I had the best taxi ride home tonight and I feel I must blog about it because I know that if in future I do read my own blog and come across this, it will make me smile.
Ok, so there is this place called Murugan's Idli in Little India which has the best Dosa and Idlis in Singapore all served with an array of wonderful chutneys. Mmmmm lip-smackingy delicious.
My flatmate, this awesomely cute friend of mine from work and I go there every once in a while for dinner. I have been fasting for Ramzan this year and hence to break the fast we decided to go to our good old Murugan's.
As per our Murugan's ritual, we always end our dinner with a trip to Mustafa's (it's a huge market-mall place in Singapore where you can find anything and everything from all over the world and all in reasonably cheap prices). And my friend and I end up singing and dancing to famous bollywood numbers while holding hands. We have never been drunk in that situation, but I swear to God anybody who sees us is convinced that we must have had at least a bottle of wine each! I guess we just get drunk on the happiness. It's always so much fun!
Tonight, we were singing the songs " Main shayar to nahin..." (From the hindi movie Bobby), Do lafzon ki hai dil ki kahani ... (the great gambler) and whilst we were in the middle of a loud rendition of "Chura Liya hai tumne jo dil ko... " (yaadon ki baraat), we got our taxi.
We got into the cab and since we did not want to leave the song half sung (my excuse - the song might take offense) we kept singing after we got in.
Now co-incidentally, the taxi-uncle turned out to be an avid fan of old hindi movie songs! He promptly started playing "Tum Bin Jaoon Kahan..." ( From the movie - Pyar ka Mausam - he explained) and we showed the appropriate enthusiasm with our "ooh wows" and "ahh very nice!"
That was all the encouragement he needed. He went on to say how exquisitely beautiful he thought Asha Parekh was (I kinda agree that inspite of her overly-large derriere, she was quite the looker in those days) and how handsome Shashi Kapoor looked.
"Now both become fat and ugly neh?" said uncle.
And we nodded our heads wisely saying...hmm true.
It turns out he was a fan of Madhubala and Sharmila Tagore too. And he adored Dev Anand and Rajendra Kumar.
Then he asked if we knew any Lata Mangeshkar's songs and if we would sing it for him. He apparently had a singer as his passenger but she was Tamil so couldn't sing his favorite hindi songs. I obliged and sang my heart out.
He rewarded me by putting on the only other song he had on his tiny mobile phone - "Main Shayar to nahin"!
"What a co-incidence?!" I gushed. We were just singing that!
And uncle was very happy and he was even happier and amazed that I knew the entire song - yet again!
I sang along in the taxi and then continued to sing other songs for him that include
- O nanhe se farishte from the movie ek phool do mali
- Aaja tujhko pukare mere geet re o mere mitwa mere meet from the movie Geet
- Kaun hai jo sapno mein aaya ... this was because he loved Rajendra Kumar as well!
He advised me to go karaoke singing more often and I asked him if he goes often because he really was an excellent singer. Being a chinese he sang out Asli Naqli song beautifully.
He said he and his wife used to frequent Karaoke bars, but now he doesn't drink beer and so he doesn't go karaokeing - "no beer, no fun lah.... . Now I only sing for my wife", he said and laughed.
Ahh the romantics, they always re-kindle the faith I have in love and all forms of romance.
Then he said that though Shah Rukh Khan and all are very nice, old movies are still the best. Indian actors are so real and so good that they made him cry.
And here I was thinking, wow, hollywood has such great talent. They have amazing actors, while Bollywood is good only for hamming and melodrama. Taxi-uncle opened my eyes to all the talent that we have had the honour and fortune of watching in those growing-up years.
Hats-off to all the hard work and skill that goes into making Bollywood what it is today!
So, many songs and non-stop exchange of words and thoughts later, I was at home and thanking him profusely for such an entertaining ride and hoping if I will even get to ride in his taxi again.
I'm hoping I do, because it's a small world and according to the spirit of Bollywood - anything might happen!
Fleeting moments with strangers can also leave you warm inside and these moments make you feel alive and happy.
Wishing uncle many more years of music and love...
Ok, so there is this place called Murugan's Idli in Little India which has the best Dosa and Idlis in Singapore all served with an array of wonderful chutneys. Mmmmm lip-smackingy delicious.
My flatmate, this awesomely cute friend of mine from work and I go there every once in a while for dinner. I have been fasting for Ramzan this year and hence to break the fast we decided to go to our good old Murugan's.
As per our Murugan's ritual, we always end our dinner with a trip to Mustafa's (it's a huge market-mall place in Singapore where you can find anything and everything from all over the world and all in reasonably cheap prices). And my friend and I end up singing and dancing to famous bollywood numbers while holding hands. We have never been drunk in that situation, but I swear to God anybody who sees us is convinced that we must have had at least a bottle of wine each! I guess we just get drunk on the happiness. It's always so much fun!
Tonight, we were singing the songs " Main shayar to nahin..." (From the hindi movie Bobby), Do lafzon ki hai dil ki kahani ... (the great gambler) and whilst we were in the middle of a loud rendition of "Chura Liya hai tumne jo dil ko... " (yaadon ki baraat), we got our taxi.
We got into the cab and since we did not want to leave the song half sung (my excuse - the song might take offense) we kept singing after we got in.
Now co-incidentally, the taxi-uncle turned out to be an avid fan of old hindi movie songs! He promptly started playing "Tum Bin Jaoon Kahan..." ( From the movie - Pyar ka Mausam - he explained) and we showed the appropriate enthusiasm with our "ooh wows" and "ahh very nice!"
That was all the encouragement he needed. He went on to say how exquisitely beautiful he thought Asha Parekh was (I kinda agree that inspite of her overly-large derriere, she was quite the looker in those days) and how handsome Shashi Kapoor looked.
"Now both become fat and ugly neh?" said uncle.
And we nodded our heads wisely saying...hmm true.
It turns out he was a fan of Madhubala and Sharmila Tagore too. And he adored Dev Anand and Rajendra Kumar.
Then he asked if we knew any Lata Mangeshkar's songs and if we would sing it for him. He apparently had a singer as his passenger but she was Tamil so couldn't sing his favorite hindi songs. I obliged and sang my heart out.
He rewarded me by putting on the only other song he had on his tiny mobile phone - "Main Shayar to nahin"!
"What a co-incidence?!" I gushed. We were just singing that!
And uncle was very happy and he was even happier and amazed that I knew the entire song - yet again!
I sang along in the taxi and then continued to sing other songs for him that include
- O nanhe se farishte from the movie ek phool do mali
- Aaja tujhko pukare mere geet re o mere mitwa mere meet from the movie Geet
- Kaun hai jo sapno mein aaya ... this was because he loved Rajendra Kumar as well!
He advised me to go karaoke singing more often and I asked him if he goes often because he really was an excellent singer. Being a chinese he sang out Asli Naqli song beautifully.
He said he and his wife used to frequent Karaoke bars, but now he doesn't drink beer and so he doesn't go karaokeing - "no beer, no fun lah.... . Now I only sing for my wife", he said and laughed.
Ahh the romantics, they always re-kindle the faith I have in love and all forms of romance.
Then he said that though Shah Rukh Khan and all are very nice, old movies are still the best. Indian actors are so real and so good that they made him cry.
And here I was thinking, wow, hollywood has such great talent. They have amazing actors, while Bollywood is good only for hamming and melodrama. Taxi-uncle opened my eyes to all the talent that we have had the honour and fortune of watching in those growing-up years.
Hats-off to all the hard work and skill that goes into making Bollywood what it is today!
So, many songs and non-stop exchange of words and thoughts later, I was at home and thanking him profusely for such an entertaining ride and hoping if I will even get to ride in his taxi again.
I'm hoping I do, because it's a small world and according to the spirit of Bollywood - anything might happen!
Fleeting moments with strangers can also leave you warm inside and these moments make you feel alive and happy.
Wishing uncle many more years of music and love...
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