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		<title>Dostana - desi girl</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 07 Apr 2009 13:08:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[For hearing the music please visit :
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Song
Movie : Dostana (2008)
Music Director: Vishal Dadlani, Shekhar Ravjiani
Director: Tarun Mansukhani
Producer:  Karan Johar
Starring:  Abhishek Bachchan, John Abraham, Priyanka Chopra
Song Title Desi Girl
Movie
Genre: Comedy
Country: India
Directed By: Tarun Mansukhani
Written By: Tarun Mansukhani
Starring: Kiron Kher, Abhishek Bachchan, John Abraham, Priyanka Chopra, Bobby Deol, Monika Gaba


Summary :   The story [...]]]></description>
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<h2>Details :</h2>
<h3>Song</h3>
<p><strong>Movie :</strong> Dostana (2008)<br />
<strong>Music Director:</strong> Vishal Dadlani, Shekhar Ravjiani<br />
<strong>Director:</strong> Tarun Mansukhani<br />
<strong>Producer: </strong> Karan Johar<br />
<strong>Starring: </strong> Abhishek Bachchan, John Abraham, Priyanka Chopra<br />
<strong>Song Title</strong> Desi Girl</p>
<h3>Movie</h3>
<div id="fi_info_genres" class="fi_info_div"><strong>Genre:</strong> <a href="http://www.criticker.com/?fl&amp;g=2">Comedy</a></div>
<div id="fi_info_countries" class="fi_info_div"><strong>Country:</strong> <a href="http://www.criticker.com/?fl&amp;country=101">India</a></div>
<div id="fi_info_directors" class="fi_info_div"><strong>Directed By:</strong> <a href="http://www.criticker.com/people/Tarun_Mansukhani/">Tarun Mansukhani</a></div>
<div id="fi_info_writers" class="fi_info_div"><strong>Written By:</strong> <a href="http://www.criticker.com/people/Tarun_Mansukhani/">Tarun Mansukhani</a></div>
<div id="fi_info_actors" class="fi_info_div"><strong>Starring:</strong> <a href="http://www.criticker.com/people/Kiron_Kher/">Kiron Kher</a>, <a href="http://www.criticker.com/people/Abhishek_Bachchan/">Abhishek Bachchan</a>, <a href="http://www.criticker.com/people/John_Abraham/">John Abraham</a>, <a href="http://www.criticker.com/people/Priyanka_Chopra/">Priyanka Chopra</a>, <a href="http://www.criticker.com/people/Bobby_Deol/">Bobby Deol</a>, <a href="http://www.criticker.com/people/Monika_Gaba/">Monika Gaba</a></div>
<div id="fi_info_imdb" class="fi_info_div"><a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1185420/" target="imdbwin"><br />
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<h3>Summary :   The story is about two guys Kunal (John Abraham), a photographer and Sameer (Abhishek Bachchan) a nurse. They meet while they are searching for an apartment and end up picking the same apartment to rent. But the owner wants to rent apartments to girls only since his niece, Neha (Priyanka Chopra) stay there also. Sameer gets the idea to pretend to be gay lovers with Kunal to see if the owner will agree to let them stay. The plans works buy both of them end of falling in love with Neha.</h3>
<p><img src="http://i.indiafm.com/posters/priyanka/priyanka52.jpg" alt="" /><span id="more-27"></span></p>
<p>(My desi girl<br />
My desi girl<br />
Girl… girl… girl… girl) —– 2</p>
<p>Jhumka gira de<br />
Jo milale agar woh nazar se nazar mein taale<br />
Nachke dikade,<br />
Sabki dhadkan mein kadam se kadam milale<br />
Lehron si chaal pe chaal bichade<br />
Dil ko yun behaal bana de<br />
Par deewane mane<br />
Na dekhi koi aisi girl<br />
(Na dekhi koi aisi girl)<br />
Dekhi lakh lakh pardesi girl<br />
Ain’t nobody like my desi girl<br />
Dekhi lakh lakh pardesi girl<br />
Sab toh soni saadi desi girl<br />
Who’s the hottest girl in the world?<br />
My desi girl<br />
My desi girl<br />
Thumka lagaike she’ll rock your world<br />
My desi girl<br />
My desi girl</p>
<p>My desi girl<br />
My desi girl</p>
<p>Pade kamar pe jo nazar<br />
Saare sapno mein rang bhar jaaye<br />
Jo thamile woh haath toh<br />
Hus ke hi aashiq mar jaayein</p>
<p>Dhoondon jahan mein chahe kahin<br />
Na tumko milegi koi aisi girl</p>
<p>Dekhi lakh lakh pardesi girl<br />
Ain’t nobody like my desi girl<br />
Dekhi lakh lakh pardesi girl<br />
Sab toh soni saadi desi girl<br />
Who’s the hottest girl in the world?<br />
My desi girl<br />
My desi girl<br />
Thumka lagaike she’ll rock your world<br />
My desi girl<br />
My desi girl</p>
<p>My desi girl<br />
My desi girl<br />
Girl girl girl…..</p>
<p>Jahan jahan bhi jau main<br />
Saari nazrein toh peche peche aaye<br />
Ruku zara mein jo yahan<br />
Thandi thandi saari saanse tham jaye<br />
Sabki nigahon ne hai kaha<br />
Ke khwaabon mein hai dekhi meri jaisi girl<br />
Meri jaisi girl</p>
<p>Dekhi lakh lakh pardesi girl<br />
Ain’t nobody like my desi girl<br />
Dekhi lakh lakh pardesi girl<br />
Sab ko soni lagthi desi girl<br />
Who’s the hottest girl in the world?<br />
My desi girl<br />
My desi girl<br />
Thumka lagaike ’ll rock your world<br />
My desi girl<br />
My desi girl</p>
<p>Jhumka gira de<br />
Jo milale agar woh nazar se nazar mein taale<br />
Nachke dikade,<br />
Sabki dhadkan mein kadam se kadam milale<br />
Lehron si chaal pe chaal bichade<br />
Dil ko yun behaal bana de<br />
Par deewane mane<br />
Na dekhi koi aisi girl<br />
(Na dekhi koi aisi girl)<br />
Dekhi lakh lakh pardesi girl<br />
Ain’t nobody like my desi girl<br />
Dekhi lakh lakh pardesi girl<br />
Sab toh soni saadi desi girl<br />
Who’s the hottest girl in the world?<br />
My desi girl<br />
My desi girl<br />
Thumka lagaike she’ll rock your world<br />
My desi girl<br />
My desi girl</p>
<p>My desi girl<br />
My desi girl<br />
Girl girl girl girl girl girl…..</p>
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		<title>Glide Through Iceberg Alley</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 05 Oct 2008 05:24:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Kristin, the editor in chief of thecircumference.org takes us through the wonderful experience of gliding through Iceberg Alley, in his narration. The videos, pictures are photos are worth seeing.
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Kristin, the editor in chief of thecircumference.org takes us through the wonderful experience of gliding through <a href="http://www.thecircumference.org/experiences/glide-through-iceberg-alley">Iceberg Alley</a>, in his narration. The videos, pictures are photos are worth seeing.</p>
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		<title>Everything was alive</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 22 Sep 2008 15:37:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Everything was alive
Even the sky above the mountains
Even the deep ocean below all
Even the mountain peaks very cold
Even the trees above,cut down
Every thing was alive&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;..
Everything was alive
Even the trains in the platform
Even the bikes in the small roads
Even the leaves in the big trees
Even the snow in the cold freeze
Everything was alive&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Everything was alive</p>
<p>Even the sky above the mountains</p>
<p>Even the deep ocean below all</p>
<p>Even the mountain peaks very cold</p>
<p>Even the trees above,cut down</p>
<p>Every thing was alive&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;..</p>
<p>Everything was alive</p>
<p>Even the trains in the platform</p>
<p>Even the bikes in the small roads</p>
<p>Even the leaves in the big trees</p>
<p>Even the snow in the cold freeze</p>
<p>Everything was alive&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;</p>
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		<title>The day</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 17 Sep 2008 14:35:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[day]]></category>

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		<category><![CDATA[hospital]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[inhaled]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[missed exam]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[The exams were going to begin we were busy with our daily routines,study and revision. On the second last day before the exam we were returning from our school, by van ,while I was going to get down my friend  pushed a flower into my nose which was given to her by the conductor of [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The exams were going to begin we were busy with our daily routines,study and revision. On the second last day before the exam we were returning from our school, by van ,while I was going to get down my friend  pushed a flower into my nose which was given to her by the conductor of our van. I Inhaled its pollen grains.</p>
<p>The next day I had a cold, But I went to school,when I returned I sat down to study, I could not study. After dinner my mother felt my temperature and told me to go and sleep. <img class="alignnone size-thumbnail wp-image-18 alignright" style="float: right;" title="290820082" src="http://www.mariarebecca.info/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/290820082-150x150.jpg" alt="" width="150" height="150" />The next day was a study leave. I had got wheezing so my mother told me not to attend the exam.</p>
<p>I missed the exam I could not sleep that night. I had wheezing and wormiting. The next day we went to Cosmopolitan hospital and I had nebulisation. I could not go on the next day too I had to take rest.</p>
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		<title>India&#8217;s Presidents</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 17 Sep 2008 14:07:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[1.Dr Rajendra Prasad
2.Dr Rajendra Prasad
3.Dr Sakkir Hussein
4.Dr Radha Krishnan
5.Dr Fakkir-udin-ali-ahamed
6.Dr sales Singh
7.Dr v.v. Giri
8.Dr Sangeev Reddi
9.Venkitta Raman
10.Shankar Dayal Sharma
11.Dr K.R. Narayanan
12.Dr Abdul Kalam
13.Prathiba Patil
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>1.Dr Rajendra Prasad</p>
<p>2.Dr Rajendra Prasad</p>
<p>3.Dr Sakkir Hussein</p>
<p>4.Dr Radha Krishnan</p>
<p>5.Dr Fakkir-udin-ali-ahamed</p>
<p>6.Dr sales Singh</p>
<p>7.Dr v.v. Giri</p>
<p>8.Dr Sangeev Reddi</p>
<p>9.Venkitta Raman</p>
<p>10.Shankar Dayal Sharma</p>
<p>11.Dr K.R. Narayanan</p>
<p>12.Dr Abdul Kalam</p>
<p>13.Prathiba Patil</p>
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		<title>Butterflies</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 17 Sep 2008 13:39:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I love butterflies
I love butterflies
They are lovely little things
They dance in music
They drink nectar from flowers
They are in different colours
They are different designs
Like red with stripes and blue with dots.
And many things to say
And many things to say

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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I love butterflies</p>
<p>I love butterflies</p>
<p>They are lovely little things</p>
<p>They dance in music</p>
<p>They drink nectar from flowers</p>
<p>They are in different colours</p>
<p>They are different designs</p>
<p>Like red with stripes and blue with dots.</p>
<p>And many things to say</p>
<p>And many things to say</p>
<p><img class="alignnone" src="http://29082008.jpg" alt="" /></p>
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		<title>My Trip To Kovallam</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 14 Sep 2008 15:05:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[My Trips]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[We were planning to go on a trip on Friday. We decided to go to Palmshore an Abad Group Hotel at Kovalam. When my father went to take money from the ATM, he could not get it because there was some network problem. So we could not go. We kids were so sad, that father [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>We were planning to go on a trip on Friday. We decided to go to Palmshore an Abad Group Hotel at Kovalam. When my father went to take money from the ATM, he could not get it because there was some network problem. So we could not go. We kids were so sad, that father promised another trip on the next Sunday.</p>
<p>On Sunday, after church we took the car to Kovalam. We reached the beach at about 11am and we went straight to the end of first beach where the mosque and a set of shops are there. We parked the car and embarked to the sea shore. All of us played with the waves for about half hour, and we felt the sun was too hot.</p>
<p>We left the place at about 12 &#8216;o clock and drove up where we found a hotel, which was an old house converted. Father asked the caretaker whether they could provide lunch for the bunch. The caretaker was glad to offer us a pool side arrangement. Though I really wanted to enter the pool, my father and mother did not permit us kids to do so because of the sun. Also the pool was being cleaned cause it was off season.<a href="http://www.mariarebecca.info/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/brother.jpg"><img class="alignnone size-thumbnail wp-image-11 alignright" style="float: right;" title="brother" src="http://www.mariarebecca.info/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/brother-150x150.jpg" alt="My Brother Reju " width="150" height="150" /></a></p>
<p>I would prefer paratha and chicken for all my course, breakfast lunch and dinner. But my father insisted that we have sea food with ordinary meals. Reluctantly I was forced to agree. Mother estimated and asked the caretaker to arrange four set of meals with three set of fried fish. We had our lunch and spent around one hour there, when as usual my father got a call from his office regarding some client requirement. He was so worried and confused that we had to rush back.</p>
<p>We reached home in about half an hour and though the trip was cut short because of the official call, it was a pleasure trip for me.</p>
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		<title>Reality shows</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 27 Jul 2008 04:47:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[my views]]></category>

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		<category><![CDATA[Idea Star Singer]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[Reality Shows]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Reality shows are good stages for young talented artists. They are normally brought up to encourage young talents and not discourage them. But on these days the innumerable number of shows, judges often comment against the participants which may discourage them. And they may not perform better any more. Eventually they may loose the morale [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Reality shows are good stages for young talented artists. They are normally brought up to encourage young talents and not discourage them. But on these days the innumerable number of shows, judges often comment against the participants which may discourage them. And they may not perform better any more. Eventually they may loose the morale and drop out of the scene. Even though this is the case, we cant complain about the Judges, since it is very tough to decide who is best among the participants. And even small things will count very big.</p>
<p><span style="text-decoration: underline;">Idea Star Singer</span></p>
<p>This was a very successful show in the last year, and is coming up like anything this year too.</p>
<p><span style="text-decoration: underline;">Vodafone Thakadhimi</span></p>
<p>Last year, it was a performing stage for the youth. I think that it will bring out more talents from our country.</p>
<p><span style="text-decoration: underline;">Chotta Ustad</span></p>
<p>It was a great pleasure to see the young ones performing colorfully.</p>
<p><span style="text-decoration: line-through;"> </span><span style="text-decoration: underline;"> </span>THANK YOU</p>
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		<title>The lovely dream</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 17 May 2008 06:55:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The green little path lead forth
And my mind was with it
And the wonder leaded to lovely,
Deep under the sea
With mermaids and maidens
I saw the youngest which is the sweetest
I looked at the thunder with much wonder
I heard a noise i woke with rejoice
And found all as a dream
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em>The green little path lead forth</em></p>
<p><em>And my mind was with it</em></p>
<p><em>And the wonder leaded to lovely,</em></p>
<p><em>Deep under the sea</em></p>
<p><em>With mermaids and maidens</em></p>
<p><em>I saw the youngest which is the sweetest</em></p>
<p><em>I looked at the thunder with much wonder</em></p>
<p><em>I heard a noise i woke with rejoice</em></p>
<p><em>And found all as a dream</em></p>
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