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Shahrukh Khan at Filmfare 2005

2008-04-27T23:58:00.001+07:00

Tera jodi

2008-04-14T14:44:00.003+07:00

SRK and Kajol video

2008-04-01T17:09:00.001+07:00

Sexy Shahrukh khan

2008-04-01T16:57:00.000+07:00

Shahrukh khan interview Holi 2008

2008-04-01T16:19:00.001+07:00

who is no. 1 now

2008-03-25T22:13:00.002+07:00

We all know that Shah Rukh Khan will be hosting the new game show Kya Aap Paanchvi Pass Se Tez Hain ? and the prize money is Rs. five crores. But do you know what amount is SRK getting for testing our knowledge? It is believed to be a whopping 40 crores. The mobile giant Airtel will be sponsoring the amount.

It's one of the biggest deals between two of the country's biggest brands - Airtel and Shah Rukh Khan.

Shah Rukh being the brand ambassador of Airtel, would be getting even bigger returns.

Shah Rukh was apparently paid Rs 25 crore for hosting his previous show KBC, but this time the figure has almost doubled.

Most branding experts feel that Shah Rukh may be looking at something more than just money. The show will help him reach the children as well, who are the prime target audiences for the entertainment industry. So who is no. 1 now, Mr Aamir Khan?

SRK and Om Shanti om

2008-03-18T03:27:00.001+07:00

SRK and Om Shanti om
Friday night, after the wedding of Anil Deshmukh, Prive, witnessed a sight any Movie lovers would give an arm for….Shah Rukh Khan, wife Gauri Khan, director Karan Johar and Preity Zinta in a hot foursome dance number.
It so happened Shah Rukh and Gauri came into Prive with their gang of close friends comprising Karan Johar, Kajal Anand, Preity Zinta, Mehr Jessia, Manish Malhotra, Maheep and Sanjay Kapoor among others. They came in directly after attending Riteish’s brother Amit’s reception, followed by dinner at Tetsuma. The four Bollywood celebrities danced on top of table-tops and grooved to a mixture of English and Hindi music until early in the morning.
No need to mention that the crowd was thrilled to have them amongst them. No one bothered them for autographs or photographs. They just watched them letting their hair down and enjoying themselves. The group only left when Prive was shutting its doors at 3 am.

Kajol and SRK

2008-03-17T03:15:00.006+07:00

The Next SRK Movie News

After KANK, Karan Johar is once again back on director’s seat. Though, highly criticized for his last movie, Kabhi Alvida Na Kehna for preaching infelditiy, KJo (yes, he is not any more known as Karan) seems to finally got out from the criticism web. He has just finalized the working title for his new movie - Khan which deals with social issues and terrorism. Well, finally he seems to be growing and making some sensible movies.
No points for guessing the actor though. His family, brother, love or whatever he calls, the lead will be played by Shah Rukh Khan. Shah Rukh Khan will be seen is totally new getup of “KHAN”. As the movie deals with social problems faced by NRIs & Pakistani people living in US/UK, SRK will be given totally new looking. No more those candy floss love stricken or love craving looks. As reported, KJo (aren’t you still used to it ?) is making rounds of various NRI communities, NGOs in New York doing heavy research upon the subject.
The movie will also hold the terrorism plots and its aftermath both upon the victims and the terrorist family & community. As usual, the movie will be shot mostly in New York and London.
Now the best part, after making numerous rounds and lots of story sessions, KJo has finally got his favorite actress Kajol too onboard. So after K3G, once again we will be seeing SRK & Kajol sharing same screen space (not just blink & miss scenes).

The movie is slated to be released somewhere in August next year.

SRK Biography

2008-03-12T15:32:00.000+07:00

My mother was born and brought up in Hyderabad. She was a strong and beautiful woman. She resemble Waheeda Rehman. My father also was extremely handsome. I don't think I'm good-looking but they were a very good-looking couple. The met incidentally under strange circumstances. Injured in a car accident, my mother needed blood. My father who happened to be at the hospital at that time gave her blood. In this process of helping my mother to revive, they fell in love. And though my father was about eleven years older than my mother, her family consented because he had sort of saved the family. In bringing up my sister Shehnaz and me, my parents never made any difference, though I think my sister was closed to my parents because she is six years older to me. I was born at a time when my parents weren't doing well financially. But I don't remember facing any hardship on that account. My father was a chief engineer. My mother was a social worker, a first class magistrate. She had studied in Oxford. She was among the first few Muslim women to have achieved so much. She has been an executive magistrate for the longest tenure recorded. She used to deal with juvenile delinquents. I was not a stubborn kid.

But if I wanted something badly enough I would go out and get it. I was exposed to the Ram Leela, I acted in it as one of the monkey. I wrote short stories.. shairis.. my father made me recite them. I remember once there was this aunt who wore horrendously pink lipstick and I composed a corny poem in praise of her lipstick. I think she was secretly pleased. My parents let me do my own thing, they only wanted me to do well in my studies...which I did. There were no restrictions. I could sleep at any time, go out anytime. If I bashed up some child's teeth, my father saw to it that I dealt with the child's father myself... I realized that parents weren't authority but they were friends. I would imitate Mumtaz, I would mimic people. I'm doing all this even today. And guess what? I'm being paid handsomely for it.

An outgoing kind of person, mom took a lot of initiative in everything. I remember when my father was ill, he had cancer for eight months, we lost everything we had. One injection used to cost about Rs 5000 and we had to organise about 23 injections in ten days. It was an expensive affair and our business went down. At that time my mother would work day and night. She would get the money some way. She really looked after my father. After his death in '81 she revived his business and ran it proficiently. I inherited workaholism from her. She never said no to anything. Like when I went to college, I said I wanted a car. And the next day, there was a car outside. She never forced me to do anything. She never even forced me to take over the big business that we had finally when she died.

When I told her I wanted to act, join films she did not stop me. I wanted to do my masters in film making. I was very good. I had got admission in NSD. I didn't want to do it but she told me, "just get admission". So I gave my admission test and got in. I remember I used to be very bad in Hindi. I would get zero on ten. And she used to tell me, "If you get ten on ten, I'll take you for a film". And from that day to date I have topped in Hindi at all times I remember the first film she took me to see was Dev Anand's Joshilaa. Her favourite actors were Bishwajeet and Joy Mukherji.

I think I inherited my sense of humour from my father, who too had a lot of respect for women. I remember once I had gone and blown somebody's letterbox. And this south indian lady came down and complained to my father, "Your son troubles my daughter". He looked at her and said, "If she is as pretty as you are and if I was as young as my son, I'd probably do the same thing". She started laughing. He said it so gently and nicely. He was very respectful to women because he had an older sister and a mother whom he was very close to. He taught me how to be gentle with women. When my father died, I didn't cry. I thought it was heroic. I was one of the pall-bearers, I thought I had become a little big man. But I felt cheated despite the fact that he had prepared me for his death... And my mother's death made me realize that nothing is permanent. I stopped hoping for anything. I cried a lot. Nothing shocks me anymore.

It was the most painful moment of my life, when my mother died in my arms. She had become alright and suddenly she died. Just like Dad. Her blood had become septic. It was very painful. The first time I prayed to God was when she lay dying. I never prayed, that's the kind of family we were. A Muslim family that never forced you to pray. And it was the first time, I really prayed, but she died all the same.

I imbibed my basic values from her, learned a number of things from my mother. Like never cut down on your expenditure, increase your income. That's why I'm a spendthrift. Never acquire or want anything that has a bad feeling in it. In Urdu it is called manhoosiyat. Like if you ask someone for money and he says, "nahin yaar kal de dunga," just forget it. That's the reason why I still have not touched my mother's money. Because I know she would not want it that way. I only took a television set she had given me last when I came to Bombay. My property, my business, my cars, everything is still in Delhi. I haven't taken anything because if she's not there to give it to me, I don't want it. And she'll be happy if I don't take them and instead get the all on my own. She also taught me not to hurt anyone. Like I said she would slap people if she got angry with them, but she would love them at the same time. Neither she nor my father have ever hit me. They were very gentle people. My mother behaved like a true friend, when I told her I wanted to marry Gauri. Is she Muslim or Chinese? Nothing was asked.

My mother taught me how to act, some really sweet expressions. But what's most important, she has given me my present philosophy of life. She has taught me that nothing is permanent, including herself. So, enjoy what you have this moment, for it can be taken away from you the next. Everything is transient. That is why I don't give a damn to anything. It's a very macho way of putting it. But the whole rationale is that if she could be taken away from me, then everything else can be taken away also. If I can leave with her absence then I can live with the absence of stardom, money or anything. And that is the closest you can come to being contended, you die. People say the only cure for life is death. May be at that moment, that one second, when all thoughts of worry leave your mind, you die. I kept giving my mother a lot of worry, so she couldn't die. I kept pleading, "please don't go".

I still believe she's there and she looks over me. Otherwise I would not have had all that I have. She is my STD to God because there is nothing in this world that I want and I don't get. I don't ask for anything for myself because she wouldn't like it. But whenever I have to pray for someone who is poor, unwell or sad, I just tell my mother and I'm sure she does something because most of the time something good works out. Whenever I'm very happy I cry, because I can't share my happiness with her.

My sister Shehnaz is very naïve and sweet. She is also very spoilt and pampered. I love her a lot. I've grown in her shadow, as she was the older child in the house. I'd look up to her. She is very quite now, after my parents demise. She stays with me. She is an educated girl. She has done a management course; she used to work as an officer for the Indira Gandhi memorial. She has also done her MBA in psychology. She was extremely affected by our father's death. I was younger, so I think I got over Dad's death sooner. By the time she accepted our Dad's absence, our mother died. She went through a bad phase. She is my only connection to my parents. I see my father and mother in her. I keep telling Shehnaz, "you are just like mummy". Even she has her fits of anger. My mother still remains with me and my mother always taught me to work, she said, "it will help to tide you over anything". I retained that. As for my sister, before she could pick up this invaluable lesson, our mother expired. So she got very clammed. She was an outgoing girl before, now she has become very quite and silent. I still look up to her.

My one regret is that my mother never really saw my work as an actor. She wasn't there when I won my first award. No, but she must have seen it. I miss her a lot. I think she is a star. Whenever I feel too sad, I just go to the terrace and cry. And I know she is watching me from somewhere. Because I wouldn't be what I am, had it not been for her blessings.

Gauri's parents were dead against the marriage. Her mother had threatened to commit suicide. Her father called me over and said it wouldn't work out. For six years, we carried on our relationship clandestinely. Once I even went to her birthday party incognito. I used the name I was falled in Fauji - Abhimanyu. Her parents innocently remarked that I looked like a distant relative of Mr Dilip Kumar. But when they got to know my identity later, all hell broke loose.

The're a typical Punjabi family. I was told that one of her uncle are very aggro. He kept a sword hidden in his underclothes. But when I got to know him he turned out to be a lamb. I managed to patao all her relatives one by one. I would take Gauri's cousins to the disco. Gradually everyone liked me and all her mamas and mamis kept assuring me that her parents would come around.

Things weren't working out, Gauri was locked up at home, she would keep on telling me, "Shah Rukh, you don't know my parents.. you take things so lightly" and I would tell her that things would be allright. I'd tell her that 10 years down the line, we'd be laughing about all the trying times. And that's just what we do today. Sometimes in the nights, we sit and think about all that had happened and have a good laugh. But at one point, the pressure did get to Gauri. She felt that I was stifling her with my possessiveness..

At one point of time, I was extremely possessive about Gauri. I would fight with her if she wore a swimsuit to the pool or even if she left her hair loose. She looked very pretty when she opened her hair and I didn't want other boys to look at her. It was basically insecurity because we couldn't talk about our relationship. We didn't meet so often. But I was extremely insanely possessive.

Eventually she could not take it. She needed a break. So in 89, she just came down to Mumbai with her friend without telling me. When I got to know I was frantic. The day before she left, she came to meet me. It was her birthday and I had decorated my room with balloons and bought her a lot of presents. When she came to meet me she cried and I thought maybe she was overwrought because of all the tension. I confided in my friends Ashish and Benny. I told my mother about it.. she told me to go and bring back the girl I loved. She gave me Rs.10,000 and we all came to Mumbai. We spent the first two days at a friend's house. The rest of the time we slept on the footpath near Oberoi. I still remember we used to wash up in the Taj, the bathroom behind 1900's was being done up at that time and we used to sneak in early mornings for a wash.

We spent most of the time walking around looking for her everywhere especially the beaches. Gauri loves beaches. But I didn't know much about Bombay then. On our last day, here a met s Sardar taxiwala who spoke to us about Aksa beach. We took a chance and went there. By then we had run out of money. I had sold off my camera too. The cab dropped us to Aksa and we were left with 20 odd rupees. Then someone told us of a beach called Gorai. So we took a ferry across, searched a lot but couldn't find her. And then when we were coming back by rickshaw to reah the ferry on time, around 12, I heard some people shouting. The rickshaw driver told us it was a private beach (I was describing her to people, telling them about her hair, saying she's a friend and I've lost her. I used to love her hairstyle. But she cut it just to spite me). I told the rickshaw driver to take me to this beach. So we went and there she was. Standing in the water, wearing a T-shirt. By then it didn't matter even if she wasn't wearing anything. She came over and we hugged, and cried. It was then that I realised I was being unreasonably possessive. I also realised that no one could ever love Gauri the way I loved her and that gave me tremendous confidence.

Our wedding took place in the strangest circumstances. We had already rung up Gauri's parents from her aunt's place and told them that we were married. Pandemonium broke loose, her mother stopped eating and the whole atmosphere at their place was like a house in mourning. I entered to meet her father. I felt guilty. I think when I spoke to them they realised that they had no other go but to take this risk. I really identify with this feeling when I do a film like Dilwale Dulhaniya Le Jaayenge.

I can understand Gauri's parents apprehension. After all they were a Punjabi joint family. About 15 people and Gauri was the youngest, the most sheltered one. Imagineshe anounces that she wants to get married to this ruffled looking guy belonging to the wrong religion having a wrong attitude and working in the wrong profession. There wasn't a right thing going for me. I don't blame them. They may have thought that any day they would have got a better deal for Gauri. Let's put it this way. If my daughter brought in somebody like me, I would hit the ceiling.

Her parents had seen me on television and were quite fond of me. But they thought my name was Abhimanyu and then they got to know that I am Shah Rukh Khan. Then her brother would keep on threatening me in his best Amrish Puri voice "Keep away from my sister of else..." Finally when I saw him I was in for a shock.

Kal Ho Naa Ho Lyrics

2008-03-12T14:35:00.000+07:00

Kal Ho Naa Ho

har ghadi badal rahi hai roop zindagi

chaav hai kabhi kabhi hai dhoop zindagi

har pal yahan

jee bhar jiyo jo hai sama

kal ho naa ho

chaahe jo tumhe poore dil se

milta hai who mushkil se

aisa jo koi kahin hai

bas vahi sabse hasin hai

us haath ko tum thaam lo

woh meherbaan kal ho naa ho

har pal yahan jee bhar jiyo

jo hai sama kal ho naa ho

palko ke leke saaye

paas koi jo aaye

lakh sambhalo paagal dil ko

dil dhadke hi jaaye

par sochio is pal hai jo

who dastaan kal ho naa ho

har pal yahan jee bhar jiyo

jo hai sama kal ho naa ho

Maahi ve

Maahi ve Maahi ve that’s the way maahi ve

tere maathe jhumar damke

tere kaano baali chamke hai re maahi ve

tere haatho kangana khanke

tere pairo payal chance hai re maahi ve

naino se bole raba raba

mann mein dole raba raba

amrut ghole raba raba

tu soniye

jind maahi ve soni soni aaja maahi ve

everybody sing soni soni aaja maahi ve

tere aankhen kaali kaali

tera gora gora mukhda hai re maahi ve

tera rangat jaise sona

tu chaand ka jaise tukda hai re maahi ve

tere gaal gulabi raba raba

chall sharabi raba raba

dil ki kharabi raba raba

tu soniye

jind maahi ve soni soni aaja maahi ve

everybody sing soni soni aaja maahi ve

barse rangini kaliyan hai mehki bhini bhini

baje mann mein halke halke shehnaiya re

jitne hai tare aanchal mein aa gaye sare

dil ne jaise hi li angdayee re

tu jo aayee sajhke mehndi rajke

cha bajke oh soniye

dil kitno ka khaye dhajke oh soniye

jind maahi ve soni soni aaja maahi ve

everybody sing soni soni aaja maahi ve

chanda meri chanda tujhe kaise mein yeh samjhaoon

mujhe lagti hai tu kitni pyaari re

khushiya jitni hai, sab dhoondh dhoondh ke laoon

teri doli ke sang kar do sari re

tu jo aaye sajhke mehndi rajke

cha bajke oh soniye

jind maahi ve soni soni aaja maahi ve

everybody sing soni soni aaja maahi ve

Is the Time to Disco

dil hai mera deewana kya

kehta hai ab ghabrana kya

taal pe jab jhoome badan

hichichana sharmana kya

khul ke jhoomon khul ke gaao

aaoo aaoo yeh khul ke kaho

it’s the tima to disco

kaun mile kis kisko

it’s the time to disco

balkhaata hai badan aisi jo taal hai

saanson mein chalti hain aandhiyaan

behkata hai yeh maan ab to yeh haal hai

masti mein khoye hain hum yahaan

tum bhi khoke, mast hoke

koi tike toh khul ke kaho

it’s the time to disco

keh do milo jis jisco

it’s the time to disco

josh mein naachti rangeen shaam hai

bin piye jhoomta hai sama

hosh ka ab yahaan bholo kya kaam hai

tez hain dhadkhane dil javaan

aur hai kehna to khul ke kaho

it’s the time to disco

samjho zara tum disco

it’s the time to disco

Kuch To Hua Hai

kuch to hua hai

kuch ho gaya hai

do chaar din se lagta hai jaise

sab kuch alag hai

sab kuch naya hai

kuch to hua hai

kuch ho gaya hai

cheezein mein rakh ke

bhool jati hai

bekhayali mein gungunati hoon

ab akele mein mushkuraati hoon

badli hui si meri ada hai

kuch tohua hai kuch ho gaya

pighla pighla hai dil mera jabse

achcha rehta hain mood bhi tab se

haske milta hoon aaj kal sab se

khush ho gaya hai jo bhi mila hai

kuch to hua hai

kuch ho gaya hai

rang chamkilay saare lagte hai

raah mein bikhre tare lagte hai

phool a zyaada pyaare lagte hai

mehki hui si jaisi hawa hai

kuch to hua hai kuch ho gaya hai

dhyaan ab apna zyaada rakhta hoon

sochta hoon main kaise lagta hoon…

kaise yeh chehra aisa khila hai

kuch to hua hai kuch ho gaya hai

yeh nasha jisme dono rehte hai

yeh lehar jisme dono behte hai

ho na ho isko pyaar kehte hai

pyaar mila to

dil kho gaya hai

kuch to hua hai kuch ho gaya hai

Kal Ho Naa Ho (sad)

soni banno chan si chamke

mathe uthe jhumar damke

palka uth diya net hum thum ke

main vari java

tu vekh lai aj raj ke

apne sariyan nu

cheti apne nahi mil de

ja banno pave khushiyaan te dil dariyaan tu

pave armaan sab dil de

tum ho gham ko chupaye

main hoon sar ko jhukaye

tum bhi chup ho

main bhi chup hoon

kaun kise samjhaaye

ab dooriyan itni hain to

milna yahan kal ho naa ho

sach hai ke dil to dukha hai

hamne magar socha hai

dil ko hai gham kyon

aankh hai nam kyon

hona hi tha jo hua hai

us baat ko jaane bhi do

jiska nishaan kal ho naa ho

Pretty Woman

maine jise abhi abhi dekha hai

kaun hai who anjaani

who hai koi kali ya koi kiran

ya hai koi kahaani

use jitna dekhoon

utna sochoon

kya use main keh doon

pretty woman

dekho dekho naa

pretty woman

dekhte ho naa

pretty woman

tum bhi kaho naa…

pretty woman

yo pretty woman

listen up girl

when you feel this way

don’t you see the sunshine

coming out today

you got to feel it right

just like day after night

don’t let the sunshine out of your sight

cause I can feel you

can you feel it

when I say that

I can feel you here

can you feel me

when I say that

I am crazy about you

pretty woman

sone ka rang hai

sheeshe ka ang hai

jo dekhe dang hai…kya kahoon

hairaan main bhi hoon

yeh kya andaaz hai

itna kyun naaz hai

iska kya raaz hain kya kahoon

who to pal mein khush hai pal mein khafa

badle who rang har ghadi

par job hi dekhoon roop uska

lagti hain pyaari badi

use jitna dekhoon utna sochoon

kya use main keh doon

pretty woman

dekhon dekha naa

pretty woman (2x)

dekhte hon naa

pretty woman (2x)

tum bhi kaho naa…

aankhon mein hai nashaa

zulpon mein hai ghata

pehle hamne ada yeh haseen

dekhi na thi kahin

dekhi joy eh pari

masti dil mein bhari

hai yeh jaadoogari ya nahi

naa to jaanu kya hain naam, naa jaanu main pata

par itna hai maine jaana

jise dekhle ek nazar bhar ke

usko karde who deewana

use jitna dekhoon utna sochoon

kya use main keh doon

pretty woman dekho dekho naa

pretty woman

dekhte ho naa

pretty woman

tum bhi kaho na…

Veer-Zaara lyrics

2008-03-07T17:39:00.000+07:00

Main Yahaan Hoon

Janam dekhe lo met gayi duriya
Mein yahaan hoon yahaan hoon yahaan
Janam dekhe lo met gayi duriya
Main yahaan hoon( yahaan hoon) 2x
Kaisi sarhade kaise majbooriya
Main yahaan hoon (yahaan hoon)2x
Tum chupana sakogi mein wo raaz hoon
Tum bhulana sagogi wo andaaz hoon
Gunjta hoon jo dilmein to hai rahoo kyu
Mein tumhare hi dilki to awaaz hoon
Sar sako to suno dhadkhanno ki zawan
Main yahaan hoon (yahaan hoon)2x
Kaise sarhade kaise majbooriya
Main yahaan hoon (yahaan hoon)2x
Main hi main ab tumhare khayalon main hoon
Mein jawan wo mein hoon, mein sawaalo mein hoon
Mein tumhare hair it khwab mein hoon bassa
Mein tumhari nazar ke ujhalo mein hoon
Dekhti ho mujhe dekhti ho jahan
Mein yahaan hoon yahaan
Hoon yahaan hoon yahaan
Janam dekhe lo met gayi duriya
Mein yahaan hoon yahaan hoon yahaan
Kaisi sarhade kaise majbooriya
Main yahaan hoon (yahaan hoon)2x
Main yahaan hoon (yahaan hoon)2x

Yeh Hum Aa Gaye Hain Kahaan

Lehrati hayi rahe khone huye hai bahe
Yeh hum aa gaye hai kahaan
Palko pe gehra halke ke reshmi thundel ke
Yeh hum aa gaye hai kahaan
Aa….Yeh hum aa gaye hai kahaan
Wo dekho zara parbaton pe ghataye
Hamare dastan hole se sunaye
Suno to zara yeh phulon ki waadi
Hamari dikhayi kahani hai sunati
Sapno ke is magar mein,
yaadon ke rehe guzar mein
Yeh hum aa gaye hai kahaan
Aa….Yeh hum aa gaye hai kahaan
Jo raho mehek rutne sora bhi khera
Sunehra wo aap tera mera sawera
Zamin su gayi barf ki chad lo mein
Baas ik aag si chalti hai do dilon mein
Hawayyen san sanaye badan ka bhujaye
Yeh hum aa gaye hai kahaan
Haan yeh hum aa gaye hai kahaan
Yeh barsaat wi kab hamea kaun jaane
Tumhe mil gaye pyar ke sau bahane
Sitaro ki hai jaise baraat nayi
Hamare bhi jil milaye /Lilmen diye jalaye
Yeh hum aa gaye hai kahaan
Aa….Yeh hum aa gaye hai kahaan
Haan yeh hum aa gaye hai kahaan

Hum To Bhai Jaise Hain

Hum to bhai jaise hain waise rahenge
aap koi khushwa hoya ho kahan
hum nahin baatlenge aapni aada
shamja na shamje koi ang yehin kahenge
humto ke jaise hai waise rahenge
hem hum dilki shehzadi hai marzi ki malka
haan hum dilki shehzadi hai marzi ki malka
sar pea a chal kyu radhe ghalka to dhalka
aap ka koi khush ho ya koi ruthe
is baat parchahe arbaat tute
Hum to kei jaise hain waise rahenge
hamen shokh mehendi kana shehnayi kahe
hamare liye to aapna ghar ki bhalla hai
suntan agarho to sun le taari lagta nahin
kabhi aam honge rahe
Hum to bhai jaise hain waise rahenge
hum nahin baatlenge aapni aada
shamje na shamje koi ang yehin kahenge
Hum to bhai jaise hain waise rahenge

Do Pal
Do pal rukha khwabon ka gharwa
aur phir chal diye tu kahan hum kahan
do pal ki thi yeh dilon ki dastan
aur phir chal diye tu kahan hum kahan
tum the kithi koi ujli kiran, tum the ya koi kaali
muskayi thi / tum the ya sapno ka
sawan tum the ke khushiyon ki gatha chayi ki
tum the ke tha koi bhool khila
tum the ya mila tha mujhe ya yahan
do pal rukha khwabon ka gharwa
aur phir chal diye tum kahan hum kahan
do pal ki thi yeh dilon ki dastan
aur phir chal diye tu kahan hum kahan
tum the ya khushbu hawwao mein tikh
thum the ya rang sari des aa mein the
tum the ya roshni raho mein thi
tum the mile ya mili thi manzile
tum the ke ka jadu barah koi shama
do pal rukha khwabon ka gharwa
aur phir chal diye tum kahan hum kahan
do pal ki thi yeh dilon ki dastan
aur phir chal diye tu kahan hum kahan

Kyun Hawa

Kyun hawa aj jiyo ghar rehi hai
kyun hawa aaj yun ghar rehi hai
kyu fiza rang chalka rehi hai
mere dil baata aaj hona rehi hai
chandni dine kyu cha rehi hai
zindagi kis taraf jha rehi hai
meri dil baata kya hai silsila
kyun hawa aaj yun ghar rehi hai
ghar rehi hai…..ghar rehi hai
jahan tak bhi jaye nigahen
barashte hai jaise ujhale
saji aaj kyu hai rahe
khile phool kyu hai nirale
khushbu kaisi yeh behrehi hai
dhadkane jaane kya kehreti hai
mere dil baat yeh kahani hai kya
kyun hawa aaj yun ghar rehi hai
ghar rehi hai……….ghar rehi hai
yeh kiska hai chehra jise mein
har ek phool mein dekhta hoon
yeh kiski hai aawaz jisko
na sun ke bhi mein sun raha hoon
kaisi yeh aa hat ne aa rahi hai
kaise yeh khwab dikhla rahi hai
mere dil baata kaun hai ya raha
kyun hawa aaj yun ghar rehi hai
ghar rehi hai……….ghar rehi hai
Aisa Des Hai Mera
Ooo…aambar that tarti wasdi
ke the har raat hashti ho…
kina sona desh hai mera desh hai mera
desh hai mera desh hai mera…
dharti sumehri aambar nila ho….
har mausam rangila…
aisa des hai mera ho…aisa des hai mera ho
aisa des hai mera ho…aisa desh hai mera ho
Bol paapi khoyal gaye…(2x)
sawan ghirge aaye…aisa desh hai mera ho
aisa desh hai mera

Lodi
Haye…haye…haye…
jo aage lodi we (aha)
pana lo jodi we (aha)
kalayi koi lutha mo…
haza mein chodi mein
na jaa mein chodi mein
juth na boli we (ho)
tu barna joli we (ho)
tu dhunde kayi thi kasme
ik ik doli we (ho)2x
lo aage lodi we (aha)
pana lo jodi we (aha) 2x
we…oho…ho…
tere qurban jamma teri marzi jaan jamma
to harbat mann jamma, teri soniye hoi…
tere qurban jamma
haan! tenu mein jaan diya khwub pehehaan diya
milna jo mujhko hai baat tujhko kasam
baat kuch gal ha meriya
tenu mein chand diya, khwub pehehaan diya
(hoi…hoi jinde riye / ho hoi chun liya)
Reff.
sham hote hin naat yaara de
dost da pina doobb suraj ko
baadha dabli doob hai koi jeena
(aat thangi haye yeh teri, kya
mein rakh kanga aaj pilu
bhul kal se meina chat kanga)
haan…jo ab sham hogi
to sidhe ghar jayenge ha…ha…
tere qurban jamma, tere qurban jamma
(hoi rang na, mere nakh na oi bang da
mere sajna / bin wei riye oi giri soniye ho…)
Reff.
tenu hardin dekhti hoon, teed de patte
husse pyare, tenu panje chit kitte satte kyu?
aashq lu aapna hogi, ae sinatani
aap to hunge to hi patte raja aur rani
yind ae meri hogi teri chad patiyare teriya
tenu mein jaan diya khwub pehehaan diya
(hoi…hoi kindegi riye / ho hoi chun wei riya)
jo aa gaye lodi we (aha)
pana lo joli we (aha) kalayi koi utha mo,
haza we soni we (aha) na ja we chodi we
(yut na boli we (aho)yun barna doli we (oho)
Reff.
Kuch maangau yaad tumko, reh nahin paye
lana to tha ik paranda har wale haye
bass ab yeh notebook hai, kis mein likh lunga
yaani ab to tum mangao hogi launga
O sudhar te hi sudharte jayenger
haan haan tere qurban jamma, tere qurban jawan
(soniye baliye…chunliye, heer riye /
sajna, bolna makhna, nakhna)
Aa…chahe badlo, na na badle phir bhi
mere ho…mein tu chahu yaaj numlu tumhi mere ho
ho…ho…ho…heer riye mein, haar janam hoon
ghera hi jogi…tu merit hi, tu meri hai, tu meri hogi
haan tumhare bina yeh kidhar jayenge
honi ab puri hai zaruri mandiya sab ka teriya
tenu mein chand diya, khwub penehaan diya
tere qurban jamma, tere qurban jamma, tere qurban jawan
lo aage lodi we(aha) pana lo jodi we (aha)
kalayi koi utha mo, haza we soni we (aha)
yutna boli we (oho) yuin barna doli we (oho)
tu tune kayi bhi kasme, ik ik doli we (oho ik ik dolo we (oho)

Aaya Tere Dar Par

Aa…aa…aa…aa…
Jo bandish se ki zamane ki tod aaya hoon
mein tere vaste duniya ku chud aaya hoon
Aaya tere sar par diwana (2x)
Aaya ho aaya…aaya tera diwana
Aaya tere sar par diwana (2x)
tera diwana….tera dewana…tera diwana
Aaya tere sar par diwana (2x)
tera diwana (tera) tera diwana (dewana)
tera diwana (tera) tera diwana
tera diwana tera diwana tera diwana
Aaya tere sar par diwana (2x)
yeh hai tera yeh saudai
yeh hai tera shehnayi (2x)
tere ishq mein aise wardhana
Aaya tere sar par diwana (2x)
Reff.
tera jalwa ju pau, mein hargham bhul jaau
(tera jalwa ju mein pau, mein
to har gham bhul jaau)
mera so jo hai hehte na sidna yeh kehte
kahan tu aur kahan mein,
paraya hoon….yahan mein
aa….aa….aa…aa…aa…aa…
ta rang itna agar ho ke mujh par ki nazar ho
naza mitna agar ho, ke mujh par ki nazar ho…
jaano dilwar dhumen zindagi har ghumen
jaise sham ape marda hai parwana…
Aaya tere sar par diwana (2x)
Aaya…aa…ha…ha…ha…
Aaya tere sar par tera hi diwana (2x)
diwana tera…diwana tera….
diwana tera…diwana tera…. diwana tera….
aa….aa….aa… diwana tera….(5x)
aaye ki nazar par diwana diwana diwana
aaya kis mod pe afsana (7x)
Aa…sitam ka yeh waaje tu hai
duniya ki hai rashme nah u
ab inke bass meri
yeh jo duniya ki hai rashme
mhoon ab inke yeh kasme
nahu jhuka dila hai, mujhe
hum kyu mila hai
tu hai mein kya baatau
mohabbat jurm hai kyu
koi ruta hai ghum
aisa hota hai kyu
kyu dil se har ik hai aanjana
aaya kisse mod pe afsana (2x)
yeh kima aur mein hum hai
ussi ke desh mein hum hai
isse apna kahe kisse tera naam
aaya kis mod pe afsana (2x)
Aa…aa…ha…ha…ha…
aaya kisse mod pe mera afsana
afsana mera…. afsana mera (16x)
aaya kisse mod pe afsana afsana afsana
aaya kisse mod pe afsana (3x)

LOVE STORY

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LOVE STORY OF SHAHRUKH KHAN – GAURI

Sama dengan almarhum ayah, kami sangat menghormati perempuan. Suatu saat saya naksir seorang gadis dan meledakkan kotak suratnya. Ibunya datang dan mengeluh pada ayah. Ayah memandangnya penuh perhatian dan berkata, “juka putrimu secantik anda dan jika saya seusia Sharukh, saya mungkin akan melakukannya juga.” Nyonya itu tertewa. Ayah dan Ibu tak pernah memukul saya walaupun bengalnya saya. Tapi saya selalu menghargai perempuan.

Sedangkan ibu saya seperti sahabat. Ketika saya meminta persetujuannya tentang Gauri, dia hanya bertanya. Dia muslim atau Chinese?” tidak ada pertanyaan lain, dia mengajarkan filsafat hidup: bahwa tak ada yang abadi. Jadi nikmati saja hidup ini. Sedangkan orangtua Gauri mati-matian menentang kami. Ibunya mengancam bunuh diri, sedangkan ayahnya langsung mengatakan kepada saya mustahil menikahi putrinya. Saudara Gauri berulang kali mengancam lewat telpon. Suaranya mengerikan! Padahal dia tidak ada tampang pembunuh.

Enam tahun kami pacaran sembunyi-sembunyi. Saya pernah menyamar ke rumah Gauri saat dia ulang tahun dengan memakai nama peran pertama saya dalam film: Fauji Abhimanyu. Begitu tahu identitas saya, mendadak ada kapal pecah!

Mereka keluarga Punjabi yang kolot. Tapi saya berusaha menaklukkan keluarga Gauri satu persatu. Perlahan-lahan mereka menyukai saya. Malah meyakinkan, suatu saat orang tua Gauri pasti setuju. Benarkah? Tampaknya tidak sama sekali!Gauri malah dipingit.

Saya hanya bisa menghibur, saya katakana 10 tahun mendatang kita akan mentertawakan perjuangan kita ini. Dan memang, itulah yang terjadi. Kadang kami mengenangnya sambil tertawa.

NYARIS PUTUS

Hubungan saya dan Gauri tak terlalu mulus. Gauri pernah merasa tertekan karena saya terlalu posesif. Kami bertengkar jika dia memakai baju renang atau membuka kerudung. Saya tak rela Gauri menggerai rambut karena terlihat cantik sekali. Susahnya kami sulit bertemu dan bicara. Maka hubungan kami ini sebenarnya rawan putus.

Saya terlalu mania, dan itu membuatnya takut. Di tahun 1989, Gauri melarikan diri ke Mumbai. Gemetar rasanya badan ini, saya ingat itu hari setelah ulang tahunnya. Kemarin dia syok melihat saya menghiasi kamar saya habis-habisan dengan balon dan bertumpuk hadiah. Dia mungkin merasa saya “sakit”. Dan terlalu memujanya.

Ibu menyuruh saya ke Mumbai dan mengajak pulang Gauri. Dia memberi saya 10 ribu rupee. Bersama dua teman kami pergi. Dua hari kami menginap dirumah teman, dan tidur dipinggir jalan dekat Oberoi. Mandi sembunyi-sembunyi di Taj yang sedang direnovasi.

Mumbai itu luas, saya tak tahu kota ini. Uang pas-pasan dan tak tahu harus kemana. Tapi saya tahu Gauri suka pantai. Semua pantai sudah ditelusuri. Di hari terakhir, kami baru tahu ada satu pantai lagi yang bernama aksa. Uang kami tinggal 20 rupee, saya juga sudah menjual kamera.

Tapi ini pantai pribadi dan Gauri yang kabur memotong rambutnya sebagai penyamaran. Setelah bersusah payah, sampailah kami ke pantai itu. Gauri berdiri di tepi air, mengenakan T-shirt. Sejak saat itu saya tidak mempermasalahkan pakaiannya. Kami berpelukan dan menangis, saya sadar bahwa saya terlalu posesif. Saya juga sadar, tak seorangpun bisa mencintai Gauri sebagaimana saya mencintainya. Ini membuat saya semakin keras memperjuangkan cinta ini.

MENIKAH DIANTARA DEMO

Kami menikah diam-diam, lalu menelpon orangtua Gauri. Kehebohan terjadi! Berita pernikahan ini bagaikan berita kematian. Ibunya mogok makan, dan suasana rumah berkabung! Saya harus masuk menemui ayahnya, kendati tahu resikonya besar sekali. Perasaan saat itu sama seperti saat saya berakting dalam Dilwale Dulhaniya Le Jaayenge.

Saat mengerti mengapa mereka tak setuju. Mereka keluarga Punjabi asli, Hindu. Gauri yang termuda adalah harta mereka. Mungkin ada calon yang lebih baik untuk Gauri. (lucunya, orangtua Gauri sebenarnya suka melihat penampilan saya di televise; tapi mereka mengira nama saya Abhimanyu dan tidak tahu bahwa saya Shahruk khan).

Saya hanya bisa mengatakan bahwa saya mencintai putrid mereka. Tapi cinta itu tidak bisa mengalahkan cinta mereka kepada Gauri. Mereka melahirkan dan membesarkannya. Mereka akhirnya luruh. Maka kamipun ‘direstui’ untuk menikah ulang.

Saya menikah dengan gaya Hindu dan juga menikah dikantor pengadilan kami beda agama. Pernikahan kami ternyata tak hanya ditentang orangtua Gauri. Beberapa organisasi islam menentangnya dan sejak hari-hari rumah saya didemo. Ironis sekali, sebab ibu saya aktifis social dan dia biasa mengorganisir pernikahan antar kasta dirumah kami.

Kami ingin prosesi pernikahannya cepat, tapi orangtua Gauri ingin kami menikah dengan gaya tradisional yang berbelit. Saya mengalah. Peduli amat, ini sekali seumur hidup. Saat ibu masih hidup, dia biasa menyebut saya antisocial, saya alergi undangan pernikahan. ‘Nanti tak ada yang mau mendatangi pernikahanmu!’ Ibu berulangkali mengingatkan. Jadi aku yang memutuskan untung mendatangi para undangan. Saya menggelar tarian (saya sendiri menari didalamnya) hingga 1 km jauhnya dari rumah.

“Shahrukh jangan macam-macam!kami takut orang-orang salah mengerti!” ingat teman-teman. Itu saat-saat yang sensitive. Tapi saya nekad, saya yang akan mendekati masyarakat, jika mereka tidak mau mendekati saya dalam pernikahan ini.

Saya melanggar adat. Saya tidak mau Gauri membasuh kaki saya. Saat Bidaai (‘perpisahan’ antara pengantin putri dan keluarganya, yang biasanya diiringi isak tangis), Gauri menangis. Disusul Ibu, ayah, lalu saudaranya. Saya serius berkata, “jika kalian begitu sedih, Gauri tak harus pergi. Dia bisa tinggal disini dan biar saya yang datang kemari.”

Sedikit sekali yang datang dalam ppernikahan saya. Beberapa dari kalangan industri, dan Juhi Chawla serta ibunya. Rumahku sendiri sepi, tak ada apa-apa. Tapi saya harus gembira, karena orangtua Gauri menunjukkan sedikit penerimaan mereka. Ayahnya menyewa drumband dan menyanyikan lagu-lagu saya dari Deewana hingga Raju Ban Gaya Gentleman. Lalu ibu Gauri pertama kalinya menunjukkan penerimaannya dengan berkata, “kami tidak tahu bahwa kamu tampan juga,” katanya.

Dalam pernikahan saya dan Gauri, kami akhirnya punya dua anak satu putra dan satu putri. Saya sangat menghormati Gauri, meski kami kurang sepaham dalam mendidik anak. Saya igin Aryan, anak pertama kami merasakan semua tingkah Bengal sebelum memperbaiki diri diusia 16. saya sendiri ingin mencintai anak perempuan saya seutuhnya. Jadi sopir pribadinya saat dia pacaran.

Jangan Tanya soal cinta saya pada Gauri. Saya selalu cinta Gauri. Dia yang mengajar saya tentang kejujuran, kebaikan, bersikap diplomatis. Dia memanjakan saya dengan baik, membuat saya yang liar bagaikan bayi dihadapannya. Mengurus semua kebutuhan saya. Dia tidak mencintai saya karena saya seorang bintang dan sebagainya. dia mencintai saya karena membuatnya selalu tertawa.*end

FILMOGRAPHY

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FILMOGRAPHY of SRK

1. 1991 : Dil Aasna Hai

2. 1991 : Idiot

3. 1992 : Chamatkar

4. 1992 : Deewana

5. 1992 : Raju Ban Gaya Gentleman

6. 1993 : Baazigar

7. 1993 : Daar

8. 1993 : Kabhi Haan Kabhi Naa

9. 1993 : King Uncle

10. 1993 : Maya Memsaab

11. 1994 : Anjaam

12. 1995 : Dilwale Dulhaniya Le Jayenge

13. 1995 : Guddu

14. 1995 : Karan Arjun

15. 1995 : Oh Darling Yeh Hai India!

16. 1995 : Ram Jaane

17. 1995 : Trimurti

18. 1995 : Zamaana Deewana

19. 1996 : Army

20. 1996 : Chaahat

21. 1996 : Dushman Duniya Ka

22. 1996 : English Babu Desi Mem

23. 1996 : Shikhaar

24. 1997 : Dil To Pagal Hai

25. 1997 : Koyla

26. 1997 : Pardes

27. 1997 : Yes Boss

28. 1998 : Dil Se..

29. 1998 : Duplicate

30. 1998 : Kuch Kuch Hota Hai

31. 1998 : Sar Aankhon Par

32. 1999 : Baadshah

33. 2000 : Gaja Gamini

34. 2000 : Hey Ram

35. 2000 : Josh

36. 2000 : Mohabbatein

37. 2000 : Phir Bhi Dil Hai Hindustani

38. 2001 : Asoka

39. 2001 : Kabhi Khushi Kabhi Gham

40. 2001 : One 2 Ka 4

41. 2002 : Devdas

42. 2002 : Hum Tumhare Hain Sanam

43. 2002 : Saathiya

44. 2002 : Shakti

45. 2003 : Chalte Chalte

46. 2003 : Kal Ho Na Ho

47. 2004 : Main Hoon Na

48. 2004 : Swades

49. 2004 : Veer-Zaara

50. 2005 : Paheli

SRK Profile

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Profil :

Name :SHAH RUKH KHAN.

Birth of date :02-November-1965

profesi :Actor

Name of father :Taj Muhammed Khan

Name of mother :Fatimah

Sister :Shenaz Lala Rukh Khan

Wife :Gauri Khan

Address :Deepvan Bldg, Anaid Vihar Society, 20 th Road, Khar (W) Mumbai 400 052

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2008-02-26T15:29:00.000+07:00

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