July 16, 2011 § 1 Comment
You know substitions? Like the ones that happen on the football field? When a dude who wants to kick the ball is replaced by another dude who wants to kick the ball? Yes I know, poor ball.
I do such substitutions too, with words. I mean, replace one word somewhere; maybe in a sentence, maybe in a song. It is hilarious I tell you. Sometimes.
So the other day I was listening to this old favourite of mine. An A.R.Rahman classic from the movie Rangeela. I substituted a word in it. Then I beheld the profoundness of what I had created. And then I blogged about it.
So the lyrics go:
Pyaar ye jaane kaisa hai kya kahein ye kuchh aisa hai Kabhi dard ye deta hai kabhi chein ye deta hai Kabhi gam deta hai kabhi khushi deta hai…Din to guzarte hain jiske khayaalon mein Raatein guzarti hain uski hi yaadon mein Waqt milan ka aaye to raahon mein Jhoome bahaarein phoolon ki kaliyon mein Bhanvaron ki toli aaye Kaliyon pe vo mandaraaye Darr ye fiza ka bhi dil se mitaaye…
I substitued “Pyaar” with “Potty”
[Yes, I know. Potty related humour this is. This is what happens after you see Delhi Belly twice…Or maybe I am sick like that]