UBC 3 - ABC Wednesday - Round 10 - Y is for ...

You





And here are some "you" songs that I love.

You can do magic

By Russ Ballard was recorded by folk rock duo America in 1982.

This song has a very catchy tune and beat. I remember dancing to this number.


Youtube - You can do magic



You're gonna lose that girl

Written by John Lennon and Paul McCartney and recorded by the Beatles on their Help album in 1965.

I love this song.


Youtube - You're gonna lose that girl



You're my everything

Sung by Santa Esmeralda from the movie Dance with me.

Such a romantic song and beautiful melody. And nice to have a song with brown eyes.



Youtube - You're my everything


Check out some more Y entries at ABC Wednesday

Also linking to Ultimate Blogging Challenge


Have an awesome day. Make today your day.


Warm Regards

UBC 2 - BFF - Independence Day

Independence Day for me is August 15, India's Independence Day. So this post is a month and a half early.

India gained Independence from British rule on August 15 1947 and on January 26 1950 India declared herself a republic.

Now that I live in New Zealand, Independence day is nothing more than an acknowledgement of the day.


But back at school, a full day of celebrations was held to commemorate India's independence. Usually this was the school day before Independence day.

Each class put up a production around the Independence theme. My class always seemed to have a sangeet (song) theme and we sang patriotic songs. I remember one year we all lined up on stage in our Indian costumes on 3 levels and simulated the Indian flag. I was in the middle row so I wore white.

One of the songs we sang was "Chhodo kal ki baatein" (stop talking of yesterday)

Enjoy this video of the song and scenes of my beloved India.


Youtube - Chhodo kal ki baatein

Translation - not perfect but close enough.

Stop talking about  yesterday
Yesterday is old news
In the new age we will write together a new story
We Indians

Today we have broken old chains

Why look at the destination we have left behind

Today the world has reached at the door of the moon

We have also made a connection with the new world

It is new blood, new desires, now we have new youth

We Indians

We have many more Taj Mahal's to build

And many caves (Ajanta) to adorn

Many seas to conquer

Many mountains to climb

It is new blood, new desires, now we have new youth

We Indians

Let us make hard work our motto

Let us make our hands our God

This earth of the Lord Rama and this land of Gautam (Buddha)

Let’s make an India sweeter than even dreams

It is new blood, new desires, now we have new youth

We Indians

Every little thing is a pearl, raise your eyes and look

In the dirt is gold, extend your hands and look

Our Ganges river is gold, the Yamuna silver

If you want you can grow rice even on rocks

It is new blood, new desires, now we have new youth

We Indians

Stop talking about what happened  yesterday

Yesterday is old news

In the new age we will write together a new story

We Indians

Linking to:
BFF 207 - Independence Day
Ultimate Blog Challenge


Warm Regards

  

UBC 1 - A Precious Possession

  

As if I have nothing better to do, I joined up on the Ultimate Blog Challenge

But as I have been neglecting my blog a little, I thought a challenge might just get the inspiration going again.

So here is post 1 - A Precious Possession (Sandra's Writing Workshop Hop #3)

One of my late father's interests was collecting quotes, poems and famous prose. I love collecting these too.

Over the years he collected a myriad of these all meticulously noted by hand in simple A4 size ruled notebooks. Each quote was neatly scribed, a line left between each one and the author of the quote added as a suffix to each. Where no author could be found an "Unknown" was added instead.

His writing was neat and even, actually very pleasant to look at and easy to read. He always wrote with a blue ball-point pen. His writing was neither heavy nor very light, the pressure he exerted on the page with pen just seemed right.

We often sat together and looked through his notebooks some we could recite without looking. Some were profound and some were funny. My dad had a great sense of humour and we had a few hearty chuckles together.

Our favourite poem and one we often recited together was written by one of India's greatest poets Rabindranath Tagore on the eve of India's Independence (15 August 1947)

          Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high
          Where knowledge is free
          Where the world has not been broken up into fragments
          By narrow domestic walls
          Where words come out from the depths of truth
          Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection
          Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way
          Into the dreary desert sand of dead habit
          Where the mind is led forward by Thee
          Into ever widening thought and action
          Into that heaven of freedom, my Father, let my country awake.

I remember the day he wrote this in his book as I recited the poem to him. We were sitting together at the dining table enjoying a mid morning cup of tea together. He had a smile on his face as he recalled personal snippets of the Quit India movement, the excitement on the day of freedom and he marvelled at the poet's ability to write such a deep and meaningful poem. My dad was a sportsman and creative writing was not one of his strengths.

When he passed away on the 29th of March 2010, each family member took an item belonging to him as a cherished reminder of a wonderful husband, father and grandfather.

I took his notebooks. These are my prized and precious possessions, a reminder of all those beautiful moments when I watched him write and when we sat together and shared a quote or two.


Warm Regards