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When it comes to similarities and differences, the latter has always outnumbered the former between the members of my family and me. With discussions pertaining to music though, we share an exceptional bond, rarely disagreeing with each other; whether its carnatic, hindustani, or even as sporadic as it can be, filmy music. In the twenty years of my life at home, even though appa has managed to frown at the amount of filmy music I dissipate my time listening to; he and I have managed to see eye to eye on appreciating the voices of two people – Mohammed Rafi and Sonu Nigam. For the ardent fan that I am this post is a dedication to my favoritest singer in years — Sonu Nigam.

For me, what distinguishes him from other singers is the emotions that he effortlessly puts into any kind of a song coupled with his mesmerizing voice. I consider him to be the most versatile singer of our generation. It’s beyond mere talent. On one hand he smoothly cruises through soft numbers like dheere jalna, and suraj hua madham, and the next moment he burns the dance floor with numbers like ishq kameena. On one hand he creates a sizzling passion with satrangi re and the next moment he channelizes your mind into a serious thought process with tanhaai, and panchi nadiyan. How can I forget to mention some of the best yet silliest of songs like neeche phoolon ki dukaan, and what is mobile number?

Just a little over a decade ago…perhaps 1995 was the year when Sonu first appeared on television as the host of SaReGaMa. This for me was nothing short of a love at first sight moment. In fact, most of the ladies in my female dominant maternal family were just as (if not more) awestruck by this young, handsome, musical marvel. Our phone bills suddenly escalated as my grandma and I bonded over long chats about the slight harkats sonu took in the opening song of each episode.

Our love for Sonu has been so huge that we think about him in sickness and in health. After a series of lectures on not having invaluable and unintelligent conversations from the other members of the family, my granny and I reduced our sonu filled phone calls to each other. During that time she was admitted to a hospital for a fortnight. While I did miss my chats with her, my joy exceeded every boundary as I read a letter that she’d secretly penned to me, highlighting the following words: “Sammu, our sonu is leaving saregama soon. He is planning to act in movies.”

And then came the sad and gloomy day when we learned that he was tying the knot. As I was trudging along my room collecting a million pieces of my broken heart, trying to cope with this life shattering piece of information, my grandma called me from India.

“Our boy is getting married Sammu”
“Sigh! I know”
“Apparently his wedding is going to be one of a kind. Very grand style ya”
“I know. We’ll find another guy for us.”
“Your cousin here is racing up and down the house; I think she’s going to break something soon. She is cursing him left, right and center.”
“It’s ok. This too shall pass.”

In time, we did move past this disappointment and became bigger fans of his. For being the die hard fan that I am, I loyally watched and survived through all of his movies. Who can forget the movie with nine actors and an icchadaari naagin? My flight to Bombay gave me the luxury of watching half (thankfully not all) of Love in Nepal, and I recently caught his movie with Juhi Babbar.

Close friends of mine flooded my autograph books in school with messages like “reach for the stars, actually, sonu nigam sammy!” . A dream that is yet to be attained is to sing one line with him somewhere, some day :D . With this in mind, my pal P invitied me to Houston for his upcoming concert. As I was almost set to fly out reality suddenly knocked on my doors, reminding me that I am a poor graduate student with a lot of financial limitations. So other than for obsessing and listening to his songs time and again in the past couple of weeks, I decided to vent out my love for him through this post. And if you haven’t had enough of him yet, check out one of his performances, on a start plus show called Jo Jeeta Wohi Superstar.

Just as I thought that there was an end to interesting reality shows, with the finale of roadies – there came along the next best show — Rakhi ka swayamvar.

As dim-witted and cheesy as this swayamvar is, I adore it for the how much I can chortle at it, and annoy my near and dear ones with updates from the show! I am becoming more enthusiastic by the day about the ending. I never imagined a reality show becoming a part of my early morning discussions. I wake up to talk about the show with my long lost friend R. Here’s a sample of our daily discussions:

me: i am writing a post about rakhi sawant and her show
R: heheh okie! even im gettin addicted to her stupidity!i watch it daily! lol
me: i know!!
apparently she is gettin married on the 2nd. I really hope that the best comes out of this for her ya
R: seriuosly re… imagine she falls into shit…tht canada guy only s nice
me: i know
R: but he cant talk in hindi…wonder how theyll communicate
me: they will manage that ya
little little adjustments :)

Our conversation also went into the first time we noticed Rakhi Sawant. For me, it was a night I returned from chemistry tuition to discover amma sitting glued in front of the television; ready to subject all of us to three hours of endless aaj tak news channel’s torture! And the big news for that night was Rakhi and Mika’s fight over their kiss.

Amma: “Nodu! Eeeginda kaaladu huDugeeru heng aagthaaidaare antha! Thoo.” (Look at whats happening to the modern day girls!)

Me: “Yaawn! Can we switch to kahiin to hoga? Sujal and Kashish might actually get married today for the 50th time!”

Amma: “The episode will repeat tomorrow. See how shamelessly he is kissing her. See and learn what not to do! Boys these days have no control…..”

Two years later, I saw her again on Koffee with Karan, which had me rolling on the floor with laughter from beginning to end.

Coming back to the swayamvar, rumor has it that this show will end like the show for love or money, with the final guy getting a choice between her or a ransom amount of money. He is apparently going to choose money over her, because Rakhi Sawant isn’t a fool to get married over some show!

Whether we see a wedding or not, I genuinely hope for the best for Rakhi Sawant. And to avoid an abrupt ending, here’s an all time favorite remix. Enjoy!

An acquaintance, who is a great music enthusiast and a close friend of the music maestro Dr. M. Balamuralikrishna, on hearing me sing, said to me, ” You deserve a teacher like Dr. M. Balamuralikrishna and he deserves a student like you.”

I think I died and went to heaven! Thank you sooooooooooooooo much S! You made my day, my week, my month, my year and my life!

- Laasya Chakravarthy

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