That Song..

I have a weird habit. Most of the mornings when i wake up, i have some song or the other playing in my head and i subsequently end up humming it through out the day. So sometimes it’s a some hip dance number currently souring the charts and taking over all the radio channels while on the other days it’s some mellow, sad number.

Mostly i try to tamp down the tendency to sing the song out loud in order to avoid embarrassing  possibilities but today happened to be one of those days when your enthusiasm doesn’t cool off easily. I sang while on the rickshaw to the metro station, in the lift which earned me an indulgent smile from an elderly lady, in the class( for which i subsequently got asked to practice my singing prowess at some other place) and back at home which made my mum ask me, with an eager smile and a suggestive wink, whether i would like to share any new secrets with her( “no mum it’s not a guy”). The song which is so vehemently stuck to my brain and refuses to budge is this particular number which we used to sing when we were kids. I even gave a dance performance on it once which, because of my terrible miming talent, earned quite a few mocking laughs from fellow students and some aww-she’s-so-cute laughs from some of the teachers. Here’s the culprit in question:

Isn’t that a super cute song? And obviously the kiddo in the video. Listening to these old songs make me fall in love with old songs all over again. Our grandparents and parents were so lucky to have experienced these first hand on the big screen.

It’s a happy happy day ( or rather night)!!

I am grinning like a raving lunatic right now. Earlier tonight when i sat down to surf the net feeling quite guilty for ditching my books when there’s only a week left for the finals( yikes!) who knew i would be rewarded with a news that made me jump up and down like 5 year old ? Doing my usual stalking for new books to pile up on my to read shelf, i happened across the title ‘And the Mountains Echoed’. Glancing down at the author’s name made me squeal out so loud that my mum came over to my room to check on me( haha!). After she left, not before rolling her eyes( “only you can react like that over a novel !”), I hurried back to recheck what i saw. And there it was, a new novel to by Khaled Housseini !! 


It’s been seven freaking years since he last published a book. And some book it was! I have read both The Kite Runner and A Thousand Splendid Suns authored by him and subsequently fell in love with both. So much that i recommend it relentlessly to my friends until they actually read it. I’ve even gifted these to a couple of people. And all those who have followed my advice have been rewarded fruitfully. It’s a shame Khaled Hosseini has only two published works yet given what a gifted writer he is. Not to mention depriving us readers of brilliant stories to delve into. So finally after 7 looong years of wait he has finally decided to churn out another novel which i’m hoping, given his previous consistency will be another brilliant gem of a story. Here’s a synopsis from Amazon:


Afghanistan, 1952. Abdullah and his sister Pari live with their father and stepmother in the small village of Shadbagh. Their father, Saboor, is constantly in search of work and they struggle together through poverty and brutal winters. To Abdullah, Pari – as beautiful and sweet-natured as the fairy for which she was named – is everything. More like a parent than a brother, Abdullah will do anything for her, even trading his only pair of shoes for a feather for her treasured collection. Each night they sleep together in their cot, their heads touching, their limbs tangled.


One day the siblings journey across the desert to Kabul with their father. Pari and Abdullah have no sense of the fate that awaits them there, for the event which unfolds will tear their lives apart; sometimes a finger must be cut to save the hand.


Crossing generations and continents, moving from Kabul, to Paris, to San Francisco, to the Greek island of Tinos, with profound wisdom, depth, insight and compassion, Khaled Hosseini writes about the bonds that define us and shape our lives, the ways in which we help our loved ones in need, how the choices we make resonate through history and how we are often surprised by the people closest to us.


Sounds interesting. I’m hoping it’ll be just as heart-rending as the other two!



P.S. isn’t that cover so beautiful  ?