Item Number: Bade Kaam ki Hum Cheez hain Yaram

Friday, April 12, 2013

Bade Kaam ki Hum Cheez hain Yaram

The first time I heard Yaram, it was amidst a lot of distraction. By the time the melody caught my attention, the song had reached the chorus with lyrics like ‘tumhari filein, tumhara laptop, ghar ki chabiyaan…’ which distinctly reminded me of the song ‘meri laundry ka ek bill’ from Rock On and my excitement died down a little. I was still divided, something in the song had caught my attention but my distraction was only pulling me away, trying to label it as ‘just another song’, it succeeded but only till Sunidhi Chauhan hit the notes for ‘aur yeh dil, kanwara dil…pyaar mein haara bechara dil!’

Ek Thi Daayan is brought to us by Vishal Bhardwaj, THAT is what didn’t allow me to dismiss it as ‘just another song’ the man is known to make melody dance to his tunes. This time he’s out done himself by composing music for lyrics written by Gulzaar, brought to life by Sunidhi!

Suraj se pehle hum jagaenge
Aur akhbaar ki sab surkhiyaan
Hum Gungunaenge

Koi khabar na aye pasand to end badal denge
Muh khuli jamaye per hum bajayein chutkiyaan
Dhoop na tumko lage kholdenge chatriyaan

Bade kaam ki hum cheez hain yaram….
I’m loving it!

http://youtu.be/5XFGgfQhwoU

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AnonymousApril 14, 2013 at 6:34 AM
let me listen to it and comment:)
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About Me

Ok, so I’m 5ft 9, about 139 pounds, big greenish brown eyes, long curvy lashes, a curvier body, soft curly hair and an electrifying smile. This impression exists in my head…and now in yours.

It’s not because what I look like makes me uneasy, but this is the number that I’d like to turn up in, someday.

Hence, the ‘Item Number’. A lot many maybe familiar with the term and all that it implies but for the ignorant read on…

I’ve always associated myself with the term ‘Item Number’ which however until recently was a phrase loosely used in Bollywood to describe a filler, a foreplay before the formidable act, a thesaurus for sleazy dance, an excuse for skin show (not always attractive).

All that is now the past. With cinemas growing sensibilities, the stigma attached to the phrase no longer exists and in fact, is now glorified by a list of A grade celebrities gracing the screen with their special performance, adding glam value to an otherwise submissive script.

However in spite of the recent but growing respect, the meaning of the phrase ‘Item Number’ has never changed for me. An item number is an exhibit out of the ordinary plot line, sometimes provocative yet necessary, it sometimes lends itself to the situation but other times it’s forced. It’s long enough to make you smile, but short enough leaving you longing for more. Sometimes special. Sometimes over the top. But never subtle.

I believe, if we search deep inside, we all yearn to be an item number (yes even you!)

It’s the longing to be special. To be provocative. To be able to tease ones boundaries. To be different. To be the one. To make people sit up and notice.

If only for an hour, if only for a minute or even a second.

When you hear the crowds cheer (even if it’s just in your head), respond to every appreciative/envious glare with a radiating smile from within, when you know the stars are shinning in this moment, only to make you look brighter, and you almost throw your hands up to the universe miming a big ‘Thank You’ that’s when you know you’re an Item Number.