Before starting this blog, I might tell you this is my first attempt to write something that usually comes to my mind, because of kind of frustrations that i go through..... which just soothes my mind by listening to some songs and when i am listening to them these thoughts come up....
Here is a song I am listening, When I specify "I" it's me author of this blog talking.. It's a kannada song from movie Pallavi Anupallavi , music given by Illayaraja
Hrudaya rangoli alisuthide induu
manadhali ariyada novu ondu thandu...
Baruva thanaka neenu aralilla aase
olumeyanu meetidhe, kanasugala thumbidhe
midida hadalli, swara thappa shruthi thappaaaa...
Hrudaya rangoli alisuthide induu
manadhali ariyada novu ondu thandu...
sothe preethi maadi
hogalolli oodi, nenapugalu noorive, kedakuthide nannedhe
orase kambani, elli nee, nee nelli
Hrudaya rangoli alisuthide induu
manadhali ariyada novu ondu thandu...
Here is a story that I am starting with some kind of pain in my heart..... :(
It's a busy streeet, our Bangalore's most commercial place Brigade Road. It's a sunday and Anjali the reporter to Deccan Herald, is enjoying a sip of coffee along with her room mate Anu...
Anu : Anjali, when are you going to pack all of your stuff, you are about to leave tomorrow evening to Turkey to cover the story of the an Indian who has become a famous sufi saint and is giving a concert at "Dervish Dede Efendi House" ??
Anjali : Anu, everything should be done by today, I will grab some stuff today over here in this street and will pack by night..
Anu : Well then let's get your stuffs..
Both of them now stroll in the street to get whatever Anjali needs to have for her trip to Sultanahmet (Turkey)...
Location: Airport
Anu has come to send off Anjali
Anu: Anjali, call me as soon as you reach Khuladabad airport, Take Care babe...
Anjali: Sure Anu..., cyuuu sooon..Have a great day bye!!
