CK and Bindu (my friends) gave me a clock radio cd player, a belated birthday gift. I've tuned it to 5 stations which play western music. Just a while back a song was playing by this woman called Martika. I know 3 of her songs. Toy soldiers. Love thy will be done. Martika's kitchen. I used to love the first two songs. recorded them on the vcr and watched over and over again.
I like listening to the radio. Sometimes I feel like it has a much wider memory and coincides with mine often. And then there are times 4 channels play the news and the fifth some stupid song.
And then Don Henley sings Boys of summer and my faith in he utility of radio is restored till the dj starts jabbering like a fool.
I was just trying to upload yet another picture of myself and the blogger photo upload went phut. I think it's in no mood to put any more pictures of me on the blog. I totally understand.
2 comments:
speaking of videos...still remember the thrill and excitement of watching my first video at your place.....
George Micheal...FAITH....
embedded in my memory like......
(have no simile that can describe the feeling)
Totally agree about the radio....back home, when one is in one of those God-forsaken places that have only snow and the cold ..with a few bullets to add to the flavour....there is one radio program that all of us swear by...Forces Request....
One can write in to the radio station and request songs and send messages to all and sundry....and its been a favourite with all us uniformed people for donkeys years....long before the word MTV was heard in India and syrupy teenagers started calling up the request-your-song shows that are a part and parcel of every adolescent's package-of-life these days.
Keep the radio on!!!
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