Mora Piya Mose Bolat Nahi: My Sweetheart Doesn’t Speak To Me

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Mora piya mose bolat nahi...
It has been such a long time since we had had a good chitchat, or tit for tat, or “returning the favor” as he would like to say. This time the silence has been longer. I will not say that I miss him because his sweet nothings keep on playing in my head all the time.

Recently, I came across this song, “Mora piya mose bolat nahi…” on NPR, and I have been hooked on it ever since. Sung by Aadesh Namaste Namaste Shrivastava, it is from the movie Raajneeti and is picturized on Ranbir Kapoor and Katrina Kaif.



First, I thought this beautiful song was based on raga Bhairavi, but a reader has now informed that it is raga Jaunpuri.  It has certainly struck a chord in my heart. I suppose many of you must have felt the same way too, especially if your family members have embraced the smart phones and smart computers as extensions of their minds and bodies, or if your spouse has become suddenly busy as in my case.

Until a few weeks ago, my husband had a lighter workload at his office, which meant that his office work was limited to the office only. At home, I was the sole object of his attention. But for the past few weeks, whether he is at the office or at home, he is immersed in his work—phone calls, conference calls, presentations, documentations, and many other -tations that I don’t even understand. I have been left singing, “Mora piya mose bolat nahi….” and dancing to Munni badnam hui darling tere liye….

There were days when he would remind me of all the housework that had to be done. “I have never seen a closet as disorganized as yours,” he would say. “Do arrange it today. And don’t waste time on the Internet. No one reads your blog, anyway.”

And then from the office he would call or IM me every half an hour. “Did you do that? Did you do this?”

“Yes,” I would reply. “I was just thinking of doing it.” And then I would go offline.

On weekends there was no escape. Not only I had to listen, listen, and listen, but also do some of the pending work.

These days, all I hear is his telephone conversation with strange people who have strange names. Mora piya mose bolat nahi….

Gone are the days when he used to remind me, “Look at your wrinkles. You are so old!” or, “Your breath smells like a dead rat.” He has been so preoccupied that he has given up his favorite hobby of finding shortcomings in my cooking. Nor does he have time to inquire about my Facebook friends. Mora piya mose bolat nahi….

Now lest he starts talking again, if you will excuse me, I am going to play loud Bollywood music and match steps with Salman, Akshay, and Shahid. Pe Pe Pepein, Pe Pe Pepein....

(Update: Next post- latest dance numbers from Bollywood
Picture courtesy hollywoodreporter.com)

33 comments:

  1. Is Bharavi a Raga or Ragini? Just checking.

    Awesome post

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  2. Sure we do read your blog :) That's a beautiful song and more so because of Katrina. And I've tagged you. Do take it :)

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  3. The song brings back the nostalgic memories of my internship place...

    there are some songs which have uncanny connection to specific events or phases of life...it is one of them which reminds me about mumbai, internship and ...yada yada yada

    I do read your blog...so keep writing your subtle posts

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  4. Heelllooo...missing all the nagging already???At least you have time to dance on jahndu balm and pe-pe..here is your silver lining to mora piya bolat nahin...however, the dark cloud is the fact that the blog is too short...I guess the more your Piya talks, the more time you spend on writing...alas now all you do is dance (which we can't witness) and the blog that I wanted to go on forever came to a screeching end!..Hilarious...keep up the good work of making us smile:) :)

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  5. Touching. Apparently you are still in love with your husband!!!!
    sukumo

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  6. Thank you all for the encouraging words!

    @ Lalit: I found from Wikipedia that the term Ragini is not used these days. Most of the melodious Hindi songs are in Raga Bhairavi, though I am not sure about this song.

    For those interested in music, here is a very informative website:
    http://chandrakantha.com/raga_raag/film_song_raga/bhairavi_1.shtml

    @Ajay: You know I am not good at picking tag and my only wish is sarve bhavantu sukhinah, including myself. I will write if something else comes to my mind.

    @Ashish: What about “yada yada yada”? That sounds like the most interesting part. :-) #Seinfeld

    @Sangeeta: That was all I could stretch my imagination. If I use incidents from my friends’ lives they threaten to sue me :-)

    @SK: Good to hear from you! You are quite intuitive and insightful!

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  7. बहुत बढ़िया !
    हालांकि पहली बार ही आया हूँ आपके ब्लॉग पर . . . . . . पर आपकी यह ब्लॉग पोस्ट का अंदाज मनमोहक और दिल को छूने वाला है. :-)

    कोशिश करूंगा की आगे भी आता रहूँ!

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  8. nice post Giri! Even mora piya mose bolat nahin...so just in time. He hasn't complained about my wrinkles lately!keep it up!

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  9. though this song refers to PIYA, but the very sentiment of the song is touching to all those who, for some reason are not able to be their dear ones. be it PIYA or friends or any dear one.

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  10. Nice Post. This song is one of my favorites. I am not expert in music but based on melodious tune and tempo of the song it seems raag Bhairavi. Shankar Jaikishan used to be known as Bhairavi Jodi as most of their songs were based on that.

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  11. Excellent song.Keep on posting.God bless.

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  12. :)) let your words flow in the mean time.

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  13. @Praveen: Welcome!!

    @Ruchi: Isn’t it great? We can remain as shabby as we want.

    @Baljit: You are right!

    @Abhi: When will you start giving us FaaltuKaFunda?

    @Rajesh: That’s interesting to know!

    @krsnaknows: Welcome!!

    @Priya: Yes, writing too besides dancing and practicing...sa re ga ma pa dha ni sa...

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  14. Nicely penned down thoughts.

    It has been the best trance song i have heard in recent times :-)

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  15. Nice angle of conjugal life!Loved it.

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  16. @Vyankatesh and @Arpana: Good to hear from you. Welcome aboard! Thanks for your visit and also for your votes on Indiblogger!

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  17. Aww what a wonderful relationship both of you share. I hope he gets free time pretty soon so you can sing 'Mera piya ghar aaya Ram ji' to your heart's content.
    Loved reading this post!
    And next time your husband says 'nobody reads your blog' flaunt your comments section. :)

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  18. I wrote a comment earlier too whr did it go?? :-/

    Its similar to/inspired by the Fuzon album song released a year or so ago...

    heard munni only ths weekend...unbelievable combination of song choices :)

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  19. Great Stuff :)

    Perhaps to stop BC from talking to strange people with strange names, you could play Mora piya mose bolat nahi… a few decibels higher than his proclaimed confort level, whenever he indulges in these acts ?

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  20. again a gem of a post from you.
    its irony that you are happy because your husband "aapse bolat nahi" but in most of the indian households it's the other way around,the husband is happy if his wife "usse bolat nahi" :).

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  21. Thanks Samadrita, RT, Saumyendu, and CMD!!!
    Thanks for the support and I will consider all your advice :-)

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  22. thanks for this song,

    muje khuch sal piche le jarahi hai. aapkki soch bahut acchi hai

    thanks

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  23. @Pramod: Thanks to you too. Welcome to the blog! Keep visiting.

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  24. first thing first, I liked reading your post, particularly the bit about how you enjoy conversation/small talk with your hubby even if it is something that is not flattering for you...wish everyone is blessed with such a wife :)

    however, coming to this song, this song is very deep...it is not about hubby being pre-occupied with work, so not talking much...it is in fact not about talking or not talking as interpreted by some comments here (like not being able to spend time or talking to friends/beloved)...it is about wanting to talk, but not being able to talk. It is about, craving to talk, but then stopping yourself before dialing the phone number...or worse, it is about dialing the phone number, but then disconnecting before the phone rings, because now you just can't talk to that person - the same person who meant the world to you. The feeling is so aptly described in this song, the helplessness, the wall that gets built, the awkwardness when you finally speak to each other, the enormous effort that is required to talk to someone who was once yours...One can understand this feeling only after going through this emotion...my friend, we used to talk to each other for hours on anything and everything in this world, then our relationship took a romantic turn - but the talking continued and that was the best part of our relationship. She was a great conversationalist and I was the perfect foil...the conversation just used to flow...and then something happened, we broke up...the meetings stopped, then the phone calls...but, we still used to write to each other using blogs for a while...and then that stopped...and then we still used to speak (not talk) once in 2-3 months...and then suddenly that too became burden for her, though I still don't know why..the conversation used to start nicely and then her mood would change after 4-5 minutes of talking and she would end the conversation abruptly...I got the message, frequency of my calls dropped significantly...and then I called her y'day after more than 4 months...and the first sentence from her was very happy, full of enthusiasm after hearing my voice, and then suddenly the voice changed - actually, I've just parked my car and walking towards a shop, you know kind of little occupied now. and I could feel her burden as she was speaking that lie...just trying to be nice, instead of cutting the phone, telling me politely that she doesn't want to talk...and I tried to keep it nice - ok, so you want me to call later (and I knew very well that I'll not call again as that is what she wants). She said - yes, and then we both hang the phone. and the conversation stopped. and since then this song has been playing in my mind...so much that i googled for the same and reached your blog...and then i felt compelled to write this comment...and all I can say that i know how it feels when you love someone with all your being, but can't even talk to that person...Mora piya mose bolat nahi!!!

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    1. Wow! You poured your heart here! Life is full of heartbreaks. Everyone goes through it. There must be a lucky few, who find love in life. Wish you find a soul mate who understands your feelings! Meanwhile, make more friends or pursue a hobby. Your passion will be channelized.
      And no, I do not enjoy the unflattering comments. This was a satire and I twisted the meaning of the song to write a funny post! Keep in touch :-)

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  25. your last sentence did bring a smile to my face :)
    and believe me, I am excellent at flattery - so just watch how I compensate for it in future.
    and thanks for the suggestions, very sensible...though the concept of 'soul mates' seems very theoretical (or shall I say Coelhoesque) at this moment!!!

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  26. what type of raag is this???? plz reply ASAP

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  27. it is jaunpuri not bhairavvi raaga

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    1. Thank you, Latika! I will update the blog :-)

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