Jodha Akbar 97-100:Snakes and ladders; Episode 104: Page 8 - Page 12

Dear Akka,

Of course it is ok! There are no exclusively bilateral discussions here; anyone can insert herself or himself into any ongoing exchange, and she/he will be welcome.

As for my Geneva accident, the compliment you have paid me is most flattering. Of course it was a huge nuisance for months on end, that broken arm, but the only thing to do was to take it lightly!

But what distressed me the most in the whole affair was that my mother was standing on the pavement watching me cross the road on the way to my Berlitz German classes.She would have gone back from there to our flat. Instead,she actually saw me being tossed across the square by the impact with that ambulance. Then, when she rushed across to me, I did not recover consciousness at once, and she assumed that I was dead, till the ambulance attendant verified that I was still of this world.

I cannot even imagine what went thru her mind as she stood there watching me being hit, and then watching me lying there on the ground, unmoving. It must have been hell. I felt very guilty about that for a long time. But for my folly in trying to reach the opposite pavement before the ambulance got there, this need never have happened. Of course it was all niyati!

Shyamala

Originally posted by: karkuzhali

Dear Ashwinee,

Loved reading your post to Shyamala. (Is it legally correct?)

I liked your comment at :

(A). I also enjoyed the scene where Jalal enjoys her music, his face showing his ecstasy of joy, what we call "paravasam" in Tamil. We have to thank our stars that she did not repeat the Rajastani folk song!

But this would have helped him later when he was forced to listen to Thansen's repetitive singing of the same bhajan again and again, adjusting the drone (shruti) with the instrument Veena instead of with the proper tanpura! And also whenever Tansen enters the scene the music played in the background is in South Indian Carnatic style of ragha Abhogi! I am greatly disappointed that we are not lucky enough to enjoy Shyamala's humorous take of the Tansen episodes in the Benazir track.

(B) I think only Shyamala can describe the so-near- a- fatal accident thus in a very lighter and humourous way!

Saraswathi Aunty.

Dear Shyamala Di!

Thank you for your interest and kind words!

I was horrified to read about your accident - You went through a lot! And with endless admiration - nobody will be able to assume that you passed such terrible tests: on your photo such a beautiful and carefree woman! But if we add to this the mind, observation, literary talent and sense of humor - it's a deadly combination... :👏 Your sun color and strength remind me of the Phoenix bird.

My first car accident was very heavy, the only good of it was that the force of the blow was such that after 13 years I don't remember anything about the accident. Attempt to apply for You court, is shocking in its cynicism! We (in Russia) earlier very idealized Europe, it seems that this was possible only with us.

I really enjoy your messages and I will be very glad if you can find for me those your old posts and those heated discussions! I am glad reading your old debate, so I will prolong my friendly intercourse with you. 😊

Your wonderful analysis helped me to see and I began think. How strange and surprising: a cruel and heartless Jalal makes constant concessions, changed himself completely. And Jodha?

Kind and sensitive Jodha has not changed one iota! And cruel, heartless Jalal went to a conflict with the clergy, have discredited themselves in the eyes of the mother, putting himself as a rapist and low person who suspect a your wife of infidelity after a single night with her.

Jodha says a lot about the importance of trust to each other, but actually, it is only Jalal trusts her always. This is confirmed by the track with Sujamal and Khaibar. Jalal there already says her directly that he continues to trust her, even when she gave a reason the gossip for all, he still believes her, but not she him.

At school I collected aphorism and puns. Sometimes I write down anything and now (I don't adults, I don't mature...).

You are very lenient to me, so I'll write another one. Dedicated to Jodha:

"The good will defeat the evil, then make it kneel and kill ferociously".

Translate by Yana Reizvikh

I I don't know who the author is, on Russian Internet it's "wandering" for a long time. 😃

And I very much hope that you will be check your mail. I really want to congratulate you and my new friends here with the New Year. Russia is a multinational and multi-confessional country and the New Year has become a holiday which offend nobody, which unites all, no one were hurt and it's gives the magic of children's hopes. Regardless of religion, regardless of nationalities, but with a tremendous energy of good wishes and hopes!

I will wait when you write a new show! Obligatory to let me know.

And I will start to learn English... Suddenly I will can learn English?

I wish you health and happiness!

Originally posted by: sashashyam

My dearest Ashwinee,

I am going to miss you too, both for the originality of your comments on my earlier threads - I was so sorry that later the pressures of work made it impossible for you to continue making them- and then again for your constant and touching concern for my health. You are really a very sweet kid. And it would have been a great pity if you had continued as a silent reader, because you have a very fresh and unusual approach to any and all aspects of this narrative. And it is not just I who felt so!

I had to stop, my dear. The threads were becoming so lacklustre, and for me it was becoming a chore; I felt relieved that I did not have to do anything with the substandard episodes nos. 101-103. Now all of us can relax, and maybe even watch the re-run without any thought, on my side, of having to analyse it, and on yours, of having to comment on my posts!😉

But no, we are not going to say goodbye, of course not! Which is why I said au revoir, and not adieu.I am just waiting for Rajat's new show to begin.

Oho, so you too are a Humphrey Bogart fan, are you? That is very interesting, for I would have thought you would be too young for that, as he died in 1957, and his classic Casablanca, widely thought to be the greatest love story ever filmed, was in 1942. But I forgot that Bogey was an icon, and icons have an appeal that transcends generations. I have watched Casablanca more times than I can remember, and its magic is ever fresh.

I will remember to keep exercising my fingers, my dear, for I cannot afford to let them get stiff. I am waiting to see at what level the pain plateaus. As for your broken clavicle, I hope it has healed completely. I suppose that it affected the whole of the right arm?

I had a curious experience of the same kind during my first posting abroad, in Geneva. I was crossing a road, on the pedestrian crossing, when an ambulance came round the corner, siren blaring. I had only the last 1/4 of the road to cross, and I foolishly decided to gain the safety of the opposite pavement. The ambulance braked hard, skidded on a tramline rail, hit me, and tossed me clean across the square, some 30 feet away. I came down hard right next to a pile of paving stones; there too the road repair work was incessant😉. If I had hit them, there would have been a vacancy in the IFS!

I was collected by another ambulance and transported to the Cantonal Hospital, the one used by the likes of Sophia Loren. They set my broken upper left arm for a simple fracture and I was sent home after a few days. But 3 months later, it was found that the two halves were loose and there had been very little calcification of the joint. The bones had been incorrectly set. Can you believe it? So I had to have an operation to put in a plate and 6 screws (I was later afraid that this would set off the airport metal detector!😉Those were the days when the charming practice of hijacking aircraft had just started) and 18 months later, I had a second operation to take them all out. I still have the plate and the screws somewhere. So much for a ladidah top rung hospital! If it had been an Indian one, they would never have lived it down.

And as for the ambulance firm, they wanted to sue me for the dents on the bonnet of the vehicle! Since I was a diplomat, they could not do so.

OK, that is that ! Bye for now, child, and see you again soon, I hope.

Most affectionately,

Shyamala Aunty

I admire people who know multiple languages! In my head, closed some sort of door. French is very difficult.

"Casablanca" for some reason I recalled another movie and not with Bergman but Marlene Dietrich "Morocco". A strange association? Not for my English...It would be interesting to know what you like.

And about another Bergman 😊 do You like "the Seventh seal", "Fanny and Alexander"?

shyamala this is the song whose lines i wrote...arhijit singh's voice, SLB's music equals direct connection to the almighty!

Thank you, Mandy! There is nothing so lovely and delicate as the Sufi love poems in Urdu. There are such tender descriptions of the beloved, and such a samarpan bhav towards her that is unequalled in any other language that I know.

It is not quite so poetic as this one, but the Ek boond ishq pe hoon zinda nazm that i had used for my last post on page 8 of this thread, is just as beautiful in terms of content. The formatting of that went horribly wrong, and try as I might, I could not make it look good. Let me try once more here, and if it is no different, please bear with me!

Shyamala

Ek Boond Ishq

Ek boond ishq pe hoon zinda

Ek boond ishq pe hoon zinda

Tu hi saya ashk bhi tu

Rooh mein bhi tu rehta hai

Tu hi mein hoon, mein hi tu hai

Tera haaji kehta hai

Ek boond ishq pe hoon zinda

Ek boond ishq pe hoon zinda

Tu karam hai tu dharam hai

Tu hi mera kalma hai

Teri khatir tere dum se

Raahe ishq pe chaal na hai

Maan samundar hai dariya

Mujh mein tu hi behta hai

Tu hi safiya tu hi sahil

Tera haaji kehta hai

Ek boond ishq pe hoon zinda

Ek Boond ishq pe hoon zinda

Yaar mera Kaaba Kashi Yaar bin khali rooh ki pyali, rooh ki pyali Yaar mera Eid Diwali Yaar ke bin yeh tanman khali...tanman khali Yaar basaloon rom rom, deewani ban jaaon Aur kahan rab dhoondun, yaar mein rab paaun

Tu hi tab tha tu hi ab hai Jag hai jab se tabse tu hai Meri hasti mera rutba Meri daulat shaurat tu hai

Ek boond ishq pe hoon zinda

Ek boond ishq pe hoon zinda

Originally posted by: ghalibmirza

shyamala this is the song whose lines i wrote...arhijit singh's voice, SLB's music equals direct connection to the almighty!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9Iu3wfNsICg

It is just another knack, Zhanna, like having a good singing voice or a talent for music. I am good at languages because I can copy the pronunciation in a foreign language quite well, and I love words for their own sake, no matter in which language. Plus I try to think in that language when I am speaking and not to translate from, say, English.

I know the film you have mentioned, Morocco with Gary Cooper and Marlene Dietrich. But that is not comparable to Casablanca at all. As for Ingmar Bergman, I am afraid I do not like what little I have seen of his work. It is too gloomy for me. I like Akira Kurosawa a lot, however, especially his version of Macbeth, with the entirely appropriate title Throne of Blood.

Shyamala

Originally posted by: alffim

I admire people who know multiple languages! In my head, closed some sort of door. French is very difficult.

"Casablanca" for some reason I recalled another movie and not with Bergman but Marlene Dietrich "Morocco". A strange association? Not for my English...It would be interesting to know what you like.

And about another Bergman 😊 do You like "the Seventh seal", "Fanny and Alexander"?

Originally posted by: sashashyam

My dearest Ashwinee,

I am going to miss you too, both for the originality of your comments on my earlier threads - I was so sorry that later the pressures of work made it impossible for you to continue making them- and then again for your constant and touching concern for my health. You are really a very sweet kid. And it would have been a great pity if you had continued as a silent reader, because you have a very fresh and unusual approach to any and all aspects of this narrative. And it is not just I who felt so!

I had to stop, my dear. The threads were becoming so lacklustre, and for me it was becoming a chore; I felt relieved that I did not have to do anything with the substandard episodes nos. 101-103. Now all of us can relax, and maybe even watch the re-run without any thought, on my side, of having to analyse it, and on yours, of having to comment on my posts!😉

But no, we are not going to say goodbye, of course not! Which is why I said au revoir, and not adieu.I am just waiting for Rajat's new show to begin.

Oho, so you too are a Humphrey Bogart fan, are you? That is very interesting, for I would have thought you would be too young for that, as he died in 1957, and his classic Casablanca, widely thought to be the greatest love story ever filmed, was in 1942. But I forgot that Bogey was an icon, and icons have an appeal that transcends generations. I have watched Casablanca more times than I can remember, and its magic is ever fresh.

I will remember to keep exercising my fingers, my dear, for I cannot afford to let them get stiff. I am waiting to see at what level the pain plateaus. As for your broken clavicle, I hope it has healed completely. I suppose that it affected the whole of the right arm?

I had a curious experience of the same kind during my first posting abroad, in Geneva. I was crossing a road, on the pedestrian crossing, when an ambulance came round the corner, siren blaring. I had only the last 1/4 of the road to cross, and I foolishly decided to gain the safety of the opposite pavement. The ambulance braked hard, skidded on a tramline rail, hit me, and tossed me clean across the square, some 30 feet away. I came down hard right next to a pile of paving stones; there too the road repair work was incessant😉. If I had hit them, there would have been a vacancy in the IFS!

I was collected by another ambulance and transported to the Cantonal Hospital, the one used by the likes of Sophia Loren. They set my broken upper left arm for a simple fracture and I was sent home after a few days. But 3 months later, it was found that the two halves were loose and there had been very little calcification of the joint. The bones had been incorrectly set. Can you believe it? So I had to have an operation to put in a plate and 6 screws (I was later afraid that this would set off the airport metal detector!😉Those were the days when the charming practice of hijacking aircraft had just started) and 18 months later, I had a second operation to take them all out. I still have the plate and the screws somewhere. So much for a ladidah top rung hospital! If it had been an Indian one, they would never have lived it down.

And as for the ambulance firm, they wanted to sue me for the dents on the bonnet of the vehicle! Since I was a diplomat, they could not do so.

OK, that is that ! Bye for now, child, and see you again soon, I hope.

Most affectionately,

Shyamala Aunty

My dear Zhanna,

Of course I will let you know as and when I start analysing a new show.

My accident was a huge nuisance, but yours seems to have been a lot worse. I am glad you are completely recovered from it now. As for the ambulance company trying to sue me, it was, I think, the standard proceduere for them, if only to ward off the threat of the accident victim suing them! They did it even in another case when an ambulance of theirs knocked down and killed two kids who suddenly ran out into the road along Lac Leman in Geneva, near the Palais des Nations.

As for your comments on Jalal and Jodha, they are absolutely correct.

I liked your Russian saying about how good should destroy evil This is exactly what, in our mythology, is called samhaar, or total destruction. That is how the gods always dealt with evildoers who would not repent.

I will try and PM you a list of as many of my old IF posts on Jodha Akbar that I can put together.

Finally, yes of course I will check my IF mail daily.

Bye for now.

Shyamala Di

Originally posted by: alffim

Dear Shyamala Di!

Thank you for your interest and kind words!

I was horrified to read about your accident - You went through a lot! And with endless admiration - nobody will be able to assume that you passed such terrible tests: on your photo such a beautiful and carefree woman! But if we add to this the mind, observation, literary talent and sense of humor - it's a deadly combination... :👏 Your sun color and strength remind me of the Phoenix bird.

My first car accident was very heavy, the only good of it was that the force of the blow was such that after 13 years I don't remember anything about the accident. Attempt to apply for You court, is shocking in its cynicism! We (in Russia) earlier very idealized Europe, it seems that this was possible only with us.

I really enjoy your messages and I will be very glad if you can find for me those your old posts and those heated discussions! I am glad reading your old debate, so I will prolong my friendly intercourse with you. 😊

Your wonderful analysis helped me to see and I began think. How strange and surprising: a cruel and heartless Jalal makes constant concessions, changed himself completely. And Jodha?

Kind and sensitive Jodha has not changed one iota! And cruel, heartless Jalal went to a conflict with the clergy, have discredited themselves in the eyes of the mother, putting himself as a rapist and low person who suspect a your wife of infidelity after a single night with her.

Jodha says a lot about the importance of trust to each other, but actually, it is only Jalal trusts her always. This is confirmed by the track with Sujamal and Khaibar. Jalal there already says her directly that he continues to trust her, even when she gave a reason the gossip for all, he still believes her, but not she him.

At school I collected aphorism and puns. Sometimes I write down anything and now (I don't adults, I don't mature...).

You are very lenient to me, so I'll write another one. Dedicated to Jodha:

"The good will defeat the evil, then make it kneel and kill ferociously".

Translate by Yana Reizvikh

I I don't know who the author is, on Russian Internet it's "wandering" for a long time. 😃

And I very much hope that you will be check your mail. I really want to congratulate you and my new friends here with the New Year. Russia is a multinational and multi-confessional country and the New Year has become a holiday which offend nobody, which unites all, no one were hurt and it's gives the magic of children's hopes. Regardless of religion, regardless of nationalities, but with a tremendous energy of good wishes and hopes!

I will wait when you write a new show! Obligatory to let me know.

And I will start to learn English... Suddenly I will can learn English?

I wish you health and happiness!

mesmerizing shyamala! adbhut!..ek boond ishq pe zinda hun..kehti hai ishq duniya jisse meri jaaneman..iss ek lafz main hi chuppi kaayenaat hai...!..isn't that so true whether the love is for pritam or the almighty without love one is not alive and is equal to a robot!

Originally posted by: sashashyam

Why, Akka?

Shyamala