian smirked, his gaze teasing and accusatory all at once.
"Ugh, get over it, Ky."
Smack.
"Cheeky brat." His words were a playful growl, the affectionate smack a punctuation to your ongoing banter. "C'mon, let me help you with your saree."
"Je t'aime, bébé." you said blowing a kiss in his direction, giving him a quick peck.
He just rolled his eyes at your antics, the gesture full of love and a resigned acceptance of your playful nature.
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Hi lovelies! I had this in the drafts and finally decided to post it! Yay 😁
I think I’m leaning towards writing short prompts because i have a hard time doing longer ones.
Anyways, I hope you guys like it 😊😊
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The Timeless Charm of Mohammed Rafi’s Music
The Indian music industry has seen numerous legendary voices over the years, but very few have left an indelible mark like Mohammed Rafi. His unparalleled versatility and soul-stirring renditions made him one of the most celebrated playback singers in the history of Indian cinema. With a career spanning over three decades, Rafi became the voice of emotions, seamlessly adapting to various musical genres and styles. His songs continue to be cherished by people of all generations, making him a timeless icon whose melodies remain fresh even in the contemporary music landscape.
Early Life and Musical Journey
Born in 1924 in Punjab, Mohammed Rafi's journey into the world of music was anything but ordinary. His passion for singing was evident from a young age, and his dedication to the craft soon caught the attention of music directors in the film industry. He made his playback singing debut in the 1940s, during a time when Bollywood music was undergoing a major transformation. With a naturally gifted voice that could convey deep emotions, Rafi quickly became a favorite among music composers and filmmakers. His ability to modulate his voice to suit different actors and film situations set him apart, making him one of the most sought-after singers of his time.
A Voice That Knew No Boundaries
What made Mohammed Rafi truly exceptional was his ability to excel in any genre of music. Whether it was a soulful ghazal, a high-energy qawwali, a romantic ballad, or a devotional bhajan, he infused each song with a distinct charm. His iconic song “O Duniya Ke Rakhwale” from Baiju Bawra showcased his powerful vocal strength, while “Chaudhvin Ka Chand” from the film of the same name revealed his ability to bring out the soft and soothing aspects of his voice. His songs were not just tunes but expressions of deep emotion, capable of moving listeners to tears or filling them with joy.
Unforgettable Collaborations
Rafi’s success was largely attributed to his collaborations with some of the finest composers in Bollywood. His partnership with Naushad resulted in some of the most melodious songs in Indian cinema. Together, they created masterpieces that are still considered the gold standard of film music. His work with S.D. Burman led to hits like “Tere Mere Sapne” and “Khoya Khoya Chand,” while his association with R.D. Burman produced some of the most energetic and groovy numbers of the 1970s. Additionally, Shankar-Jaikishan, Laxmikant-Pyarelal, and Madan Mohan all recognized Rafi’s extraordinary vocal range and composed music that brought out the best in him. These collaborations ensured that his voice reached every corner of the country, making him a household name.
Rafi’s Influence on Bollywood Stars
One of Mohammed Rafi’s greatest strengths was his ability to adapt his singing style to match the on-screen persona of various actors. He became the voice of some of Bollywood’s biggest stars, including Rajendra Kumar, Shammi Kapoor, Dev Anand, and Dharmendra. His ability to bring out the playful energy of Shammi Kapoor in songs like “Yahoo! Chahe Koi Mujhe Junglee Kahe” and the deep romantic essence of Dev Anand in “Dil Ka Bhanwar Kare Pukar” speaks volumes about his versatility. His voice had an innate ability to elevate an actor’s performance, making songs an essential part of the cinematic experience.
Enduring Popularity and Legacy
Even though Mohammed Rafi passed away in 1980, his music continues to thrive. His songs are still played on radio stations, at weddings, and during festive celebrations. With the advent of digital platforms, younger generations have also discovered the magic of his voice. Covers and remixes of his classics continue to be produced, but his original renditions remain unmatched in their purity and depth. Many contemporary playback singers consider him their idol and attempt to emulate his style, though few can capture the essence of what made him truly special.
The impact of Rafi’s music extends beyond India. His songs have a global following, with fans in countries like Pakistan, Bangladesh, the UK, and the US. His voice transcended linguistic and geographical boundaries, proving that true artistry knows no limits.
Why Mohammed Rafi’s Songs Stand the Test of Time
What makes Rafi’s music timeless is its emotional depth and technical brilliance. Unlike fleeting trends that dominate the industry for short periods, his songs have a classic appeal that never fades. His ability to bring out human emotions through his singing ensures that his music remains relevant, regardless of changing tastes and advancements in recording technology. His melodies have a way of transporting listeners back in time, evoking memories and emotions that remain fresh despite the passing years.
Another reason for his enduring popularity is the sheer variety in his discography. His songs cater to every mood and occasion, making them a staple in Indian households. Whether it’s a romantic evening, a devotional gathering, or a celebration, there’s always a Mohammed Rafi song that fits perfectly.
Conclusion
The golden era of Bollywood music would be incomplete without Mohammed Rafi. His contribution to the industry is unparalleled, and his songs continue to be cherished by music lovers across generations. With a voice that could convey joy, sorrow, romance, and devotion with equal brilliance, he remains one of the most iconic figures in Indian music history. His melodies have stood the test of time, ensuring that his name and music will be celebrated for years to come. The legend of Mohammed Rafi lives on, proving that true talent never fades.
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Mohammed Rafi and the Magic of Romantic Melodies
When we think of Bollywood’s golden era, a few names stand out as legends who shaped its identity. Among them, Mohammed Rafi holds a special place as a singer whose voice transcended generations. Born on December 24, 1924, in Kotla Sultan Singh near Amritsar, Rafi’s journey from a small village to becoming the most celebrated playback singer in Indian cinema is nothing short of extraordinary. His melodious voice, incredible versatility, and dedication to his craft made him an icon whose songs continue to touch millions of hearts worldwide.
This article explores how Rafi defined an era of Indian music, his contributions to Bollywood, and the lasting legacy of his unmatched talent.
A Humble Beginning
Mohammed Rafi’s life began in a modest household in Punjab, where his love for music was evident from a young age. Legend has it that Rafi was inspired by a wandering fakir who sang soulful tunes in his village. This early exposure to music planted the seeds of a passion that would later blossom into a legendary career.
Rafi’s family recognized his potential and supported his ambitions, leading him to train under esteemed musicians like Ustad Bade Ghulam Ali Khan and Firoze Nizami. His rigorous training in classical music became the foundation of his versatile singing style, which allowed him to perform effortlessly across various genres. Despite his growing talent, Rafi remained humble, a trait that endeared him to colleagues and fans alike.
Rise to Stardom in Bollywood
Rafi’s Bollywood journey began in 1944 when he sang for the Punjabi film Gul Baloch. However, his big break came in 1946 with the song “Tera Khilona Toota Balak” in Anmol Ghadi, composed by Naushad Ali. This marked the beginning of a partnership that would produce some of the most iconic songs in Indian cinema.
Rafi’s golden era coincided with Bollywood’s rise during the 1950s and 60s. Collaborating with renowned composers such as Shankar-Jaikishan, S.D. Burman, and O.P. Nayyar, Rafi lent his voice to leading actors like Dilip Kumar, Dev Anand, and Shammi Kapoor. His ability to adapt his singing style to suit the personality of the actor on screen was unparalleled, earning him the reputation of being Bollywood’s most versatile playback singer.
A Voice for Every Mood
One of Rafi’s greatest strengths was his ability to convey a spectrum of emotions. Whether it was the romantic charm in “Chaudhvin Ka Chand Ho,” the spiritual depth in “Man Tarpat Hari Darshan Ko Aaj,” or the playful mischief in “Sar Jo Tera Chakraye,” Rafi’s voice captured the essence of every mood.
He was equally adept at soulful ghazals, energetic dance numbers, and heart-wrenching ballads. Songs like “Kya Hua Tera Wada” and “Dil Deke Dekho” highlight his ability to evoke deep emotion, while tracks like “Yahoo! Chahe Koi Mujhe Junglee Kahe” demonstrate his knack for high-energy performances. This versatility set him apart from his contemporaries and ensured that his voice became the heartbeat of Bollywood music.
Timeless Collaborations
Rafi’s collaborations with composers and lyricists played a crucial role in shaping Bollywood’s musical landscape. His long association with Naushad resulted in evergreen classics like “O Duniya Ke Rakhwale” and “Madhuban Mein Radhika Nache Re.” His work with Shankar-Jaikishan gave us gems like “Baharon Phool Barsao.”
Notably, Rafi’s duets with female playback singers like Lata Mangeshkar and Asha Bhosle are considered some of the finest in Indian music history. Whether it was the romantic “Aaja Sanam” with Lata or the lively “Aankhon Hi Aankhon Mein” with Asha, Rafi’s voice complemented his co-singers perfectly, creating magical musical moments.
Challenges and Triumphs
Like any artist, Rafi faced challenges throughout his career. The rise of Kishore Kumar during the 1970s led to increased competition, yet Rafi’s resilience and dedication never wavered. He continued to deliver hits, such as “Pardah Hai Pardah” from Amar Akbar Anthony and “Main Zindagi Ka Saath” from Hum Dono. His humility and professional ethics won him admiration from peers and music directors alike.
Despite his immense success, Rafi remained grounded, always prioritizing his craft over personal gain. It is said that he would often refuse payment for songs if the producer faced financial difficulties, highlighting his generous and selfless nature.
The Legacy of a Legend
Rafi’s untimely death in 1980 left a void in the Indian music industry that remains unfilled. Yet, his legacy lives on through the countless songs he recorded over his career. He received several awards, including the Padma Shri in 1967, in recognition of his contribution to Indian music.
Today, Rafi’s songs continue to resonate with audiences of all ages. His music is a bridge between generations, played at family gatherings, weddings, and cultural events. Even decades after his passing, Rafi’s voice has an unmatched ability to evoke emotions and connect people through the universal language of music.
Conclusion
Mohammed Rafi voice is not just a part of Bollywood’s history; it is a symbol of its golden era. His ability to embody the essence of every song, combined with his humility and dedication, made him a legend whose influence extends far beyond the boundaries of cinema. As we listen to his timeless tracks today, we are reminded of a time when music was pure, heartfelt, and unforgettable.
Mohammed Rafi’s songs are more than just melodies; they are memories etched in time. Which Rafi classic is your favorite? Share your thoughts and memories in the comments below. And if you’re new to his music, take a journey through his discography to discover the magic of a voice that truly defined an era.
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Tribute to #Roshan, one of the greatest music composers in the history of Hindi cinema, on his 57th death anniversary. Roshanlal Nagrath (14 July 1917 – 16 November 1967), better known simply as Roshan, was a celebrated Hindi film music composer. He was the father of actor and director Rakesh Roshan and music director Rajesh Roshan, as well as the paternal grandfather of Hrithik Roshan. In 1948, Roshan moved to Mumbai to pursue a career as a Hindi film music director. Initially, he worked as an assistant to Khawaja Khurshid Anwar for the film Singaar. After facing significant struggles, he finally received his break when Kidar Sharma gave him the opportunity to compose music for Neki Aur Badi (1949). While the film did not achieve success, Roshan established himself on the Hindi film music scene with the release of Baawre Nain in 1950. During the early 1950s, Roshan worked with legendary singers like Mohammed Rafi, Mukesh, and Talat Mahmood. Films such as Malhar, Shisham, and Anhonee featured his compositions, showcasing his talent. One of his iconic creations from this time was Aeeri Main To Prem Diwani Mera Dard Na Jaane Koi, sung by Lata Mangeshkar in the film Naubahaar. Although he was not consistently commercially successful, Roshan’s work was widely respected. He played a pivotal role in introducing lyricists Indeewar and Anand Bakshi to the industry. Both would later rise to prominence as sought-after songwriters in Mumbai. Anand Bakshi’s first break came in 1956 with Bhala Aadmi, although it was Nissar Bazmi who gave him the opportunity. Roshan later collaborated with Bakshi on CID Girl (1959) and delivered a significant success with Devar (1966). The 1960s marked the golden era of Roshan’s career, where his unique ability to blend folk music with Hindustani classical influences became his trademark. His compositions during this time included memorable songs from films such as Barsaat Ki Raat (Na To Caravan Ki Talaash Hai and Zindagi Bhar Nahi Bhoolegi Woh Barsaat Ki Raat), Aarti (Ab Kya Misaal Doon and Kabhi To Milegi), Taj Mahal (Jo Vaada Kiya Woh Nibhana Padega, Pao Chhoon Lene Do, and Jurm-e-Ulfat Pe), Dil Hi To Hai (Nigahen Milane Ko Jee Chahta Hai and Laga Chunari Mein Daag), Chitralekha (Sansaar Se Bhaage Phirte Ho and Man Re Tu Kaahe), and Anokhi Raat (Oh Re Taal Mile and Khushi Khushi Kar Do Vida). His work in the film Mamta (1966) with lyricist Majrooh Sultanpuri resulted in timeless melodies like Rehte The Kabhi Jinke Dil Mein, Rahen Na Rahen Hum, and the duet Chuppa Lo Yun Dil Mein Pyar Mera with Hemant Kumar. The film Devar also featured iconic songs such as Aaya Hai Mujhe Phir Yaad Woh Zalim, Baharon Ne Mera Chaman Loot Kar, and Duniya Mein Aisa Kahan Sab Ka Naseeb Hai. Roshan’s unique contribution to Hindi cinema was his mastery of the qawwali, which was evident in creations like Nigahen Milane Ko Jee Chahta Hai and Na Khanjar Uthega, Na Talwar Tumse. His ability to craft soulful and memorable music, blending genres with finesse, cemented his legacy as one of the most gifted composers in the history of Indian cinema.
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