La Ramba

The tamil version of the legendary 'La Bamba' song. Created in memory of the members of Mudrock, a now-extinct band, best remembered for its sellout 'Live at Lal Bagh' concert.

NOTE: For those who dunno tamil, the song 'La Ramba' is as profound as the original. The song is about the city of Chennai sung for the benefit of an out-of-towner named Pazhanipathi. To help you get a drift of how the song must be sung, i'll post the Ritchie Valens' version first. And then my tam take.

LA BAMBA (the Spanish version)
Para bailar la bamba
Para bailar la bamba
Se necesita una poca de gracia
Una poca de gracia para mi para ti
Arriba y arriba
Y arriba y arriba por ti sere
Por ti sere
Por ti sere
Yo no soy marinero
Yo no soy marinero
Soy capitan
Soy capitan
Soy capitan
Bamba bamba
Bamba bamba
Bamba bamba
Para bailar la bamba
Para bailar la bamba, se necesita una poca de gracia
Una poca de gracia para mi para ti
Arriba, arriba

Para bailar la bamba
Para bailar la bamba
Se necesita una poca de gracia
Una poca de gracia para mi para ti
Arriba y arriba
Y arriba y arriba, por ti sere
Por ti sere
Por ti sere
Bamba bamba
Bamba bamba
Bamba bamba


LA RAMBA (the Tamil version)
Paaru laila, nila, ramba
Paaru styla nee namba
Chennai city, innoru peru madras ya
Innoru peru madras ya, pazhanipathi
Ada vaya nee vaaya
Anivaaya onga aaya, Pothys Selai
Pothys Selai
Pothys Selai
Ensoy seyya marina po
Ensoy seyya marina po
Orey happy dhaan
Kudi kaapi dhaan
Ramba Ramba
Ramba Ramba
Ramba Ramba
Paaru laila, nila, ramba
Paaru styla nee namba, Chennai city, innoru peru madras ya
Innoru peru madras ya, pazhanipathi
Ada vaya nee vaaya

Paaru laila, nila, ramba
Paaru styla nee namba
Chennai city, Innoru peru madras ya
Innoru peru madras ya, pazhanipathi
Ada vaya nee vaaya
Anivaaya onga aaya, Pothys selai
Pothys selai
Pothys selai
Ramba Ramba
Ramba Ramba
Ramba Ramba

Let's Talk Shop

Admit it. You’ve always been curious about celebrities. Minutiae like what they wear, what they eat and who’s doing whom, never ceases to fascinate you. To hold your blooming attention for the next 60 seconds, I shall tap this very curiosity. I shall try and dish out some made up trivia about the shopping habits of people we love-to-lurve and love-to-hate.

Did you know that Prakash Karat is an avid shopaholic? I hear he drops often into Marx and Spencer’s.

My impeachable source in New York tells me that Pervez Musharraf once strutted into Borders and had the cheek to ask the store employees if Kashmir was on sale.

Different people order different things at Starbucks. But this one takes the cake. Three years ago, they say one Salman Khan called up Starbucks from Bombay. And ordered for two black bucks for a girl friend, named A. Rai.

Here’s a real melter. It seems, ever since J.Lo became Marc Anthony’s Cleopatra, the love torn Ben Affleck has started spoonering big time. My dubious deep throat reports that nowadays when Ben dials Ben & Jerry’s he asks for Jen & Berries.

Rumour has it that Mallika Sherawat thinks that Amazon.com is an online lingerie store for well-endowed women.

I read this in a first rate yellow rag, some time back – Paris Hilton plans to start a store called Boys R Us. The store will sell intimate memorabilia of her countless toyboy friends.

In ‘Osama’s Lonely Planet Guide For Jihadis’, compiled by the man himself, Victoria’s Secrets is listed as the place to shop for Britain’s best-kept secrets.

Steve Jobs was on a trip to Beijing to plug his Macs, G4s and G5s. President Hu sat through Steve’s presentation with a smirk. At the end of the presentation, President Hu surprised Steve Jobs by boasting that Macs were already available in China for fewer than 10 dollars. Zapped, Steve Jobs asked the president if he could take him to the store that sells Macs at dirt-cheap rates. Hu obliged. Steve Jobs smiled when they reached the bustling ‘store’. It had the ubiquitous golden arches at the entrance.

Thought Bubble # 10

If good news travels at the speed of sound, bad news travels at the speed of light.

The B.School That Lost Its Cool

There was once a B.school
That lost its cool
Over an article in JAM
That exposed a sham

It responded with suits
Clogged the blogs with jhoots
Resorted to vile name calling
And indulged in petty brawling

When it saw a bloke resisting
It opted for arm twisting
Called up his bosses
And warned them of losses

"If the bloke does not express regret
We shall burn laptops," was the threat
The bloke gave a reply, befitting
By announcing that he was quitting

That one move by a plucky bloke
Reduced the B.school to a joke
Now its reputation is in tatters
And it faces a mob of irate spatters

Lines from my oven # 6

Chaminda wrote the Vaas-thu Shastra.