back to rock and roll days.

Rock as the music says, is the form of high energy storm to ears. It gives immense energy and can depict the high pain or high joy. Feel in the music is always high as music tend to hit higher notes of scales.

Bollywood industry has been long time following the US music tastes. In early 80's where guitar and instrumental music was predominant with lots of blue's touch, bollywood too followed the same taste. Look at RD burmans all the Hits, they all are nice instrumentals with western touch. It did have lot of indian instruments but scales were western.
Lot of use of trumpets by kalyanji and anandji. There were few of them who purely believed in indian raga's. All songs were good as there were lot of innovations.

In late 80's US turned mad to Hip-Hop genre, that's where the bad days in bollywood started.
Punjabi bhagda's were taken as charm and thousands of blend videos made their way into the idiot box.

I stopped following bollywood music from then.
But now a days lot of people are starting back the flow of rock and use of real instruments rather then programmed beat.
Rehman with Roobaroo and lukka chippi showed that use of guitar can give you beat without any drums. So are shankar,Ehsan and Loy who used distortion padels heavily in their music in dil chahata hai.
Pritam though pick up the songs but he is keeping alive the tradition of instrumental music.
Nasal swami Reshmiyya also showed a talent towards using instrumental folk galore.

Overall I feel golden days of music are comming back which got lost after RD saab.

box full of kisses!

Found this story on the net!

The story goes that some time ago, a man punished his 3-year-old daughter for wasting a roll of gold wrapping paper. Money was tight and he became infuriated when the child tried to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree. Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift to her father the next morning and said, "This is for you, Daddy."

The man was embarrassed by his earlier overreaction, but his anger flared again when he found out the box was empty. He yelled at her, stating, "Don't you know, when you give someone a present, there is supposed to be something inside? The little girl looked up at him with tears in her eyes and cried, "Oh, Daddy, it's not empty at all. I blew kisses into the box. They're all for you, Daddy."

The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little girl, and he begged for her forgiveness.

Only a short time later, an accident took the life of the child. It is also told that her father kept that gold box by his bed for many years and, whenever he was discouraged, he would take out an imaginary kiss and remember the love of the child who had put it there.

In a very real sense, each one of us, as humans beings, have been given a gold container filled with unconditional love and kisses... from our children, family members, friends, and God. There is simply no other possession, anyone could hold, more precious than this.