Some divine music from R. D. Burman, a la Madan Mohan! But first, a zesty piece from an entirely diff world of lavani’s.
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The song is from a Marathi movie Natarang, directed by Ravi Jadhav and starring Atul Kulkarni and Sonalee Kulkarni. Veteran music composer duo Ajay Atul composed the original score for the film. Lyrics by Guru Thakur
‘Vajle ki bara’, an energetic Lavani (a Maharashtrian folk dance form) played by Gagan Choudhary:
Video clip here in case the sound does not come up in the video below..
Watch Amruta Khanvilkar perform the lavani in the movie, sung by Bela Shende and Chorus:
Sachin Jambhekar plays ‘Roj Roj Aankhon Tale‘, a sweet melody gently lapping at your ears from the movie Jeeva. Song sung by Asha Bhosle and Amit Kumar. Music: R. D. Burman. Lyrics: Gulzar.
A few non-troll responses elicited by the above post:
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Ry.. What is difference of normal bees and queen bee? 😅
Jh.. Queen
Bees having a crown
Pa.. Normal
bees are the peasants or the soldiers. The queen gives birth to all of them.
P.S. Oh and the crown as said before
Ry.. Okay,
thanks guys. Even i can’t believe that queen bees using a crown 😅
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Ah.. How did they count them?
Za..
Ah..Za.. Is that a bee counter?
Za.. Nope. That’s a money counter machine
Ah.. How is that supposed to count bees?
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Jo.. How did they count the bees?
Mu.. By beetometer bro
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Et.. ITS 6833 NOT 20000 BELIEVE ME I COUNTED IT HAHAHAH
Ryo.. no one believes you.
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Ha.. Would u show me an evidence that it’s certainly a 20k bees?
Ya..Ha.. count it.
Ha.. I asked, you do.
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Va.. WTF 20.000? This should be 20,001 bees. They don’t count the queen bee? They will be jailed because the queen is not considered
An.. it’s not 20,001 because the queen wasn’t chasing the car, she was trapped in it
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Ro… What if they are 20,001? So it’s not a meme anymore? It’s a misinformation.
An.. Source??????
Ar… Queen is been kidnapped
Sa..Al.. “Bee”ware of who you lock away in your car
Ja.. That’s loyalty and determination
Te.. If you know anything about bees, you would know that story isn’t true. Bees will make a new queen if the old one dies or disappears. That’s how splitting a hive works.
The man counted the currency note bundle given by the cashier. He felt it was short by a note.
‘M’m, could you kindly load it in the counting machine and check it out for me?’
The cashier sounded impatient, her manner less than friendly: ‘Why, is it less…..look I’m busy, don’t have the time. Why don’t you count it yourself carefully once, twice, eh?
‘No, M’m, I think there’s a note or two in excess.’
The bundle was hastily snatched from his hands, counted on the machine multiple times and given back.
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It works when a service-delivery-chain is drawn into the transaction with stakes enlarged beyond the transaction!
‘Main Chali Main Chali’ from Professor (1962) sung by Mohammad Rafi and Lata Mangeshkar. Cast: Shammi Kapoor, Kalpana and Lalita Pawar. Music: Shankar Singh Raghuvanshi, Jaikishan Dayabhai Panchal. Lyrics: Hasrat Jaipuri, Shailendra (Shankardas Kesarilal). Director: Lekh Tandon. Producer: F. C. Mehra.
What’s the difference between a normal politician and Shashi Tharoor?
np: People who live in glass houses should not throw stones. ST: Individuals who make their abodes in vitreous edifices would be advised to refrain from catapulting perilous projectiles.
np: Twinkle, twinkle, little star… ST: Scintillate, scintillate, aster minim.
np: All that glitters is not gold. ST: All articles that coruscate with resplendence are not truly auriferous.
np: Beggars are not choosers. ST: Sorting on the part of mendicants must be interdicted.
np: Dead men tell no tales. ST: Male cadavers are incapable of rendering any testimony.
np: Beginner’s luck. ST: Neophyte’s serendipity.
np: Birds of a feather flock together. ST: Members of an avian species of identical plumage tend to congregate.
np: Beauty is only skin deep. ST: Pulchritude possesses solely cutaneous profundity.
np: Cleanliness is next to godliness. ST: Freedom from incrustations of grime is contiguous to rectitude.
np: There’s no use crying over spilt milk. ST: It is fruitless to become lachrymose of precipitately departed lactile fluid.
np: You can’t try to teach an old dog new tricks. ST: It is fruitless to attempt to inculcate innovative maneuvers in a superannuated canine.
np: Look before you leap. ST: Surveillance should precede saltation.
np: He who laughs last, laughs best. ST: The person presenting the ultimate cachinnation enjoys unsurpassed cachinnation.
np: All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy. ST: Exclusive dedication to necessitous chores without interludes of hedonistic diversion renders Jack a hebetudinous fellow.
np: Where there’s smoke, there’s fire! ST: Where there are visible vapours having their provenance in ignited carbonaceous materials, there is conflagration.
He was a
marginal farmer tilling a small piece of land, never getting enough for living
off it. One day he decided enough was enough, he must try something else. So he
set out on the road to the capital city of the kingdom.
In the city
he picked up the job of a helper with an old grocer. Over the years he
impressed the owner with his hard work, honesty and helpful disposition. So
much so, the childless grocer was happy to will the shop to him on his death.
Before long
he took over as the shop, expanded his business and made more money.
With the money he had, he would buy gold. He thought it was unsafe to keep the gold at home. From time to time he would go to a near-by forest. Ensuring no one followed him or watched him, he would go to a certain spot amidst the trees, dig up a pot. He would carefully check if the contents were intact and then top it with the newly brought gold, put the pot back in its place and cover it with earth and dried leaves above so well no one would ever give the spot a second look.
He followed
the practice for years without any hitch adding more pots over time.
And then…
On one of
his visits, the unexpected happened…he
found the ground disturbed at that spot. Frantically he dug up; and as he had
feared there were no pots and no gold.
At one shot
he had lost all his life’s earnings. And there was little he could do. He was
absolutely positive no one ever followed him to this place or watched him dig
up. It left him with no suspects to chase down.
He sank to
the depths of despair. The only course now available to him, he thought, was to
end his life.
He went up
to the near-by river, waded to its deeper parts and then jumped head-long into
its waters, looking neither to the right nor to the left.
It so
happened the king of the land was also taking his bath at the same place. He observed
what had happened and signalled his men to rescue the man immediately and bring
him up.
The king
asked him why did he want to end his life.
The man between
his sobs narrated the story to the king.
The king was pensive for a while and then asked him how did he mark the place where the pots were hidden.
He said a lone wild-cucumber plant grew on the soil over the pots – he always dug out the pots taking care the plant was not harmed. He added the plant also went missing along with the gold.
A hint of a
smile appeared on the king’s face. He assured the grocer he would try his
utmost to recover his lost gold. If he did not succeed in his efforts, he would
give him some gold from his treasury!
The king’s assurance did not do much to lift up his spirits. How in the world was the king going to find out who took the gold? There were no clues at all. Did the king have some magic mirror that revealed whereabouts of missing things? What would it amount to – the gold to be given by the king, if he did? Would it cover all that he had lost?
He returned
home feeling not too sanguine about what was in store for him.
Kids, pause here before you read further. Would
you believe if I tell you, all the facts are with you at this point to crack
the case open! So think…what would be your tip to the king?
Part 2
Next day, the
king complained to his minister about a certain vague tummy ache he felt. And
asked him to get all the medical practioners (doctors) in the city to meet up
with him. He would like to personally verify if they had treated anyone with symptoms
like his.
The doctors
were quickly rounded up and sent one by one to meet the king.
To each, the king would ask about the patients they had treated recently, what were their ailments and what were the medicines given as part of the treatment.
After several hours with numerous doctors, the king finally hit pay dirt. This doctor had a patient recently suffering from stomach related problems accompanied by general weakness, just like the king claimed to be going through. And how did he treat him? With the juice made from wild-cucumber, a vine/weed rarely seen in the land. So how did he get it? Well, his servant brought it for him from somewhere.
The servant
was summoned. Upon questioning, he admitted to finding pots of gold in the
forest. He defended himself – he did not think he was thieving someone else’s
gold. It was not in anyone’s possession. He just found it and he took it.
He was
persuaded to return the gold to its rightful owner. And was compensated
adequately by the king.
Everyone
was impressed with the king’s smart sleuthing.
What made
the king follow this line of investigation, the minister asked him privately.
The king
explained: Since the victim was very
confident no one had ever seen him go to the spot or watched him dig, it was
clear finder of the gold had not gone to the spot specifically in search for gold.
He had no way of knowing gold being hidden there. So the only reason that
brought him to the spot was the wild-cucumber plant. The plant is often used by
medical practioners to treat stomach related ailments. While fetching the
plant, by sheer chance the servant discovered the pots! And you know how he
found the servant!
The grocer
gave part of the gold to the king’s treasury and some to the servant as a
gesture of appreciation.
Did you see it coming?
End
Source: Adapted from a story in Chandamama (July, 1955)
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