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Sometime last year, a sudden itch to do something fun and hip took over me. OK, i am inching into 40's - if you have to know. Those of you under 35 wouldn't even remotely understand these urges, so please spare me the looks, will you? Thanks. And those above 35, you know what i'm talking about.

Where was I? Yeah, i decided to get into the Bollywood hype. For someone who hasn't watched any Indian movie for almost a decade, this was a revelation and quite a journey. I had a hard time knowing the names, following the news, who's who etc. Most of the movies are copied from Hollywood, so no creative stories there. But, the songs with a mix of desi bhangra, rock or pop (what inspires these composers, i don't have a clue) are kind of entertaining.

And, what i like the best of all is that i picked up a lot of Hindi along the way. Such a pity that none of my Hindi-speaking friends would let me practice on them, so i prowled around with a vengence. Ha, finally, picked out one of my neighbors. Before the poor woman knew what hit her, i dished out the best of my Hindi. And, frankly folks, i am on a roll here.

Kabir would probably turn in his grave at my Hindi diction, but for all i know now, mujhe hindi sikhna zaroori hai.

Salaam namaste :-)
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