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THE RETURN OF DUM MAARO DUM ( for Driftwood ) She dances upon her tippy toes upon my toes whirling 'bout the room to DUM MAARO DUM she my little Bollywood queen. "Again...again....again!" she squeals mad with childish delight. Asha sings to us and we...dance! Sunlight throws itself at our feet. We dance upon it. Summer gasps holds its breath. There is nothing but the music....and us! She is all of three screaming: "Bollywood me...Bollywood me!" "This...won't....get the dinner done!" screams Mum above the fun. The record screeches and scratches ...ouch...off! I cut cucumbers into tiny tiny pieces. Tilly washes spinach and lettuce. But when Mum goes to answer the phone it's her best chum she will be hours we sneak Asha back into the kitchen. The return of. . . "Dum maaro dum Mit jaaye gham Bolo subaha shaam Hare Krishna hare Krishna hare Krishna Hare Ram!"
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Jan 20, 2019
Jan 20, 2019 at 2:41 PM UTC
THE RETURN OF DUM MAARO DUM ( for Driftwood )
THE RETURN OF DUM MAARO DUM ( for Driftwood ) She dances upon her tippy toes upon my toes whirling 'bout the room to DUM MAARO DUM she my little Bollywood queen. "Again...again....again!" she squeals mad with childish delight. Asha sings to us and we...dance! Sunlight throws itself at our feet. We dance upon it. Summer gasps holds its breath. There is nothing but the music....and us! She is all of three screaming: "Bollywood me...Bollywood me!" "This...won't....get the dinner done!" screams Mum above the fun. The record screeches and scratches ...ouch...off! I cut cucumbers into tiny tiny pieces. Tilly washes spinach and lettuce. But when Mum goes to answer the phone it's her best chum she will be hours we sneak Asha back into the kitchen. The return of. . . "Dum maaro dum Mit jaaye gham Bolo subaha shaam Hare Krishna hare Krishna hare Krishna Hare Ram!"
Such a superb composition by RD Burman. Asha Boshle voice that perfect creature that it is and matched to Zeenat Aman. Back then we had no idea what it was about only that big father and little daughter couldn't help but compulsively dance anytime the song came on...it was such a joy and we never tired of it. Piya Tu Ab To Aaja (Monica, Oh My Darling!) was another favourite with all that sung panting and the call of Monica, Oh my Darling! We couldn't get enough of it.
donall-dempsey
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Jan 20, 2019
Jan 20, 2019 at 2:41 PM UTC
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