In the previous review I know I made a lot of funny statements about the great legendary musician, or rather a grand singer – HIMESH RESHAMMIA. Did somebody say presence of filth in my review? Of course I had a lot of it. No not this time. I am planning to be a little serious. Not as much as to be taken to the hospital. No ha ha, hee hee and no jokes please.
I just heard the story of the dead and supernatural being brought to life by the Himesh Reshammiya’s song Jhalak dikhla ja, ab to aja aja ... from the movie Aksar. Honestly and frankly speaking, I am not surprised. It was bound to happen someday. I mean, the way he had started irritating the people alive, somebody had to make a stand against the process. But I never knew that even the deceased would come up with their objections. But I can comprehend the logical and mythological significance of the entire story.
When I was a kid I used to hear a lot of stories based on ghosts. Those stories mostly would interest me. In most of the stories, as I still remember, the ghosts either won’t talk while busy in their operations, or would speak in a very nasal voice. My grand mother used to tell me how she had seen such a woman who talked like that, who was considered to be a ghost.
Coming back to Himesh, he has the same style of tossing the words from his mouth. I have always wondered whether the words coming out of his mouth at all comes from his mouth, or from his nose. Isn’t this hardcore talent? If not, what else it? Is it any form of representation of the dead? I am sure that even if this is untrue, then he must be a master of typecasting his voice. Amazing! No? But, unfortunately enough, not all persons dead or alive, like to be imitated. Therefore, they, I mean the dead men must have put through their objections in the form of attacking the villagers in Gujarat. Just to make their active presence and objections felt to the administrators of India. What is more is the song’s choreography! They must be finding it just too much hard to differentiate the actors and dancers in the song, with themselves! The kind of Jhinga lala African dance they are seen to be doing is really hard to digest.
Oh, I feel pity on them. No, not on the dancers but on the dead people who are still alive with their actions. Either the film makers must invite some of the departed souls to come and show their dancing and singing talents. Or, simply stop mimicking them! Don’t know how to make invitations to them? Ask Ram Gopal Varma, he is a specialist!
As a conclusion, I would rather appreciate the departed souls to have made such a great contribution to such a significant case, which possibly was either not being entertained or not given due importance. I would further forward my suggestion of creating a welfare association for all who leave the world. There will be no entry charges in the club, and a sure shot membership, sooner or later, for everyone.
I am sorry I did not attend to the rest of the songs of the movie. I found a single song to be se very heavy that my shoulder started aching. I could not handle the further pressure. I don’t even have the enough courage to listen to the rest of the songs, I hate all of them through out my body and soul, in and out. Did you find any filth this time? Yes? I am sorry I could not serve any better than this to the singer of the era. Uff.