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Indies (Lifetime) Playlist Tributes to Music Legends ! - Part 1

DILIP KUMAR'S TOP 110 SONGS OF ALL TIME! :

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Dil Tadap Tadap Ke – Madhumati

Suhana Safar – Madhumati

Tu Kahe Agar – Andaz

Ye Hawa ye Raat ye Chandni – Sangdil

Gaye Jaa Geet Milan Ke – Mela

Mitwa Lagi Re Yeh Jaisi – Devdas

Shaam e Gham Ki Qasam – Footpath

Ae Mere Dil Kahin Aur Chal – Daag

Do Sitaron Ka – Kohinoor

Tan Rang Lo Aaj – Kohinoor

Sapnon Ki Suhani Duniya Ko – Shikast

Yeh Mera Deewanapan – Yahudi

Jhoom Jhoom Ke Naacho Aaj – Andaz

Ude jab Jab Zulfein teri – Naya Daur

Maan Mera Ehsaan – Aan

Chhod Babul ka Ghar – Babul

Milte Hi Aankhen – Babul

O Door Ke Musafir – Uran Khatola

Dharti Ko Aakash Pukare- Mela

More Raja Ho – Nadiya Ke Paar

Aye Dil Mujhe Aisi Jagah – Arzoo

Ek Main Hoon Ek Meri – Tarana

Na toofan se khelo - Uran Khatola

Hue Hum Jin Ke Liye Barbaad – Deedar

Seene Mein Sulagte hain Armaan – Tarana

Sanjh Ke Bela – Jwar Bhata

Hum Dard Ke Maaron ka – Daag

Bachpan Ke din – Deedar

Main Bhawara Tu Hai Phool – Mela

Toote Na Dil Toote Na – Andaz

Dekh Liya Maine – Deedar

Dil Mein Sama gaye sajan – Sangdil

Kahan ho kahan - Sangdil

Jab Jab Phool Khile – Shikast

Nai Zindagi Se Pyaar – Shikast

Hum toh hain khel khilone – Shikast

Kaisi Haseen Aaj – Aadmi

Nain Mile Nain huwe – Tarana

Maang Ke Saath Tumhara – Naya Daur

Dhal chuki shaam-e-gham – Kohinoor

Aana hai to aa raah mein – Naya Daur

Kitna Haseen hai Mausam – Azaad

Koi Pyaar ki Dekhe Jaadugari – Kohinoor

Kahan ho kahan – Sangdil

Duniya badal gayi meri – Babul

Saathi haath badhana – Naya Daur

Ishq deewana – Sunghursh

Jab Dil se Dil Takrata hai – Sunghursh

Yaad Rakhna Chaand taaron – Anokha Pyaar

Mohabbat ki raahon mein - Uran Khatola

Ye Desh hai Veer Jawanon ka – Naya Daur

Nain Lad jaye hain toh – Ganga Jamuna

Ramchandra keh gaye siya se – Gopi

Ek Shahenshah Ne – Leader

Ayee hain baharen – Ram Aur shyam

Imli Ka Boota – Saudagar

Watan Ki Raah Mein – Shaheed

Ye Zindagi ke Mele – Mela

Hum Aaj kahin dil kho Baithe – Andaz

Mohabbat zindabad – Mughal e azam

Bhula Bhala Path Hara – Jwar Bhata

Aaj Ki Raat – Ram Aur Shyam

Zara Man Ki Kiwadia Khol – Kohinoor

O Shankar Mere – Bairaag

Meri kahani bhoolne wale – Deedaar

Aaj Kal Shauk e deedar – Leader

Dil Mein chhupake Pyaar – Aan

Tere Husn Ki Kya tareef karun – Leader

Dilruba Maine Tere Pyar mein – Dil diya dard Liya

O Chhaliya re – Ganga Jamuna

Dil Leke daga denge – Naya daur

Aaj ishq Mein hum – Dil Diya dard Liya

O balam tere Pyar Ki – Ram Aur Shyam

Madhuban Mein – Kohinoor

Naseeb Dar pe Tere – Deedar

Yahan badla wafa ka – Jugnu

Toota hue Khwabon – Madhumati

Koi Sagar dil ko Behlata Nahi – Dil Diya dard liya

Mere Pairon mein – Sunghursh

Koi Nahi Mera – Daag

Laagi Naahi Chhootey – Musafir

Wah re Zamane – Ghar ki izzat

Insaaf ka Mandir hai – Amar

Insaan ka insaan se ho bhaichaara-Paighaam

Jawani mein akelapan- Paighaam

Hameen Se Mohabbat – Leader

Apni Azaadi ko hum – Leader

Radha Nachegi – Saudagar

Sukh Ke Sab Sathi – Gopi

Sawan Aaye ya na Aaye – Dil Diya Dard Liya

Aaj Purani Raahon Se – Aadmi

Main hoon Saqi – Ram Aur Shyam

Ek padosan Peechhe Pad gayi – Gopi

Aye Sanam Tere Liye – Karma

Tumhare sang toh rain bitaee – Sagina

Main bairaagi – Bairaag

Holi Ayee Re – Mashaal

Kranti – Kranti

Aye Watan Tere Liye – Karma

Mangi thi ek Dua – Shakti

Nana ho gaya Diwana – Mazdoor

Saare shehar mein aap sa – Bairaag

Hum Mehnatkash – Mazdoor

Chana Jor Garam – Kranti

Haathon Ki Chand lakeeron – Vidhaata

Upar wala dukhiyon Ki nahi sunta – Sagina

Gazab jam gayi bindiya – Sagina

Mujhe duniye waalon – Leader

Peete Peete kabhi Kabhi – Bairaag

Prem hai radha – Qila

Kurte Ki banhiya – Qila

Maria My Sweetheart – Dastaan

Saala main toh sahab ban gya – Gopi

Bahut betaqalluf hue ja rahe hain - Ghar ki izzat

Andhkar jalte jugnu ke samaan – Jugnu

Taron ki toliyon - Ghar ki izzat .

LATA MANGESHKAR'S PERSONALLY CHOSEN OWN TOP 100 ! :

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1.Jab Pyar Kiya Toh Darna Kya - Mughal e Azam 2.Aayega Aanewala - Mahal 3.Mera Saaya Saath Hoga - Mera Saaya 4.Ajeeb Dastaan Hai Yeh - Dil Apna Aur Preet Parai 5.Aaja Re Pardesi - Madhumati

Vaishnava jana toh taine kahiye je 7.Aa Ri Aaja Nindiya tu - Do Beegha Zameen

Bairan neend na aye - Chacha zindabad 9.Ja Re Ud Ja Re Panchhi - Maya 10.Chandan Sa Badan - Saraswatichandra 11.Mara Re Girdhar Gopal - Meera Album by Hridaynath 12.Thaane kain Bol - Meera Album by Hridaynath 13.Seene Mein Sulagte Hain - Sangdil 14.Thare rahiyo- Pakeezah 15.Aeri Jaane Na doongi - Chitralekha 16.Mila hai kisika jhumka - Parakh 17.Na bole na bole - Azaad 18.Piya bina piya bina - Abhimaan 19.Chalte chalte - Pakeezah 20.Woh din Kahan gaye bataa - Tarana 21.Jaane wale se Mulaqat - Amar 22.Kali Kali raat re - Saiyaan 23.Uthaye ja Unke Sitam - Andaz 24.Sajan Ki galiyan chhod Chale - Bazar 25.O Sajanaa - Parakh 26.Man Mohana - Seema 27.Kahin Deep Jale - Bees saal baad 28.Kya Janun Sajan - Baharon ke Sapne 29.Shri ram jai ram - Bhimsen Joshi & Lata Mangeshkar 30.Aye Mere Watan Ke Logon - Patriotic album 31.Tere Bina Zindagi Se Koi - Aandhi 32.Woh Chup Rahen Toh Mere - Jahan Ara 33.Jun Mata Ma Mero - Maitighar 34.Aji Rooth Kar Ab Kahan Jaiyega - Arzoo 35.Lag Ja gale - Woh Kaun Thi 36.Saanwara Re - Meera album by Hridaynath 37.Aye Dilruba Nazren Mila - Rustom Sohrab 38.O Beqaraar dil - Kohraa 39.Satyam Shivam Sundaram - Satyam Shivam Sundaram 40.Suniyo Ji Arj - Lekin 41.Aa Jane jaan - Intaqaam 42.Sayonara - Love in Tokyo 43.Tu Chanda Main Chandni - Reshma Aur Shera 44.Duniya kare sawaal - Bahu Begum 45.Tere Sur Aur Mere geet - Goonj Uthi Shehnai 46.Dil Deewana - Maine Pyar Kiya 47.Rahen Na Rahen Hum - Mamta 48.Khwab Bankar Koi - Razia Sultan 49.Dekha Ek Khwab - Silsila 50.Aap ki Aankhon Mein - Ghar 51.Tere Bina - Ghar 52.Aja piya tohe - Baharon ke sapne 53.Bahon Mein Chale Aao - Anamika 54.Paon Chhoo Lene do - Taj Mahal 55.Neela Aasmaan - Silsila 56.Yeh Kahan Aa Gaye Hum - Silsila 57.Dil Ka Diya - Chitragupt 58.Ladki hai ya shola - Silsila 59.Jiya Jale - Dil Se 60.Kuch Na Kaho - 1942 A Love Story 61.Yashomati Maiya - Satyam Shivam Sundaram 62.Sar se sarke - Silsila 63.Aye dil e Nadan - Razia Sultan 64.Raaton Ke Saaye - Annadaata 65.Apne Aap Raaton Mein - Shankar Hussain 66.Dilbar dil se Pyare - Caravan 67.Keno Kichho kota bola na 68.Dikhaye Diye - Bazaar 69.Dil vil Pyar Vyar - Shagird 70.Shyam Ghan Ghanshyam - 71.Luka chhuppi - Rang de Basanti 72.Dard Ki raagini - Pyaas 73.Bhai Batur - Padosan 74.Kaise din Beete (Balraj Sahni) 75.Phaili hui Hai - House No. 44 76.Jara si Aahat hoti hai - Haqeeqat 77.Aaj Mere Naseeb ne - Hulchul 78.Allah Tero naam - Hum Dono 79.Iss duniya Meinn Jeena Hai toh - Gumnaam 80.Chunari sambhaal Gori - Baharon Ke sapne 81.Bada Natkhat hai - Amar Prem 82.Sharaabi Mera naam (Meena Kumari)- 83.Woh bholi dastan - Sanjog 84.Raja beta soya mera (Pradeep Kumar)- 85.Na Ja Mere Humdum - Pyar Ka Mausam 86.Patta patta boota boota 87.Chalo sajna Jahan tak Ghata chale 88.Barse ghan saari raat - Tarang 89.Yeh Raatein nayi Purani - Julie 90.Rula Ke Gaya Sapna - Jewel Thief 91.Shola Jo bhadke - Albela 92.Bedard tere dard ko - Padmini 93.Allah ye Ada - Mere humdum mere Dost 94.Sanvaro nandnandan 95.Maee Mhano Supnama 96.Gadh Se Meerabai Utari 97.Kenu sang Kheloon holi 98.Radha Pyari - Meera Album by hridaynath 99.Ud Ja re Kaga 100.Chala vasi des 101.Mai Mai Kaise Jiyu 102.Ko Birahini ko dukh jane ho 103.Sakhi Ri Laaj 104.Karam Ki gati Nyari Santo 105.Sanware ranga rache .

K. L. SAIGAL 's TOP 155 SONGS ! :

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Mai kya janu kaya jadu hai - Zindagi

So Ja Rajkumari -

Din Soona Sooraj Bina - Tansen (1943)

Babul Mora Naihar Chhooto Hi Jaaye - Street Singer (1938)

Kaun Bujhave Ram Tapat More Man Ki - AMAR SAIGAL

Ek bangla bane nyara,sone ka bangla - President (1937)

Sapt Suran Tin Graam - Tansen (1943)

Mere Sapno Ki Rani - Shahjehan

Baag Laga Doon Sajani - Tansen (1943)

Do naina matware tihare - My Sister

Mai sotey bhagjaga du - Lagan (1941)

Nuktacheen hai ghame dil - Yahudi Ki Ladki

Preet Mein Hai Jeevan - Dushman (1939)

Kadam Challe Aage -

Piya Bin Aawat Nahi - Devdas (1936)

Dukh Ke Ab Din - Devdas (1936)

Aah Ko Chahiye

Ghar yeh tera sada

Kahe Guman Kare Ri Gori - Tansen

Rehmat Pe Teri Mere Gunaahon Ko Naaz Hai

Karun kya aas niras bhayi - Dushman

Jhulana jhulaye aao-rii ambua ki dali pe - Amar Saigal (1955)

Avsar beeto jaat praani tero avsar beeto jaat - Puran Bhagat (1933)

Kisne Yeh Sab Khel Rachaya - Dharti Mata (1938)

Dil Se Teri Nigah

Matwale pane se jo ghata

Main baithi thi phulwari mein -

Ibne Mariyam Huva Kere Koi -

Jeevan Asha Ye Hai Meri - Zindagi (1940)

Baalam Aaye Baso More Mann Mein - Devdas (1935)

Milne Ke Din - Tadbir (1945)

Tadpat Beete Din Rain - Chandidas (1934)

Prem ka pujari - Chandidas (1934)

Mohabbat Ke Gul - Kurukshetra (1945)

Duniya rang rangili re baba - Dharti Mata (1938)

Sawariya prem ki bansi suna - Street Singer (1938)

Jo Beet Chuki - Pujarin(1936)

Humjoliyon Ki Thi Toliyaan

Kidhar Hai Tu Aye Meri Tamanna - Kurukshetra (1945)

Muskaraate Huye Yun Aankh Churaayaa Na Karo - Bhanvara (1944)

Din se duguni ho jaayen ratiyaan - Bhakta Surdas (1942)

Shama Ka Jalna Hai Ya Sozish-e-Parwana Hai -

Ghamza Paikaan Hua Jata Hai -

Aayi Hai Tu To Kaise Dil - Kurukshetra (1945)

Apni hasti ka asar husn numaayaan ho jaaye

Bahut Uss Gali Ke Kiye -

Hairat E Nazar Aakhir

Main Unhe Chhedun

Shukriya Hasti Ka Lekin Tum Ne Ye Kya Kar Diya

Gham Diye Mustaquil - Shahjehan

Bina Pankh Panchhi Hun - Tansen

Karlijiye Mere Jannat Ke Nazare - Shahjehan

Rumjhum Rumjhum Chal Tihari -Tansen

Kaise kate ratiyan - Lagan (1941)

Chhupo na o pyari sajaniya

More Balapan Ke - Tansen

Aye qaatib-e-taqdeer mujhe itna bata de - My Sister (1944)

Jab Dil Hi Toot Gaya - Shahjehan

Diya Jisne Dil Lut Gaya Wo Bechara- Bhanwara

Jivan Been Madhur Na Baje - Street Singer

Duniya Mein Hoon

Din Neeke Beete Jaate Hain - Puran Bhagat (1933)

Ae Bekhabari Dil Ko Deewaanaa Banaa Dena

Us Mast Nazar Pe Padi Jo Nazar - Parwana 1947

Diwana Hoon Rahat Se - Zindagi

Lakh Sahi Pee Ki -Yahudi Ki Ladki (1933)

Yeh Tasarruf Alah Allah

Ab kiya bataoN main tere milne

Bakadre Shoq Ikrare Wafa Kiya

Haay Kis Butt Ki Muhabbat Mein

layi hayat

Woh Aake Khwab Men

Mai Kismat Ka Mara Bhagwan - Tadbir (1945)

Lag Gayi Chot Karejwa Mein - Yahudi Ki Ladki (1933)

Chaah Barabaad Karegi Hamen - Shahjehan

Ghunghurba Baaje - Street Singer (1938)

Sakoon Dil Kaa Mayassar - Street Singer (1938)

Jeevan ka sukh aaj prabhu mohe jeevan ka sukh aaj - Dhoop Chhaon (1935)

Jeene Ka Dhang Sikhaye Ja - Parwana

Ishq Mujhko Nahin Vahshat Hi Sahi

Mohabbat Mein Kabhi Aisi Bhi Haalat Paayi Jaati Hai - Parwana

Koi manush kitna hi - Lagan

Prem nagar men banaoongi ghar main - Chandidas (1934)

Har Ek Baat Pe Kehte Ho Tum Ke Tu Kya Hai

Phir mujhe deeda e tar -

Jag Aur Dekh Zara

Woh Aake Khwab Men

Kaun Virane Mein Dekhega Bahar

Ishq Khud Maile Hijaab Hai Aaj

Hasratein Khamosh Hain -Tadbir (1945)

Prem ki ho jai jai - Chandidas (1934)

Piye Jaa Aur Piye Jaa - Pujarin (1936)

Ya Kaisa Anyay Data

O dilruba kahaan tak zulm-o-sitam - Crorepati / The Millionaire (1936)

Janam Janam Ka Dukhiya Prani - Tadbir (1945)

Sitam Thay Zulm Thay - Dushman (1939)

Jis jogi ka jog liya woh jogi base bides - Bhakta Surdas (1942)

Andhe-ki-laathi tu Hi Hai

Nain heen ko rah dikha parbhu

Sar Pe Kadam Ki Chhayan - Bhakt Surdas

Bhaju Main To Bhavse Girdhari

Hari Bin Koi Kaam Na Aayo

Madhukar Sham Hamare

Suno Suno Krishna Kaala

Maiya Mori Main Nahin

Radhe Rani

Allah Hu - Omar Khayyam 1946

Hori Ho Brijraj Dulare

Ae Dil Bekarar Jum - Shahjehan

Pyari pyari surato - Dushman (1938)

Nis Din Barsat Nain - Bhakt Surdas (1942)

Rain gayi ab hua savera yaad teri ne ghera hai - Bhakta Surdas (1942)

Jin jaavo ri gori aaj paniya bharan mat jaav re gori

Tu aa gayi dil ki tamanna jaag utthi haan jaag utthi - Kurukshetra (1945)

Chandni Raat Aur Tare Khile

Jagat Mein Prem Hi Prem Bhara Hai - Karodpati (1936)

Main Man Ki Baat Bataaun - Dharti Mata (1938)

Hat gayi lo kaari ghataa chhitak rahe taare - Lagan (1941)

Jo Naukri Dila De - Karodpati (1936)

Yeh Wo Jagah Hai Jahan Ghar Lutaye Jate Hain

Idhar phir bhi aana udhar jaane waale

Jalwaa gaah-e-dil mein marte hi andhera ho gayaa

Hum Apna Unhe Bana Na Sake - Bhanvara (1944)

Ek Raja ka Beta - President (1937)

Thukra Rahi Hai Duniya - Bhanwara (1944)

Panchi Kahe Hot Udas

Main Panchhi Azad - Tadbeer (1945)

Insaan insaan kyun rota hai insaan - Omar Khaiyyam (1945)

Kaahe Ko Raar Machayi - Amar Saigal

Mein Jo Dinan Ki Thhori Hori Geet

Toot Gaye Sab Sapne Mere- Parwana

Kya Humne Bigada Hai - Bhanwara (1944)

Koi Preet Ki Reet Bataa De Hamen - Kaarwaan e Hayaat (1935)

Na Koi Prem Ka Rog Lagaye - President (1937 )

Hare Bhare Baag Ke Phulon Pe Rijhaa Khayyaam - Omar Khaiyyam (1946)

Garibo Ki Duniya Hai Tere Hawale - Tadbir (1955)

Shehron Mein Wo Baat Kahaan - Karvaan e Hayaat (1935)

Mahi Naal Je Aakh Lad Di Kadi Na (Punjabi)

O sohne saaqiya meri gali vi phera paanda jaa (Punjabi)

Maraba Ghamza (Persian)

Rangeen Tar Az Henhast ( Persian) BENGALI -

Golap Hoye Uthak Phute (1935)

Tomaar Binaaye Gaan Chhilo - Jiban Maran 1939

Amai Tomay Jato - Jiban Maran

Pakhi Aaj Kon Katha Koy - Jiban Maran

Shuni daake mare daake -Jiban Maran (1938)

Prem nahe mor mridu - Didi (1937)

Jakhan Rabona Ami

Ektuku chhonaa lage

Jhumar jhumar nupur baaje - Saathi (1938)

Ae gaan tomaar sheesh - Saathi (1938)

Baandhinu michhe ghar - Desher Mati (1938)

Raajaar kumaar pakshiraaje - Didi (1937)

Swapan dekhi prabaal dwipe - Didi (1937)

Premero pujaay eyi to - Didi (1937) .

M.G. SREEKUMAR 'S TOP 10 (HINDI) SONGS ! :

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List:

Jiya jale

Kissa hum likhenge

" (remix version)

Tu hi tu meri saanson mein

Apni jeb mein lakhon

Soja soja chandni

Mere dholna

" (Bengali)

Saat rangon ke sapno mein

Hansta hua ye pyara chehra tera

Jaya jaya swamy

Suklambaradam .

RAMYA IYER ’S TOP 40 SONGS (@INDIES)! :

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.Showreel (of various cover songs)

.Raha na jaaye

.Soniye – The Film Emotional Atyachar

.Wo jo adhuri si (cover)

.Haye mera dil

.Dil de diya hai (cover)

.Tumhe apna banana ki kasam (cover)

.Saiyyan (cover)

.Sangeet jalso

.Kaafir

.Maade

.Ever Since

.Chhaah

.Set me free (live version)

.Akh Kashni

.Baadalon pe

.Aap ki nazron ne samjha (cover)

.Gowri

.Unakkena naan

.Main phir bhi tumko chahungi (cover)

.Lag jaa gale (cover)

.Tum se milke (cover)

.Aaj jaane ki zidd na karo (cover)

.Sooni sooni raatein

.Dil hai ke manta nahi (cover)

.Pyar do pyar lo (cover)

.Tinka tinka dil mera (cover)

.Takdi rawa

.Hoshwalon ko (cover)

.Mean

.Now you see, now you don’t

.Kehna hi kya

.Je bappa ne chahe – Kanubhai The Great

.Set me free –Sahil & Urvil Mix

.Tare mate jaan chhe -Aa Chhe Aapni Dosti Unlimited Yaar

.Kaali meri gut

.Set me free - Original mix

.Chittiyaan Kalaiyaan

.Jukebox of various covers

.Tane samjhu chhu – Hu- Atra Tatra Sarvatra

.Menasina kaaee – Raagini IPS

.Promo

.Na tum jano na hum – Kaho Na Pyar Hai (humming).

SABITA CHOWDHURY’S TOP 20 HINDI SONGS! :

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.Yahi toh hai mere khawabon ka jahan – Jeena Yahan

.Aa re mere mitwa – Anand Mahal

.Nazar se mil gayi nazar – Sapan Suhane

.Man na more sata – Anokha Milan

.Pal pal dil mera dole – Raat Ki Uljhan

.Sanson mein kayamat ki

.Chand kabhi tha banhon mein

.Jane kya sochkar

.Suniyo ji

.Mat ro janani ke lal

.Mitwa re aa re

.Sun matwaare – Chemmeen Lahren

.Jhir jhir barse aaj gagan se – Mera Damad

.Chhuo na albele mere saiyan - Honeymoon

.Sun sun matwale – Tin Tin Tin

.O meri pran sajni - Annadaata

.Tare daman se

.Aayee ghir ghir – Anokha Daan

.Balkhati sharmati aaja – Usne Kaha Tha

.Kancha lai kanchi - Madhumati

.Yaha ab kya rehna - Ananadaata

.Hum hai footpathi – Minoo .

HARIMATI 'S TOP 10 HINDI SONGS ! (@INDIES).

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NOTE: Perhaps, on some metrics, the first "playback singer" in Bollywood History!

List:

.Tora naahin kanhaiya – Anaath Ashram (1937)

.Aaye sajni shubh din – Manzil (1936)

.Sari duniya gorakh dhanda

.(Raga adana drupad)

.Kahti hai insaaniyat – Garib Ki Tope (1937)

.Beethi boli phir boli - Khudai Khidmatgar

.Sakhi Mathura nagri ja – Anaath Ashram

.Main khus hona chahun – Dhoop Chhaon (1935) .

ANIMA DASGUPTA 'S TOP 10 (HINDI) SONGS (@INDIES)!

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.Kabhi chalti hoon main – Ranee (1943)

.Piyo ji khoob piyo – Ranee

.Gir ke duniya ki nazar se – Subah Sham (1944)

.Loot raha hai koi shayad – Jawaab (1942)

.Ulfat ne jise banaya hai – Iran Ki Ek Raat (1949)

.Nigaahon se shart-e-wafa leejiyega – Subah Sham

.Yeh mujhse kaha dil ne – Jawaab

.Mere chhail chhabeele romeo – Grihalakshmi (1949)

.Kuch haseen hai subah shaam - Subah Sham

.Aankhon ki roshni hai – Arabian Nights (1946)

.Azad karo azad karo

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artqueen02 · 2 years ago

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Wait holdup a second, let me get some screenshots

Okay so I am about to ramble for ages, bear with me.

Okay so like a couple months ago? I think? I had to write a fractured fairytale for a school English assignment, if you don’t know, a fractured fairytale is when you take a pre-existing fairytale or like folk-story type thing, the sort of story that has been told over and over across generations and generations, and while there may be a few things that are changed from person to person, the general gist stays the same, for example, the tale of Cinderella: the widely accepted story of Cinderella is that her mother died and her father remarried, her father is either dead or too bewitched by his new wife’s to notice what’s going on, or something along those lines, and Cinderella’s stepmother and stepsister(s) basically treat her like a slave. The king (or the equivalent of a king) is throwing some sort of function, whether that be a singular ball or a three day festival or anything inbetween, to find his son a worthy wife, and all eiligeble maidens in the kingdom (, empire, what have you) are invited HOWEVER Cinderellas step-mother/sister(s) aren’t letting her go, so once they have left Cinderella finds some sort of way (whether that be a fairy godmother, visiting her dead mothers magic grave, or anything else) and ends up falling in love with the prince and the feelings being reciprocated, however, she must run away in a sudden frenzy and leaves something (often a shoe) ‘on the steps of the palace’ (- Into The Woods, 2015) the prince then declares that he will find the woman (generally whom the shoe fits) and she will be the one he will marry, the stepsister(s) try to fit their feet into said shoe, in the more gruesome telling of the story cutting off a heel or a toe (lmk if I should put a Cw for that), however their plans are foiled and Cinderella and the prince ride off into the sunset and get their perfect fairytale ending.

Whoo, that was long winded, apologies again for the rambling, I promise I’m getting to the point.

Now, a fractured fairytale takes one of those stories, such as Cinderella and while keeping the majority of the core components the same, changes one or two (at an approximation) of the fundamentals that make up the story, Roald Dhal’s Revolting Rhymes portray an excellent example of this, in his telling of Cinderella, the prince decapitates the step-sisters (again lmk if that needs a Cw) and Cinderella realises he’s not actually all that good and ends up marrying a jam maker.

Cw: Internalised Aphobia

Now, for an English assignment, as I stated earlier, we had to fracture a fairytale, I did - you guessed it! - Cinderella (we’re finally getting to the point don’t worry). Now, what I changed was that I made Cinderella aroace (at least somewhere on both the aro- and acespec) and The Prince was queer (I think I specified him as gay, I can't quite remember, but he was attracted to guys nonetheless) and he was secretly dating the stable-boy, secretly because of period-typical homophobia (although how do you really define that when what you're writing doesn't fit into any of the times in our world and is an odd mix between modern and like old-old) and although terms like asexual and aromantic do exist in this 'Verse, Cinderella doesn't know about their existence and thinks that she's broken. she goes to the ball, the prince dances with her, and then takes a risk and asks her if she's aroace, based off of the rings she is wearing, she's like 'what does that mean' he explains, she's like 'wait I'm not broken?' He reassures her that she definitely isn't and spills about the secret boyfriend, eventually the three of them all run off to a distant land together and run a bookshop, I know, very fast paced, very picturesque, fairytale ending, but hey I had a 1000 word limit and after heavy editing and trimming submitted it at 3000 sooooo.......

Anyways, the actual point is that one thing you could do is that you could like, describe how the characters feel, describe their emotions about it, do they feel like they're missing out? do they feel like something is wrong with them? are they blissfully unaware that there's a difference between romantic and platonic love, are they romance repulsed - do they feel sick when the see/read things like kissing or intense romantic displays of affection?

This is how I did that - or at least tried to anyway:

[Image ID: A screenshot of black text on a white background that reads "But oh, how I wish I could go to this festival. Maybe I would….. oh, I don't know, meet a handsome prince and fall in love with him, fix whatever broken in me that I have never loved in the way that most people do, in the way that my father and mother loved each other, and nor have I looked at someone and been taken aback by their appearance. Sure, I can admire how one might seem 'beautiful' or 'handsome' as described by societal norms. Still, I've never felt the same attraction that Charlotte and Calliope express when they gush over the handsome nobles who parade through town with their white horses and golden carriages." End ID]

Again, I'm really sorry for the rambling, and I just now realised that I could've done this alot more consicely, but....

[Image ID: A dark navy blue background, all text is white. at the top, centered text reads "Non-Adhd Storytelling", underneath it on the left is a pink box outline with the words "Start of story" written in it, with a pink arrow pointing to a blue box on the right which has "End of story" written in it, there are multicoloured embellishments surrounding the graphic. Further down, another heading reads "Adhd Storytelling", Under this heading is a large procession of jumbled multicoloured boxes, which are scattered in random places, meaning that most of the arrows are bent. It reads as follows: "Pre-story prologue for "context"" -> "Start of story" -> "Too many details" -> "Semi-related side story" -> "Wait, Okay, Back to the main story" -> "Something I just now remembered" -> "Lose train of thought" -> "What was I talking about?" -> "Realize I've been talking too long" -> "Finally get to the point" -> "End of story" -> "Apologize". End ID]

If you just replace "Adhd" with "Autism/Autistic" or "Neurodivergent", then this is literally me every time I tell a story or just like talk about something in general, so, sorry.

Also, I am by no means saying that this is the only way, or the right way to portray this it's just like. a suggestion, really how you write it is up to you as the author, I'm also not saying that I did this perfectly. Like, I just wrote this for a school assignment.

I need some group intelligence. Recently I started writing again, and the story is about two a-spec characters (one definitely aroace, one is aro but I'm not sure about the ace part yet). It's not the main theme of the story, but I want to at least weave it in because those two characters are very close to each other and if the reader started to assume they were in love, it would really mess with the whole theme of the story- like '(romantic) love conquers all, yada yada' instead of 'overcoming your personal demons and finding meaning in life through your own strength and because you're willing to try for someone who is important to you'.

Thing is, I don't really want to use the terms aromantic and asexual, because it's set in a historically inspired fantasy world and that just... doesn't fit. At all. So I hope for some input - how would you present a (queer)platonic relationship to make it clear that those people are not romantically involved? What would be important for you to see in a story like that representation-wise? Or would you just describe the relationship as it is and leave it to the reader to draw their own conclusions?

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wakingfromthewater · 2 years ago

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i know i'm way behind the trend but i have made those trendy red onion fridge pickles and i have to say, i'm never going back. it's idiot proof and it will improve your meals so so so much.

literally all you do is take 50/50 white vinegar and water, stir in some sugar, and boil it (i used 1 cup of each liquid and 1/3 cup sugar because i didn't know how much liquid i would need because i'm bad at eyeballing volume and had a recipe that called for that), then let it cool to room temp. slice some red onion. i like my veg large and cronchy so i didn't even worry about slicing it finely although you could ~julienne~ it if you feel like that. put two cloves of garlic and something spicy in a jar. i used a ball jar because i have one but you could use an old jam jar or anything with a screwtop lid. my recipe called for whole peppercorns but i only had whole sichuan peppercorns so i shook a bunch of hatch chile flakes in there. you could probably use sliced or whole hot pepper if you want. put the onions in the jar and sqush them down both to fit as many as possible in and to break up any clumps. add enough of the liquid to cover everything. screw on the lid. place in fridge for 48 hours. that's it.

they're crispy and refreshing and can be added to almost any savory dish if you want to. i've had them on top of dhal and with hot flatbread, either with cold sliced chicken or just on their own.

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newtonsheffield · 3 years ago

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👏THANK👏YOU👏MOLLY👏

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Anthony might be reckless but he treats people who deserve it with respect and he knows Mary and Tom Sharma are good people. Because they’re raising the most incredible person he’s ever met. So yeah, he is gonna go home, and shower, and make sure he looks presentable.

Because Mrs Sharma invited him a pretty messed up kid who definitely shouldn’t be anywhere near her perfect daughter into her home. No questions asked. Just told him to come inside and made dhal for him and sent him home with the left overs as though he belonged there. Like he could one day have a place next to Kate. And even Mr Sharma who was obviously wary at first, gave him a genuine smile when he left and said

“Come back any time Anthony.”

The Sharma’s are good people, so yes. Anthony is going to make sure he’s respectful of them, and he’ll bring them jams and pastries and anything he can get his hands on actually because they deserve it, and for some reason they treat him like he’s worth something which no one outside his family has done in a long time.

And years later when Mr Sharma walks Kate down the aisle towards Anthony he feels proud that he’s the man that all of these people somehow thought he could be. And he’s proud that if his children can never know his father, at least they’ll have Kate’s. Because Tom Sharma is the other person who taught him how to be a man.

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Kabhi yun hua hai, k bahar din dhal raha ho, aur shaam khud k bheetar ho chali ho? Khud hi khud se itne bezaar ho chale ho k khud hi se baat karne ki fursat nahi rahi. Jaise kisi sunsaan kabristaan me khud ki kabr me let kar asmaan ki or dekh rahe ho. Aur ye bhi nahi pata k hum, jo ye sab dekh rahe hain, ye hi hum hain; ya hum wo hain jise hum dekh hi nahi pa rahe - wo jisne ye kabr khoda hai. Khud se khud ko itna majboor dekha nahi jata. Par in aandhion k daur me aawaz lagayein bhi to kahan sun sakenge hum.

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angelkin-food-cake · 5 years ago

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omg all of your foods look amazing :OOO can i get a request for an angelkin that loves spicy foods? no allergies. nothing with banana-like textures tho

forgot to add that im looking for baked goods "^^ my baf

Hi dear!

Here are some spicy baked things for you. ^^

Roti with Chana Dhal

Sri Lankan Coconut Roti

Seaweed and Tofu Beignets with Lime Mayonnaise

Pumpkin Sage Scone and Spicy Cherry Quick Jam

Tod Man Khao Pod (Thai Corn Fritters)

Carmelized Onion, Kale, and Goat Cheese Pizza with Balsamic Drizzle

Vegan Dim Sum Buns

Hope you enjoy these. Thanks for the request! ♥

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chantalkrcmar · 4 years ago

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India Receding…Further and Further

29 April 2021

As western news outlets catch on more and more to the enormous COVID tragedy unfolding in India, more and more people here in the US are asking how our friends and family there are doing.

And what do I say?

The truth is almost unbearably hard.

My mother-in-law, Sudha Dave (Mummy to Rahul and me; Dadi to Anamika), died unexpectedly a couple days ago. Another COVID casualty. Because of COVID’s burden on India’s already patchy and weak healthcare system, Mummy did not get the medical care she needed. So, though she will not be counted in the official COVID statistics, COVID was a contributing factor. (A note about the Indian government’s official COVID stats: Do not trust them. Currently, they put the COVID fatalities at 200,000 — not even counting those who died victims of the failing healthcare system. Experts claim the fatalities directly from COVID are actually already one million.)

The advice most everyone in India is getting right now from medical professionals and the government is: do not go to the hospital unless you are at death’s door. The unspoken message is also: And even if you are at death’s door, do not come expecting to get the care you need. Maybe you’ll be lucky, and maybe you won’t. Well, our family doctor gave my in-laws that advice when Mummy started having breathing trouble and low oxygen levels. My mother-in-law and father-in-law knew she was not well, but they thought she must be stable. Her doctor probably knew, but my in-laws did not know she was actually on death’s door. So once they brought her to the hospital, she went into cardiac arrest and that was it.

So what do I say to well-intentioned folks who ask me about India now? To us, it’s not an abstract headline in the New York Times or a clip on NPR. It’s flesh and blood and lots and lots of tears.

Honestly, it’s been horribly hard to hear, “How are your friends and family in India?” when I can’t respond with a simple, “They’re safe and healthy. Thanks for asking.”

The real answer is more like “Absolutely horrible. My mother-in-law just died, ripping a huge hole in the fabric of our family. One that will take a good long time to mend. And one that right now is just goddamn painful. And almost everyone else we know is getting COVID, to boot. Thanks for asking.”

I’m not sure that’s what well-intentioned acquaintances want to hear.

My mother-in-law is gone, and with her, our experience of India is irrevocably and irreversibly changed forever. As I sit in the fog of grief, one of the many thoughts that keeps recurring is how much Mummy made India what it is to me. The first time I ever came to India, she met Rahul and me at the Mumbai International Airport with a gorgeous bouquet of flowers in hand. As she passed them to me, she said, “Welcome home.” Within minutes of getting to the apartment, we were sitting with hot cups of Ambubhai’s world famous chai in our hands. And so it began…At the time, I did not know how much India would become my second home. I came to find over time that Mummy was right. I was coming home.

Our family home in Mumbai will be so…quiet…next time we’re there. My mother-in-law was a presence to be reckoned with. She brought a lot of laughter and love and zaniness and, yes, sometimes exasperation, into our home. She and Anamika would paint together, and watch Paw Patrol in Hindi, and have epic battles of the will over how much aanda or dhal or bhindi or chapati Anamika would eat. Ultimately, though, my mother-in-law adored Anamika so much that…well, who do you think won their battles of the will? We all managed to live together through the world’s harshest lockdown without even fighting that much. Even while going through it, I knew how remarkable that was. Sure, there were annoyances, and sure there were some arguments, but we five adults and one four year old managed pretty well.

My mother-in-law was imperious, curious, quite adventurous — especially for a woman who was raised in a time in India when girls and women were expected to be nothing but docile and demur. Many, sadly, are still expected to be that way. She loved Anamika’s feistiness and self-assurance, probably partly because she saw parts of herself, and her aspirations for herself, in her little granddaughter.

Mummy’s death is having wide ripple effects. Anamika and I are grief stricken; Rahul is, of course, even more so. Ambu Uncle is a mess, too. On WhatsApp video calls, he looks so drained. Riaz Uncle, my in-laws’ driver who hasn’t really driven them anywhere all year but is still being paid (if only other Indians would be as fair and humane as my father-in-law) looked stricken when we spoke to him on WhatsApp too. My father-in-law called Riaz Uncle to come drive them to the hospital so Mummy could get a CT Scan and then drive them home. Nobody knew that it would be a one-way trip.

Tutuji and Hemanta are also so affected. When we called to tell them Mummy had died, Tutuji and Rahul both broke down and sobbed together. Tutu and Hemanta have stayed in our home in Mumbai with all of us many times over the years. Hemanta calls my in-laws Dada and Dadi, just like Anamika does. Over the past couple days, Hemanta has been calling us regularly. Our 11 year old foster son is acting so mature. He inquires, “Has Haathi Papa [Rahul] eaten lately? Is he sleeping enough?” Hemanta also called us in the middle of the night yesterday to report that he had called Ambu Uncle to check in on him and Dada. He is concerned about them too. “Dada has eaten cherries,” he solemnly told us. Hemanta’s care for them is so touching. Anamika has also been so attentive to Rahul. She’s been hugging him and holding his hand and stroking his head when he cries. She keeps saying, “Dadi was my Dadi.” And then she reluctantly follows with, “And she was yours, too, Papa.”

Now we all must mourn and celebrate Mummy together over WhatsApp. Rahul’s cousin Alka, mercifully, lives in Mumbai and is fully vaccinated. So she’s been helping my father-in-law navigate the bureaucratic hoops, and the emotional fallout, that follow death. Alka helped Rahul “attend” Mummy’s cremation through WhatsApp video. Because the COVID situation in India is such a nightmare, we cannot go there now. Many international flights to and from India are canceled anyway, and soon all will be. Rahul and I have not gotten our second dose of the vaccine yet either. My poor father-in-law can’t even have visitors right now. So he and Ambu field phone calls from friends and relatives, and then sit in their quiet home. A home that is stuffed with my mother-in-law’s being — her colorful sarees spilling out of one whole closet, her tiny bottles of shampoo, perfume, lotion everywhere. She had a funny habit of collecting small hotel toiletries from everywhere they traveled.

Anamika and Mummy painted together a lot during lockdown, but after we left India, my mother-in-law took her artwork to a new level. Using Anamika’s bedroom as her studio, she was constantly trying new techniques. She was waiting for our return so she could resume doing art with her favorite creative companion, Anamika. The fact that that day never did come is such a loss for her and for Anamika. Theirs was a bond that brought me such joy. My only surviving grandmother when I was a child was downright mean. So to see how much love my mother-in-law showered on Anamika was heartwarming. So that’s what a grandmother/granddaughter relationship is supposed to look like!

I never thought when we left India in September that we’d never see Mummy again. We knew that my in-laws were in a high risk category for COVID, but we also knew they were willing to be shut-ins until the pandemic was past and that Ambu Uncle would take excellent care of them. I think we overlooked the fact that the Indian healthcare system would totally collapse, leaving them at risk if anything else went wrong.

This post is obviously about my mother-in-law, but the grief over her death is being compounded by our stress and worries about others in India, too. I am not sure I can even appropriately convey how dire the situation in India is now. As I was writing this post, I got a message from Thresiamma, a friend who runs an NGO in Kerala, the south of India. She is 74 and she has COVID. She has taken a turn for the worse and was hospitalized. I hope she makes it out. But I am not too terribly hopeful. And Rahul’s good friend Ahmet who lives in Mumbai has told him that about 10% of his co-workers have died of COVID. His colleagues were not elderly — nor were they poor and unable to afford medical care. It’s just not available much of the time — no matter who you pay off. The Indian crony system has met its match during this pandemic.

Here’s a little taste of just how bad it is in India...

https://thewire.in/government/india-covid-19-government-crime-against-humanity

Right before the pandemic hit India, we took a little family vacation to one of our favorite travel destinations: Kodaikanal, a small town in the Western Ghat mountains in Tamil Nadu. Thank the gods we got there one last time. Who knew what was just around the corner?!

I snapped this photo of Anamika hamming it up with her Dadi and Dada in front of one of our favorite spots in Kodai: The Pastry Corner, a little hole-in-the-wall bakery with the most amazing South Indian filter coffee, delectable homemade ice cream and gooey pastries. The Pastry Corner is tiny; it’s grimy; the ice cream server’s nine fingers were always dirty. But we all loved it and made a daily pilgrimage down the road to share outdoor benches jam-packed with locals and sticky from all the treats customers had been dropping all day. Best. Place. Ever. (And, no, those coffee cups were not all ours. Just most of them were.)

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