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Waving Flag – K’naan

When I get older, I will be stronger
They’ll call me freedom, just like a Waving Flag

When I get older, I will be stronger
They’ll call me freedom, just like a Waving Flag
And then it goes back, and then it goes back
And then it goes back

Born to a throne, stronger than Rome
But Violent prone, poor people zone
But it’s my home, all I have known
Where I got grown, streets we would roam
But out of the darkness, I came the farthest
Among the hardest survival
Learn from these streets, it can be bleak
Except no defeat, surrender retreat

So we struggling, fighting to eat and
We wondering when we’ll be free
So we patiently wait, for that fateful day
It’s not far away, so for now we say

When I get older, I will be stronger
They’ll call me freedom, just like a Waving Flag
And then it goes back, and then it goes back
And then it goes back

So many wars, settling scores
Bringing us promises, leaving us poor
I heard them say, love is the way
Love is the answer, that’s what they say,
But look how they treat us, make us believers
We fight their battles, then they deceive us
Try to control us, they couldn’t hold us
Cause we just move forward like Buffalo Soldiers

But we struggling, fighting to eat
And we wondering, when we’ll be free
So we patiently wait, for that faithful day
It’s not far away, but for now we say

When I get older, I will be stronger
They’ll call me freedom, just like a Waving Flag
And then it goes back, and then it goes back
And then it goes back

When I get older, I will be stronger
They’ll call me freedom, just like a Waving Flag
And then it goes back, and then it goes back
And then it goes back

(Ohhhh Ohhhh Ohhhhh Ohhhh)
And everybody will be singing it
(Ohhhh Ohhhh Ohhhhh Ohhhh)
And you and I will be singing it
(Ohhhh Ohhhh Ohhhhh Ohhhh)
And we all will be singing it
(Ohhh Ohh Ohh Ohh)

When I get older, I will be stronger
They’ll call me freedom, just like a Waving Flag
And then it goes back, and then it goes back
And then it goes back

When I get older, I will be stronger
They’ll call me freedom, just like a Waving Flag
And then it goes back, and then it goes back
And then it goes back

When I get older, when I get older
I will be stronger, just like a Waving Flag
Just like a Waving Flag, just like a Waving flag
Flag, flag, Just like a Waving Flag.

Tum Mile (2009) , Tum Mile (Love Reprise) Song Lyrics

"Tum Mile (Love Reprise)"
Music By Pritam Chakraborty
Lyrics By Sayeed Quadri-Kumar
Performed By Javed Ali

Lyrics Tu Hi Meri Hai Saari Jameen, Chaahe Kahin Se Chalu
Tujhape Hi Aake Ruku
Tere Siwa Main Jaau Kahaan Koyi Bhi Raah Chunu
Tujhape Hi Aake Ruku
Tum Mile Toh Lamahe Tham Gaye, Tum Mile Toh Saare Ghum Gaye
Tum Mile Toh Muskuraana Aa Gaya
Tum Mile Toh Jaadu Chha Gaya, Tum Mile Toh Jina Aa Gaya
Tum Mile Toh Main Paaya Hai Khuda

Tujhame Kinaara Dikhe, Dil Ko Sahaara Dikhe
Aa Meri Dhadkan Thaam Le
Teri Taraf Hi Mude Yeh Saans Tujhase Jude
Har Pal Yeh Tera Naam Le
Tum Mile Toh Abb Kya Hai Kamin, Tum Mile Toh Duniya Mil Gayi
Tum Mile Toh Mil Gaya Aasara
Tum Mile Toh Jaadu Chha Gaya, Tum Mile Toh Jina Aa Gaya
Tum Mile Toh Main Paaya Hai Khuda

Din Mere Tujhase Chale, Raatein Bhi Tujhase Dhale
Hai Waqt Tere Haath Mein
Ho Tu Hi Shehar Hai Mera, Tujhamein Hi Ghar Hai Mera
Rehata Hai Tere Saath Mein
Tum Mile Toh Mil Gaya Hamsafar, Tum Mile Toh Khud Ki Hai Khabar
Tum Mile Toh Rishta Sa Ban Gaya
Tum Mile Toh Jaadu Chha Gaya, Tum Mile Toh Jina Aa Gaya
Tum Mile Toh Main Paaya Hai Khuda

Festive special: Eat, drink, party AND stay fit!

THE party and wedding season is here, and pretty soon (if not already) you will be attending lots of social dos. Side by side, also, think diet and detox. Here's what you can do to lose the excess flab, fight stress and stay mentally and physically healthy.

Don’t worry, be happy
To begin with, don’t look at the weighing scale with obsession. According to nutritionist Sushila Sharangdhar, even if you have gone the whole hog during the festival, you are not likely to gain more than one or two kilogrammes.

Take a few dietary precautions and you can shed off those pounds. "You can include fibre-rich foods and anti-oxidants such as leafy vegetables, foods with Vitamin A and Vitamin such as citrus fruits, to battle the bulge," advises Sushila.

Think H2O

Shikha Ahuja, 33-year old cabin crew member for a popular airline swears by the magical 'water therapy'. She confesses, "Diwali makes your eating go ballistic, which in turn affects your skin too. Drinking lots of water helps to keep your skin radiant and glowing."

Water helps to flush out toxins from your body. Besides, a glass of water every hour will also help to make your stomach partially full, thus helping you reduce your food intake.

Eat often, but eat little

Television actor Shweta Keswani’s ideal diet plan comprises five to six small healthy portions a day, with lots of salads and fresh veggies. Long breaks between meals leads to a drop in blood sugar levels and increases the level of cortisol (a stress hormone), which is linked to the storage of body fat around the abdomen.

A lower blood sugar helps

The rate at which food is broken down into sugar and absorbed into the blood stream is called the Glycemic Index (GI). A lower GI ensures a slower raise in blood sugar
from that food. Sushila suggests you can include proteins (sprouts, dals, eggs, fish etc.) in your diet to keep the GI intact.

Do things you love

Put your tennis shoes on. Dust off your old bicycle. Pull out your swimming trunks. What could be more fun than enjoying what you do and in the bargain, looking great too! Shweta loves to dance and thinks its one of the best ways to remain fit.

If you do not find time to hit the gym, do some brisk walking everyday. An after-meal walk, taking the stairs instead of the lift, an outdoor activity such as playing with your kid on the beach, can do wonders to counteract those calories.

Simple bending and stretching exercises for as little as 20 minutes a day, helps to keep your metabolism going. If you are more enthusiastic, get a proper workout at the gym, like actor Salil Ankola, who follows a strict 6-day gym regime.

Fitness expert and nutritionist Vandana Talwalkar says, "You can alternate between cardio exercises and weight training to burn fat." You can even join a group kickboxing or a spinning class along with your friends she suggests. It’s a fun way to say good-bye to those calories. Vandana stresses that a warm up is essential before you begin any form of gym exercise.

Yoga, the new age fitness mantra

Shilpa Shetty loves to gorge on mithais during Diwali. This svelte and sexy actor gives a lot of credit to yoga, apart from a strict fitness regime, to keep her body toned. Yoga helps you to achieve a fine balance between your mind, body and soul.

		Enchanted Director : Kevin Lima Cast : Amy Adams, Patrick Dempsey, Susan Sarandon, James Mardsen, Timothy Spall.
Disney has pulled off a bit of a doozy with this amusing parody of its own oeuvre. Ostensibly a freewheeling blend of the Snow White, Cinderella and Sleeping Beauty fairytales, Enchanted begins in conventional, animated Disney territory where Giselle is being courted by Edward, her Prince Charming. His witchy mother, however, has an evil scheme on the boil and banishes Giselle to twenty-first century New York City. At this juncture, the film flits from animation to live action just as Giselle (now Amy Adams), dressed to the nines in a flowing ball gown, emerges from a manhole into a world of bustling humanity. Her first real-world encounter is with divorce lawyer Robert Philip (Patrick Dempsey), who, despite sensing correctly that she’s well away with the fairies, relents to her request for shelter and begins to fall for the scatty lass. When Edward eventually appears (in the guise of James Marsden), Giselle is left facing a typically predictable rom-com dilemma. At first glance, Kevin Lima’s contemporary urban fantasy looks hideously twee. It’s only when the story hits the streets of New York City and Adams starts hamming it up that we start seeing the fruits of a grand spoof. Giselle is clearly on another planet; she swans around singing inane songs and delivering amusingly mundane fantasy lingo in a shrill voice. Had Adams not hammed-up her performance to such a degree and, more pertinently, had the film taken itself seriously, one might otherwise have felt compelled to torch the screen. Instead, Enchanted is one of the better family films of this year.

The Nanny Diaries

The Nanny Diaries
Director : Shari Springer Berman & Robert Pulcini
Cast :

Scarlett Johansson, Laura Linney, Paul Giamatti, Chris Evans, Alicia Keys.


Fascinated by the pecking order in Upper East Side Manhattan, aimless graduate Annie Braddock (Scarlett Johansson) spies an opportunity when she’s mistaken for a nanny. Moving from New Jersey to take up a post in a rich household, she soon gets a bird’s-eye view thanks to her preening employer, Mrs X (Laura Linney). Looking after son Grayer is just the first of Annie’s tasks as her boss’s demanding nature becomes apparent. Annie has to cancel her personal life, and woe betide her if she forms a relationship.

If it sounds familiar, it should: Annie’s unreasonable, socially powerful boss is much like Meryl Streep’s character in The Devil Wears Prada. But The Nanny Diaries doesn’t have the perky pacing or witty punch of last year’s hit chick flick. The tone is confused: Annie has daydreams about flying up into the sky like Mary Poppins (one of many references to the iconic nanny film), but these aren’t whimsical enough to deliver.

Johansson is merely capable as the slightly frumpy Annie. Saving the day is Linney as the socialite who has it all – apart from the attention of her distant husband (Paul Giamatti). She makes simple scenes genuinely affecting, belying her icy exterior with a hint of excitement when dressing up for an anniversary date you know is going to leave her crestfallen. The conclusion is trite, but Linney’s performance helps this comedy – based on a novel by two nannies – feel like a credible peek behind very expensive curtains.

The Golden Compass

The Golden Compass
Director : Chris Weitz
Cast :

Nicole Kidman, Dakota Blue Richards, Danile Craig, Ian McKellen, Sam Elliott, Ian McShane, Eva Green.


Bland and bereft of magic, New Line’s corporate sanitisation of Philip Pullman’s exciting, provocative fantasy novel, The Northern Lights, strips the book of its humanity and soul.
Just as the church-like Magisterium and the glacially glamorous Mrs Coulter (Nicole Kidman) are rumoured to be severing pre-pubescent children from their animal daemons (an external “familiar” representing their inner soul), so this clinical dissection of Pullman’s vividly imagined parallel world cuts away the warm flesh and leaves only the bare bones.

While zeppelins float above an alternate Oxford’s dreaming spires, wilful 12-year-old orphan Lyra Belacqua (Dakota Blue Richards) swears to rescue her kitchen-boy friend Roger from his child-cutter abductors. Lyra’s epic quest takes her to the frozen wastes of the Arctic Circle. Here, with the help of Lord Faa’s good-hearted Gyptians, ferocious ice bear Iorek Byrnison (voiced by Ian McKellen), cowboy aeronaut Lee Scoresby (Sam Elliott), witch queen Serafina Pekkala (Eva Green) and a precious truth-telling instrument called an alethiometer, she confronts her enemies: the corrupt king of the ice bears, Ragnar Sturlusson (Ian McShane), the cruel Mrs Coulter (Kidman and hordes of Tartar henchmen.

What’s missing is a sense of Lyra’s exhilarating but perplexing journey from childhood innocence to incipient adulthood. In the book, we see everything from Lyra’s point-of-view, sharing her sense of wonder, her doubts and fears, her love for her shape-shifting daemon Pantalaimon. As with the scary Mrs Coulter, the film should possess “a scent of grown-upness, something disturbing and enticing at the same time”. Instead, it’s a synthetic product that lacks the subversive tang of Pullman’s source novel.

Eastern Promises

Eastern Promises
Director : David Cronenberg
Cast :

Viggo Mortenson, Naomi Watts, Vincet Cassel, Armin Mueller-Stahl.


Just as the shivering ghost of Francis Ford Coppola’s Godfather hovers over the gruesome opening barbershop murder in David Cronenberg’s impressive, if flawed, London-set mafia thriller, so can you can detect the influence of Paul Schrader in the samurai-ethics of its novitiate hero, Nikolai (an outstanding Viggo Mortensen), a chauffeur with useful taxidermy skills, whose formidable forbearance and steely-strength mark him out as a man of ambitions. Good influences on a great director, undoubtedly; but as Cronenberg’s thoughtful, atmospheric, meticulously-directed and slyly analytical film progresses – and as Nik becomes torn between his feelings for feisty midwife Anna (Naomi Watts) and duty to boss Semyon (Armin Muller-Stahl) whom she enlists to translate the diary of a dead Russian prostitute – it’s magpie intelligence make your body ache for shots of pure Cronenberg.

When they come – and they do, not least in the sordid symphony of slips, steel, blood and bare-flesh Cronenberg choreographs Nikolai doing gut-wrenchingly realistic battle with Chechen rivals on the wet tiles of Finsbury baths – it’s a pleasurable shock. It’s fascinating to watch Cronenberg apply his uniquely transgressive, dualist gaze to the Thameside alleys, velveteen private clubs and the psychological battles and shady internecine struggles of old and new Londoners. But his is a morally-complex vision seemingly at odds with that of the script provided by Steve Knight, whose penchant for mechanistic and self-cancelling moral correspondences and ambiguities provides a birth for every death, for every racial, social or moral presumption, a clever qualification, reversal or inversion. The marriage of the two minds – the one fissive, the other more domesticated and politically correct – has produced a slightly hesitant, slightly undercharacterised and gently compromising, hybrid: an oddly diplomatic dip into the demi-mondes lurking behind London doorways, lacks either the immersive compulsion of his first London film Spider or the graphic power of his similarly-themed A History of Violence. Yet, Eastern Promises offers something new and intriguing from Cronenberg, an ironic but undeniably romantic comment on the uncertain return on moral capital.

I Know Who Killed Me

I Know Who Killed Me
Director : Chris Siverston
Cast :

Lindsay Lohan, Julia Ormond, Neal McDonough.


Now would be the perfect moment for Lindsay Lohan to knock us out with the kind of performance she’s capable of. As it happens, the bizarre thriller I Know Who Killed Me is ten times more fascinating as an accidental piece of private exposure, one that ends with Lohan literally digging her own grave to find another dark-haired, husky starlet staring up at her.

A hallucinatory psychodrama that owes a great deal to David Lynch’s Mulholland Drive, the movie has Lohan straddling two roles (as in life): Good girl Aubrey, a piano student and football player’s crush, suffers a particularly gruesome abduction that costs her an arm and a leg; she then takes on the identity of bad girl Dakota, a former pole dancer and man-eater. Aubrey’s parents tear themselves apart during her unravelling, detectives scowl, and “Dakota” decides to hobble her way to her torturer’s identity.

The imagery is filled with feverish symbols of lost potency: multiple hand-loppings, a hairless cat, Lohan’s own excessive profanity and desperate grinding. This will undoubtedly be the key film of her career: a scared expression of total meltdown