Salman Khan and Adnan Sami’s son Azaan had a blast together at the former’s birthday party at Panvel
Like every year, this year too Salman Khan brought in his 43rd birthday on 27 December by celebrating at his farmhouse in Panvel. However this time, a very special guest from Karachi was present at the do. Adnan Sami’s 14-year-old son Azaan, who’s currently visiting his father in Mumbai, attended Salman’s party. The actor and Azaan got along like a house on fire and Salman personally made sure that Azaan was comfortable. But what surprised everybody is that all of a sudden, Azaan and Salman disappeared for almost an hour.
An amused Adnan said, “Later, I got to know that Salman had taken Azaan for a ride on his buggy scooter on the beach. My boy was simply blown way. He said it was one of the best experiences of his life. Azaan had a twinkle in his eyes that I hadn’t seen even while he and I were doing fun things together. Salman is a dear friend. Even though he had several guests to look after, he made Azaan feel special, I’ll never forget that.”
And now, Azaan wants a buggy scooter of his own. “Of course I’ll get it for him. There’s nothing I won’t get Azaan. On our way to Salman’s farmhouse, Azaan had pav-bhaji and bhelpuri for the first time. Now he wants to take some of these snacks for his mother (Zeba Bakhtiar) also,” said Adnan.
But the one thing that would be toughest to transport from Mumbai to Karachi is Adnan’s pet golden Labrador, Rock who Azaan wants to take back. Apart from the practical problems of transportation, Adnan’s second wife Sabah is also very fond of Rock.
The doting father said, “There’s nothing I’d deny Azaan but this is between Sabah and Azaan. Rock is attached to my wife as well as my son.”
Source: Mumbai Mirror
While T-Series had the largest number of hit albums this year (Jaane Tu Ya Jaane Na, Karzzzz, Fashion, Yuvvraaj, Ghajini, to name a few), Bhushan still lists competition Yashraj's Rab Ne Bana Di Jodi as his favourite 2008 soundtrack, while Divya roots for Yuvvraaj and Tulsi for Jaane Tu…
Gulshan Kumar's Daughter Tulsi Kumar with her Sister-in-Law Divya KoslaSource: Mid-Day
He wants to bridge the gap
And that's the chasm that Mummy Daddy Records hopes to fill. Featuring music by Sha'air+Func, Bandish Project and Jalebee Cartel, the records' first release, Compilation 01, represents the best of Indian electronica and independent music scene. "It's an exciting blend of urban electronic elements with a distinct Indian folk essence. Our aim is to create a platform for new sounds, independent music that everyone can easily access."
He plays mummy to his pals
Delhi-based Amrish lived in Mumbai's suburb of Bandra for a year, while he worked in the e-Commerce department of HDFC bank. Often, he found himself dropping friends home after a spirited night out. "One of my friends nicknamed me 'mummy' since I made sure everyone went home safe. When I decided to launch my company, they thought Mummy Daddy Records was a perfect name," he grins.
He's willing to wait
But the baggage of Bollywood doesn't irritate Amrish. Film music is sounding better these days thanks to talented musicians expressing an interest in Bollywood. "At the end of the day, it's getting your music available to the largest audience possible, that matters. Though I'd prefer it if songs didn't focus on Aishwarya's (Rai) legs, and the format was a little less restricting."
- One-hundred thirty five entries thus far, including our 300th.
- Visitor traffic has increased by about 50% over 2007. W00T!
- 5/22/07 remains the most-visited entry, proving that quoting pop music has virtue, and perhaps that sharing a question is more common than sharing an answer. But in 2008, thanks to Reader GeorgeW, we got our answer to this question! This means I can no longer count this entry as popular for its own reasons -- it got posted here. Perhaps I should advertise on this entry . . .
- In second and third places for popularity (in hits): 2/6/08 and 2/20/07. It would seem perhaps that people read me more when they're trapped by snow. Which I choose to take as a non-specific compliment.
- October was far and away the liveliest month here for visitors, owing perhaps to the Aviary being used as a kind of report for review by the powers that be at North Pocono High whilst I was teaching there.
- Virtually all of my referred traffic comes from people doing searches on Google Image. 'Bloggers, take note: use pictures. Me, take note: start citing photographers.
- Outside the US, we're biggest in Canada, but in recent weeks there's been a surge of interest in the UK (thanks Dave) and Germany (thanks...uh...wait, what?).
- We had the launch of a sister (er: brother?) site this year: Loki's Apiary. His star is on the rise as I refer to him as continuously as I can possibly justify (Loki's Apiary).
- Loki's Apiary offers you a concise view of what I've been up to when not typing here, of course, but for a novella view of my working-year 2008, here are my highlighted entries for each month: January [Losing Work], February [Reading Loud and Clear], March [Recovery], April [I'm Not a'Scared of You], May [Ta-Da], June [Viva Italia - 1&2], July [Friendly Neighborhood], August [Writing Wild], September [Health, Wealth & Wisdom], October [Open Up], November [The Rest is Finally Silence] and (on estimate) December.
It's been a hell of a second year, Dear Reader, and I thank you for whenever you may have tuned in. The entries usually slow down here when I'm traveling, and I'll be all over the place in the coming weeks, in many cases nowhere near a glowing box of interweby goodness. As you warm your hands by the dying embers of your monitors, think of me, and be merry. Eat and drink, too, or you'll die. I'm not a medical doctor, but I have it on good authority.
Tapur and Tupur Chatterjee
Source: Mumbai Mirror
Thou shalt remain, in midst of other woe
Than ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say’st,
“Beauty is truth, truth beauty,”—that is all
Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
Naseerudin Shah's son Imaad Shah will be seen next in 'Little Zizou'
For his character, he sought help from Delhi-based graphic novelist Sarnath Banerjee, author of Corridors and Barn Owl’s Wondrous Capers. “Sarnath and I are good friends. I’ve read both his graphic novels. He’s done the drawing for the film. I’m a hopeless artist. I sat with him and observed him draw,” reveals Imaad. The actor also finds time for music, his first love. “We have a band and we play sometimes. We record as well. But I’m not going solo as it really saps you,” explains Imaad. What about film-making? “I’ve been working on a few shots using digital camera. I’ve made a couple of films with digicam. I can’t be an actor all my life. Everybody has their own agenda,” he states.
Like his father, Naseerudin Shah, he’s a thespian too. “I’m part of a theatre group called Motley. Five of us are doing this play called All Thieves. It’s a commission of stories by writers like Italo Calvino and Haruki Murakami. We’ll be coming to Bangalore with the play next month,” says Imaad.
One mention of his gene pool, and he gets a tad restless. “The media does things in a very obvious manner. Comparisons get boring. The comparison question is, in fact, redundant. I’m hoping people have seen my acting and can judge me solely on that. I concentrate on what I’m doing without being bothered about comparisons,” he asserts.
As for his trademark frizzy hair he’s inherited from his dad, he says, “I shave my head every now and then. I have really short hair now.”
Source: Times Of India
our source spilled the beans, “Kush always had aspirations to become a director but he was quite moved by this subject. Kush met Apratim, a former Sanjay Leela Bhansali assistant through a common friend. It is definitely an unconventional debut for Kush.”
Source: Mumbai Mirror
Muzaffar Ali's first wife is Subhashni Sehgal, a well-known women's activist, trade union leader and former MP of the Communist Party Marxist.
Director Shaad Ali, the man who helmed hits like Saathiya and Bunty Aur Babli is their Son.
It's pretty accurate to say that I am a huge fan of installation art, and an even huger fanatic about public installation art (i.e., installed in a largely uncontrolled, outdoor environment). I am lucky enough now to actually know an installation artist, and I hope she'll forgive me if that description limits her craft. Friend Natalia installed Luminous Accumulation on the corner of Columbia and Sackett a few weeks ago. I had intended to go to the opening, but it was rescheduled on account of weather to just out of my schedule's reach. Hence my solo journey to a dark corner of Kings on a Wednesday night.
I was disappointed, yet not surprised, to find the display fenced off but my mood was already pretty contemplative and buoyant due to the walk over. As is my wont, I read Natalia's description right away. As you can see, I brought my camera with me, and these two choices are related. Some appreciate art and, in particular, contemporary art, best through raw experience and an immediate moment. I envy this approach. It rarely works for me, outside of perhaps architecture and murals. No, I get the most out of these experiences when I'm working to synthesize my experience with the artist's intention. I find it similar to my impatience with classical music -- I loathe misinterpretation, even when an artist tells me such a thing is impossible. (And how much more impossible can it be to "misinterpret" than with the personal experience of music?) So I ask for answers straight off, and interpret the work through my own lens however I can thereafter.
Luminous Accumulation is interactive with the weather. There are a serious of pipes that ever-so-gradually draw precipitation and condensation into a roofed basin. The pipes, though you can;t tell it from my photos, extend their open ends out just past the borders of the chain-link fence, integrating it into their structure. They also reach back about fifteen yards to form rectangular arches of varying height that occupy the rest of the otherwise empty lot. The basin is lit around its rim and from two sources above it, and it is sheltered to ensure that the accumulation of moisture comes largely from the pipes. (Although the basin is also made of clear plastic, so I was immediately reminded of a wilderness survival contraption for gathering dew as drinkable water.) The more moisture that gathers, the more light that is reflected from it. (Rather ironic, then, that the original opening was postponed on account of rain.*) Natalia cites an Eskimo practice of holding reading material, or any object that requires scrutiny, close to the snow fall, the better to light one's discoveries.
It was frustrating not to be able to walk beneath the pipe arches, but only a little more frustrating than not being able to climb them -- they inspired that strong urge for me immediately, but never could have taken my weight, even if I could get to them. I have to imagine the ideal time at which to experience the exhibit would be a lightly rainy evening, just before dusk. You could (theoretically) walk beneath the pipes as they worked their gradual, inevitable work, toward the incrementally expanding pool, dipping your book/stone/lithograph into its light once there. It's a bit of a trip for me, but I may just do this some rainy night. I envy the people who get to experience this work on a semi-daily basis. Somebody has quietly transformed their environment for a few months, and it's an ongoing transformation. I think that's very valuable work, no matter how little monetary or pragmatic gain it results in. I want very much to be awakened to new perspectives on the every-day, and I can easily forget how much I want this. Thank goodness there are people interested in doing this for us. No one can sufficiently describe their interior experience of art. It's too personal. I hope it's enough to say that I spent some quiet moments with Luminous Accumulations, and felt pleasantly changed by the experience.
Well . . . maybe I'll just say one thing more. One of the best effects, in my humble opinion, a work of art can have is to invite us to carry its perspective with us into the world. We learn from it, in a sense, and carry it forward if not into our actions, then at least into our perceptions of everything else. This is part of the explanation for the genre of "performance art"; as with art, and unlike theatre, there is no definite end, no fallen curtain, to the experience, and it forces you to contemplate the possibility that the experience is simply continuing into the rest of your life. In this way, these things have a very far-reaching influence indeed. As I walked the good walk back to a subway station, I enjoyed immensely the details of illumination all along the way. Effects produced by headlights, streetlamps, windows, grates and foliage were all accentuated for me, and seemed somehow new. It was akin to the feeling I new best on my first trip to Italy, or my first to New York, and a feeling that I find has diminished slightly every time I add another visit and the longer I live here, like I lose it one slow drip at a time. It's a wonderful feeling.
*Perhaps it was apt, though; it must have filled the basin somewhat for the next day's appreciation.
because her performance is a package which needs to be savoured in totality."
Anmol Malik On Indian Idol 3 (2007)