In Kipling's Court - The Jungle Book

Everyone loves to be nostalgic, and I for one get really nostalgic, today while on one of the forums came across a song which had become a craze back in my school days. Chaddi Pahen ke phool khila hai.... (Chuckles), now i bet you get the drift, its the Jungle Book. Back in the days of Doordarshan, kids didn't had the luxory of bunch of dedicated 24 hour cartoon channels, and we had to make do with weekely dose of cartoons on sunday morning at 10 am. Many a series were telecasted back then but one which got everybody hooked up was The Jungle Book. I had scene the Jungle Book Movie and had a paper back kiddie version of the Kipling's classic, But seeing it episode wise week after week was like a cult following. Week after week, just loved the way story unflurred. It maybe Kipling's magical writing that made The Jungle Book so popular world over, but in India, the credit for it huge success also goes to its tittle track. It became very popular and for the first time, even the grownups knew or used to mouth a track of a cartoon series, it was just phenomenal. Here is a tribute to that ever green track....

Jungle Jungle Baat chali hai,
Pata chala hai....
Jungle Jungle Baat chali hai,
Pata chala hai....,
Arre chaddi pahen ke phool khila hai.....
phool khila hai...,
Arre chaddi pahen ke phool khila hai.....
phool khila hai...,
Jungle Jungle Baat chali hai,
chaddi pahen ke phool khila hai.... phool khila hai....

Ek Parinda hai sharminda...
Tha woh nanga,
arre isse to ande ke andar...
tha woh changa,
Soch raha hai bahar akhir kyon nikla hai,
Arre chaddi pahen ke phool khila hai.....
phool khila hai...,
Jungle Jungle Baat chali hai,
chaddi pahen ke phool khila hai.... phool khila hai.



For those who want to download it and keep in there collection here is from where u can download its Mp3 version.
http://rapidshare.de/files/1058273/junglebook-title1.mp3.html

Turn the Page - Metallica

Many a times people ask me what my favourite ever one song is? and I kinda get confused as I love lots of songs, but somehow in my last road trip I had while driving come to conclusion that my favourite ever song is this one - Turn the Page, by Metallica, so here are its lyrics...

On a long and lonesome highway, east of Omaha
You can listen to the engine's
moanin' out it's one old song
You can think about the woman or the girl
You knew the night before

But your thoughts will soon be wandering
The way they always do
When you're ridin' sixteen hours
And there's nothin' much to do
And you don't feel much like ridin'
You just wish the trip was through

Here I am, On the road again
There I am, Up on the stage
There I go, Playin' star again
There I go, Turn the page

So you walk into this restaurant
Strung out from the road
And you feel the eyes upon you
As you're shakin' off the cold
You pretend it doesn't bother you
But you just want to explode

Yeah, most times you can't hear 'em talk
But other times you can
All the same old cliché's:
"Is it woman? Is it man?"
And you always seem outnumbered
You don't dare make a stand
Make your stand

Here I am, On the road again
There I am, Up on the stage
Here I go, Playn' star again
There I go, Turn the page

Whoa-oh
Out there in the spotlight, you're a million miles away
Every ounce of energy, you try and give away
As the sweat pours out your body, like the music that you play

Later in the evenin' as you lie awake in bed
With the echoes of the amplifiers ringin' in your head
You smoke the day's last cigarette
Rememberin' what she said
What she said

Yeah
Here I am, on the road again
There I am, up on the stage
Here I go, playn' star again
There I go, turn the page
And there I go, turn that page
There I go, yeah
Here I go, yeah
There I go, there I go

Growing Old or Progressing?? - Executive Banjara

I have observed that an overly common event in most peoples lives, the recent days weeks or even years of life end up being the same. Get in the routine, feel good, get comfortable... Get stuck. And its not even that most people stop maturing in a way that they would even recognize, but more that people disallow themselves the opportunity to change their emotional, societal or even intellectual maturity. In a world where really we have power over so little why do people deny themselves "inner growth" for lack of a better term.

To drive home my point here is something from many of the forwards circulating the internet.
'A veteran school teacher was certain she would get the upcoming promotion to Vice-Principal since she had greater seniority than the other teachers. When the appointment went to a teacher with less experience she was outraged. "How can you do this to me. I've been teaching school for twenty years" she lamented to the School Board Chairman. With gentle wisdom he responded, "Dear lady, you haven't been teaching twenty years. You've taught one year twenty times." '

I found this a little disturbing, I know it was intended to be humorous but I couldn't help but think how true this is for so many people. We have no control over chronological age, and only minimal control over intellectual and physiological age; however, we can choose our social and emotional age. Learning social skills and developing emotional maturity are choices afforded to every person. And yet so many people choose not to... Why? I really am not sure, perhaps everyone is working so diligently on whatever it is they do and then wonder why they don't get the breaks they should or why life turned out this way and never stop to think of an honest answer because its so much easier to say -well, life is hard- comfort and security are great things and really it works as a life plan! And being reckless and uninhibited and "living life to the fullest" day after day can really be great things as well, very freeing and at the same time can cause the same stunt as the more domesticated life. So I guess there would have to be a balance... Till i finished my college Last Feb i had the life of bieck reckless careless and litreally roaming around the country enjoying every think a biker can. But for last few months I am stuck within the world of office, work, deadlines & Schedule... all this is dragging me to that dreaded ROUTINE... whose vicious circle I always wanted to escape. But at night, Rolling in bed, thought does creeps in my mind, am I actually having a growth or not... I have yet to see it. But I suppose I'm young there is still time!... I am trying to balance the Banjara and the Executive and hope to live a life of Dr. Jekkeyell in time to come... cause whatever happens the Banjara in me would always want to travel...