When Saavi felt like leaving...

Chhod do aanchal zamana...kya kahega... aah! According to the heading, I must start the same way. Buttt! before that thoda paka to loon!
Another year with Tadka…! Yeah! We turned an year older today, 5 years old. Awesome has been the journey, with soooooooooo many mega events- 95 feet long cake, Mission 24*95 (visiting 95 homes of Kota in 24 hrs- with an average of just a few minutes to be spent at each home.), Mission Minakshi ko Bachao, Mission Zindagi, Sara Jahan Aaha Nache Nache, Knock Knock 95, Tadka Bravery Awards, Shiksha Tadka Education Rewards, Tadka Chef, Tadka Singing Star, etc. (I mean, the list is longer than your expectation, therefore I’d like to end up with an ‘etc’ ) During events it was hectic, but I love that ‘hecticness’. Ab to jab events nahi hote to I miss them.

As I met a few listeners today, I realize, they think our profession is really difficult. Staying happy on air, even if you are tensed- is what they think is most difficult.Ya, that’s difficult but not impossible. In fact, it is the part of our job and life too. And above everything, I admit, that because of good listeners, all talks take a good turn. They actually react so good! They actually Sound Good!

However, a confession. In these 5 years, there have been two occasions when I felt like leaving the profession. But somebody prevented me. The story so far…!

Occasion One: Year 2008, Afternoon of September. Kota Ki Kitty was my show in the very beginning. If you read my previous posts you will know I never wanted to be a radio jockey, so RJing ka R bhi nahi aata tha. I was merely a student who thought like students only. And on top of that, I got the ladies time band. ( Ab karoon to kya karoon???ladies jaisi baaten aati nahi) This meant, I will have to talk like ladies, think like them and the worst part- Har din kuchchh naya hi karna hai. No repetitions allowed. In fact initially , it isn’t a guarantee that you will be liked by everyone (or rather anyone). Shuruwaat ke 2 months mein to, we simply concentrate on speaking (good speaking to bhool hi jao). The thought was like- nobody will like me.

You know what, for two months regularly, I did my show, came home and cried hard. I practiced with mirrors. Did some vocal exercises to improve. But I still felt, “will I be able to??”. With the same dilemma in my mind, once I went to my boss. I told him, “ Boss! I don’t get triggers (topics in Radio Vocabulary) every day.” My Boss bluntly replied “ TO CHHOD DO”. Somehow, I didn’t like the statement; or you can say it pinched me in my eye. I felt miserable. How-dare-you-sorts. But then, he was true, Nahi aata to chhod do! (aajkal naukriyaan to vaise bhi kam hain, tum aur disguised unemployment kar do!) That was the day I took his statement as a challenge. And the same Saavi has completed around 1500 shows. That means at least 1500 triggers have been discussed by me on air. (Isse zyada count nahi kiye..)
Moral: It pinches when somebody introduces you to the reality. We don’t accept it, but criticism is for betterment. My Boss’s bitter statement, saved me from leaving the profession.

Occasion Two: Year 2011. Then I had already completed my 1000 shows. By God’s grace, listeners were great too. Loved my show. But wo kehte hain na Rakhi Sawant aur museebat aane se pehle nahi poochhte. So, a Krk sort museebat came. I mean kuchh hua that made the matters worse. (Nothing on air, Sorry, can’t narrate the whole story. ISI marked confidential hai :P ) I called my boss to tell him, “ Boss! I am resigning. Just called to inform you.” We had a conversation of around one and a half hrs when the same boss who asked me to leave on occasion one told, “ TU INDUSTRY MAT CHHOD! TERE JAISE LOGON KI INDUSTRY MEIN ZAROORAT HAI” Again, a boss’s statement saved me!
Moral: Keep in touch with knowledgeable people. They recognize the talent and save the same.
Aaj ke liye gyan... bas itna hi!

And.. are you still thinking... ke what was the second occasion!?

28th January has already passed. The day when I completed 5 years of my RJing. I shan’t say that I waited for the day. Because frankly, I never wanted to be in radio. Neither I knew what a radio jockey was nor his/her job contour. Listening to ‘Vividh-Bharti’ with speakers like Mamta Ji, Nimmi ji constitute my memories from childhood. Whereas when I grew older- I guess no parents want their daughter in Media. (thodi buri field hai na.. beti bigad gayi to??? In fact, the conversations about the Radio Jockeys are generally like- “Ha Radio par bolta to hai par… karta kya hai?”)So no plans seeded there.

Finally, aisa kya hua ki ye disaster ho gaya?
Turning a little dramatic; Aakhir is accident ke peechhe kiski saazish thi???

Ab saazish to pata nahi, but medium pata hai. It was an audition that happened in Rajasthan Patrika Office in January 2008. And for the first time in my life I met someone from Radio industry. Two gentlemen sat to audition the candidates. And now follows the brief description of the one who auditioned Saavi.

Name: Purple shirt waale Sir
Age: 30 around
Occupation: Listening to the candidates, Signing bills, attending calls, lifting spects to sound more like erudite, conducting meetings etc.
Physical properties:
1.Tall, Fair, Handful (handsome se zyada!)
2. Intelligent types
3. Possessed 4 eyes and 8 ears
4. Attended more calls than what the PM does. Missed calls= twice the attended calls
5. Most grounded. Sits with team as a colleague. Answers as Rajnikant does-“ Tu nahi Jayegi.”

Chemical Properties:
1. Does not boil even in most heated conversations
2. Balances all equations by turning into precipitate.
3. Forms infinite idea compounds when introduced to a single idea atom.
4. Para-magnetic towards good ideas however did not show repulsion towards bad ideas.
5. Seldom reactive...

And Dear Reader, before I google more chemical properties to describe our 'purple shirt waale sir,you might be wondering who actually is he...
So meet Mr. Vikas Tiwari, Former Group Programming Head 95 FM Tadka. To describe him, I'll use the excerpt from my old blog post from 2010- My first meetings

VIKAS SIR (2008..PROGRAMMING HEAD, JAIPUR Tadka)
Purple colour ki shirt.. with a half jacket on..such solemn personality. It felt as if- iss chashme ke peeche kitni creativity hai re.. phone humesha silent par n ek minute mein hi 15 missed call- that was Vikas Sir.. His best part.. chashme ko centre se press karna.. and yes.. how so humble..! His words, "tu nahi jaayegi.. are ones that I remember the most.." (this was regarding who was to stay back.. finally at the Kota Station as an RJ). Yaar..'puchka'.. bada achcha word hai.. kuch ho skta hai ispar..dekho zara.."
Ek shikayat: mmmm.. pata nahi..
Ek tareef: Sir you are so simple!

More Description:

Meeting Vikas Sir was such a such a butterscotch experience in the bitter gourd pallet. I mean, he was our boss and I always thought boss kahan achhchhe hote hain, but I never saw him frowning, never heard him shout. I wonder how subtly had he inculcated the 'sitting on ground for meetings' attitude in us. Yes! we at Tadka sat in our backup studios to discuss any idea. (Chairs kam nahi thi- zameen par jagah zyada thi.!). His vision is what leaves me awestruck. Look at the people who he chose. They are such wonderful radio professionals. In fact, till date I can't answer the question- 'Which quality makes saavi a radio jockey?'But probably he knew. For him any body could be creative. From technical department to backoffice everybody participated in the creative meeting.

I remember, during my last meet with him he told, "Ask your listeners their blood group.. and pen it down. Join hearts with your listeners." (Listeners se khoon ka rishta banaao! :). And no changes since years (twacha nahi attitude ki baat kar rahi hoon :P)- he's still so humble to talk. Still listens like Anandi. I mean so patient. When we surprisingly went to receive him at the station during his visit to Kota- he was so happy. I told him, " You look so informal Sir! He replied, "Office chalo, phir batata hoo.." (Even bosses believe in kidding! wow!)

A few more points... Vikas Sir

1. Knitted plans as if bachpan se manger rahe ho
2. Emphasized on words like a hindi professor, “ Ye ‘puchka’ bada achcha word hai… ispar kuchh socho”
3. When you write him a loooooooong mail regarding your official problems, returns you with a compliment that says, “ ye likhti to achchha hai…” (And yes! This moment you even forget you wanted solutions, instead you rest with that compliment thinking “Yaar Sir ne kaha hai…”)
4. Behaved sooooooooo patient as if hospital mein dakhila le rakha ho.
5. Encouraged in ‘bhabhka’ meetings too. “ Ek bure idea se hi achchha idea aata hai.” Wins hearts babu ji!
6. Silent killer for almost all situations. “Ek kamm kar Ha*aam ***** bhi bol de aur khatm kar”
7. Possessed connection in each part of that world where your radio frequency reaches. (Aaapne kuchh bhi galat bola ho unke kaano mein to panhuchna hi hai..
And before I write more, Sir, I cannot thank you for bringing me in the industry! But phir bhi Thank you!

When Saavi Meets someone. Pt 2

A few days after my last blog, I happened to visit the market with my sis. Mujhe sabzi lena nahi aata, so my Mom took safe measure by asking me to get 'pao' for pao bhaaji. (Or rather my sis was sent for shopping. I simply accompanied.).

Originally I learnt a lot that evening. Excerpts:

1. I can now narrate where ever in this world of kota shall we 'not' find pao. We visited at least 10-12 kirana shops.(Beta itni ghumi ghumi to humne morning walk par bhi nahi ki..)

2. The chaupati waale bhaisahab actually charge for paos by looking at the gaddi you come into. (In fact, a bhaisahab charged just the double of what the pao costed. To which I replied - Bhaiya imported pao nahi chahiye!)

3. The chaupati waale bhaisahab(2) actually search a prospective customer in you. His expression is like- "Ab pao nahi mil raha hai to pao bhaji yahin kha lo na" (AB HOW DO I TELL HIM- GHAR PAR MAATAJI MUJHE KHA JAAYENGI!)

4. Breads don't resemble internet browsers. Like Chrome can work in place of Mozilla, the bread cannot. (Mamma tells you on phone line- Get pao only! No bread!)OMG!

However, Dear Reader,before I write the 5th point, I apologize. I mean, I just realized,I have to write regarding my meetings. Yes Saavi, you named your blog 'When Saavi Meets someone. Pt 2' Right??

So, during my search for pao, we came to just next kirana shop. It was a big one. And a boy looking little older than me sat there. My sis asked,"yahan pao milenge" He tried to behave I-don't-know-sorts. Meanwhile, I thought, I had seen him. AAAAAAAAANNND I spoke, "'A'?? 'A'___(His full name)" He said "Yes"

Saavi: You were in Modern? Right?
He (trying to act hideous): Yes
Saavi (happy): I am Saavi! Are tum to bade dikhne lag gaye!
My sis: You were classmates? Good!
He (out of courtsey gesture): You?
My sis: She is a Radio Jockey now.
I could read in his eyes he recognized me. But he somehow didn't want to talk more. Therefore I couldn't ask him more. Because I think he was feeling embarrassed. Probably, what he thought was that he wasn't at a very good place/ in an exclusive profession like others are. So what would I think of him?

But seriously 'A', if you ever read this blog; That moment I felt, If my RJ tag makes you uncomfortable as my classmate- I better avoid the tag. Being an RJ isn't a wonder. And where ever you are it is an equally respectable job. If joined your family business you did your job as a son. And nobody ever can steal this pious feeling from you. It's a mixed feeling, but I am happy for you!

And next time, when you meet me- think you are talking to saavi. Not RJ Saavi!

When Saavi meets someone - Pt:1

September....
To December. 3 months yeah?
To begin with a pathetic joke, Jaise pehli aur doosri santaan ke beech ho 3 saal ka antar, vaise hi do blogs main hai 3 maheeno ka antar..! blaah!

Anyways, it's going to be a very personal blog, (I think so...)which shall describe how does it feel when I meet someone. To be clear, when Saavi meets someone.

Once upon a time, there lived a girl very simple. Her motive was to study and be someone. Pretty competitive, she was Ok with speaking skills. The teachers preferred her zero period talks and English was something she was good at- highest marks most of the times.! Her classmates thought, "wo to kar legi.." But probably with a frown (not everybody is friendly with you).This 'Kya kar legi?' was something even she didn't know. 6th, 7th, 8th, 9th, 10th...12th.. School was over. And alike every student even she had the rock-strong confusion- "what will I be?" Though being from commerce, CA karna nahi, Bahar jaana nahi.. to kya? And then an audition changes your life.
She turns an RJ and offcourse the 'She' here is Saavi.

As most of you think, all Radio Jockeys are celebrities and they must be handled well by listeners. Off course the listeners love us. They begin their day with us and end it with our thoughts. They send us gifts and the most precious- their love for us. They believe what we say, they share what they feel. They help you to do good -change lives. We mean to them and they mean to us. They are lovely. In fact, one of the most heart touching moments are- when they come to give you their invitation cards. And the way they force us! There can't be a better feeling than that. They consider you family.

But that's about when you have been introduced to the people as an RJ and they know you an RJ only. The reactions of people are slightly more than different when once you were their classmate but now RJ.

I remember, it was last year that I attended one of my school friend's wedding. One of her friends (who was also my classmate) was also invited, let's name her 'Sn' (original name is what I shan't prefer writing). Sn knew it that I was RJ Saavi, but she purposely asked, " Where are you these days?" I told her. Surprised reaction was something I wasn't expecting either, but she was harsh. Her expression was something like, " So what?" I wanted to tell her, "Dear Sn, even I am not here to be RJ Saavi. If that was the case, my tones should have been flaunting and expression like-' who are you." But... sometimes we keep silent to avoid ill will. On my way to home I cried and told my sis, "It isn't my mistake that the audition chose me. God has been benevolent. And it is because of whom I am here. Why do the people behave that way? Because since years we never talked they think I am prudent??" My sis told don't bother.

Another instance, one of my classmates 'H'; I just caught his sight on Facebook. Sent him a request which he accepted. During a chat with him, I realized he had seen me during Dandia; but never approached me. I asked - why? to which he replied," Tu agar pehchaanti nahi to popat ho jaata" And I laughed. Afterall RJs bhi insaan hi hote hain. Why should we purposely avoid people?

My sis (C) met her colleague (S) in her school. This colleague happened to be my old classmate. And now even 'S'told, " Saavi was an intelligent one, some one who wouldn't prefer talking to people like us." As I got time I sent S a friend request. After all we don't judge people by precentage.

Similar have been other schoolmates who are prejudiced about us/me- as if we shan't talk to them Or as if we are acting celebs. Off course not! We aren't born with a frown. In fact, the prejudice hurts us. Once somebody thinks that I have turned prudent, it makes me feel 5 inch wound in my arm.

However, achchhe reactions bhi aaye hain and many of my classmates are my listeners. P told a few days ago, " Yaar tujhe kai dino se nahi suna.." And I went happier.

An Undisputed Earning- His Smile!

Life is so full of surprises...When you see butterflies spreading their colors... when somebody calls you beautiful/ handsome... when wind blows your hair...when you get that extra share of pizza....ohh that's so very filmy!! (Imagine Ranbeer Kapoor as Barfi.. proposing his girl........)

But, is life so full of surprises each time?? I guess after yesterday's experience I'd say a No! It is full of shocks rather.

Actually, yesterday(15 sept)was the day for the distribution of Shiksha: Tadka Education Rewards. It was an act wherein we tried to help the meritorious students below poverty line towards motivation with a few requirements of theirs. Originally, I was mentally prepared to meet students with great percentage, probably not so good attires, not so exclusively smart but ya wonderful attitude. And I am glad as well as proud to say I met a few wonderful students. Not because they scored high; but because they scored despite their financial hindrances. Hats off to them!! I HEARTILY SALUTE THEM!!

However, beyond this stuff, I'd like to introduce to a child in the crowd- different from crowd. Before the guests' arrival I was chit chatting with the to-be-winner students. Everybody was narrating their stuff- how parents work as 'mazdoor', how do they stand in long ration lines, when they get a high percentage- but still Father says " kam hai!". But in between, a child sat blank, quiet and a little disturbed I guess. While the others were either listening or talking to me he made no such efforts. He was a 10th Pass but looked no older than an eighth class student. A maroon colored T-Shirt and he held a poly with some documents we hadn't asked for. All that attracted my attention was his simplicity but a silent expression. I simply called him, asking " Konsi class mein ho?"
He: 11th
I: School??
He: XYZ School
I: Intelligent ho tum to?Ye saath mein papa aaye hain? Tumhari % dekhkar khush hote honge na?
He: _________________

Just then the man with this child spoke, " Uske Papa ne use chhod diya hai.."
I could now understand his expression. why blank? why confused? why angry? why thoughtful? why insightful? or why questioning?
I didn't know what to say this child. He must be asking himself every now and then, "I am so intelligent.. phir bhi papa ne mujhe chhod diya.. kyo?" How should he be facing everyone who asked him about his father? I guess situations made him maturer than what the need was.

Dear God, I have a complaint to make to you. Why do You trouble the innocent? Don't tell me Raaz pichchhe janam ka...because that wouldn't be fair. Poor child what was his mistake?? But his life will be a war throughout! He'll face the war with the public who will speak ill of him without knowing his part! And for such parents... better throw the heart you carry in your body. use badnaam to mat karo~!

And dear child--- FOR THE FIRST TIME I EARNED SOMETHING MOST CHERISHED- YOUR SMILE! WHEN YOU SMILED WITH A WORD YOU SHARED WITH ME!

DEAR CHIRAG! MAY GOD BLESS YOU!

I never wanted to be a Radio Jockey!

After 4 and a half years the occasion has come when Tadka is searching for its new brand RJ!! Registrations will start on the 25th of July and Auditions will follow. Thereafter- qualifiers and then THE NEW VOICE SHALL BE PUT ON AIR!! It's like... Hi main hoon... RJ...!

Past 5 days, I have been narrating to people how to rehearse to be an RJ. I guess they are confused and excited too. The most frequent questions are:
1. What do we speak??
2. What is the eligibility?
3. Any qualifications?? etc. etc.

Memories float down my eyes when I think of my auditions... the lane to be a Radio Jockey. And because I have promised to write a blog that describes my auditions... here I am with the New Brand Blog Post.. (Before the new Rj off course.. :)!!)

So it was the month of December in 2007. Date is something I'm missing.. but ya I remember the day- It was a Saturday! Cold but sunny. You already know... how much these Saturdays and Sundays count to the students. They are like strawberries in the plate of jamuns! So, I had a plan to sleep all the day to make the best of what you call a holiday. I made my mindset too!! But destiny.. it is carved!

11:30 a.m.:
My sis came up with a newspaper advertisement that contained the pic of a dude-sort-of-boy with headphones. It read " Do you want to be a radio jockey?? Walk in with your resume today!" I yawned, Told my sis.. "So...?? What Do I do??" My sis gave me a friendly glare (Jaise fair and lovely ka advt chal raha ho.. arey audition de..teri kismat badal jaayegi.. chal na try to karte hain...!) And I was like...NNNNNOOO!! To be specific I was a sort of anti-media girl. "Ye media waale na sirf time waste karte hain.. ?(Pehle to mera selection hoga nahi.. aur maan lo... agar ho bhi gaya... to )ye kahenge...aaj nahi, kal aana, kal nahi 7 days baad." I just thought... ye bhi koi life hogi... they'll waste my precious-gold-like days and I will be simply crushed. So I refused. But sweethrt... I tell you an Anandi waali dadisa with rockstrong dialogues.. and two sisters with 'emotional blackmailing talent' are world's deadliest combinations.. they give you no choice!

To chalo... chalna to padega.. Patrika office.

3:45 p.m.
Though I am not a good manager with funds... but ya... I can 'latify' the things. I mean the auditions had to close at 4 and we reached only 15 mins. ago. (ACHCHHA HUA LATE HO GAYE...SHAYAD AUDITIONS KHATM HO GAYE HO..:p)But as we entered.. what do I see... a line of at least 200 people was erect. And I was like.. Chalo badhiya hai... itne logon mein mera selection.. impossible.. such talented people na.. :) Any ways I stood in the line and my sis followed. A lady stood in front of me.. pretty prepared.. she had a paper also.. with something smthing written! Probably she rehearsed. An who-so-ever was visible... everybody wished to be a radio jockey. I was releived... " Chalo, with such prepared people.. at least I won't wate my time! yuuuhuuuu!

With every contestant passing by voices doubled Thet asked the bakra-who-had given-the-audition..." Yaar.. kya pooch rahe hain..?"

Meanwhile... even my chance arrived, I sat on the chair... the person with a light purple shirt and a pair of spectacles asked me " Describe yourself.." I did. He then told,"Koi joke aata hai?" I hardly remember any jokes.. so it was a difficult one.. I narrated a haathi waala joke.. jo aaj bhi mujhe yaad nahi.." On emore question and he told.." You wait don't go.."

Even my sis had finished with her audition and she wasn't asked to stay back. I mumbled.. " yaar ye phir 3 din baad batayenge.. they'll waste my days.. lel's move home." My sis told no...! Stay back.. if they have said.

THE NEXT ROUND HAPPENED AND.. I WAS STILL THERE... EXPECTING.." AB TO NIKAALENGE...!"
But they diddn't.. they introduced us to a link (what RJs speak) and asked us to speak about Cricket, Cinema and Kota. I did and re-thought.. ab to direct ghar.. but this still didn't happen. Instead, a girl quite senior to me came to ask me.. "how did u speak?" I told what... ?? like this only.

What happened next is a history... and Out of 8 of us who were sent for the final training at the head office where...only I was left as a radio jockey! Nothing to be over-proud.. but I guess.. RJing was my introduction to me! It is good to be an RJ...especially when you wish to change people's life positively. And they do change... the lives! So far, if you google search "RJ Saavi" you'll find that saavi completed her 1000 episodes last april.

I mean it.. I never did things to show off! God has been generous! and listeners more than good! I just I tried to do it the better way!

I NEVER WANTED TO BE AN RJ!!
butttt..

Even the thought is dreadful..!

It's raining in Kota... and I must say it is like heaven (par khayaal rahe... main swargwaasi nahi hoon..:P) As expected I should better talk about Kachoris.. pakodas or a mug of coffee... but then.. these (already) are graciously present in the statuses and cover photographs of my facebook friends.. to jo pata hai... use bataane ka kya matlab..?? audience badi samajhdaar hai aajkal..ek picture ko doosri baar nahi dekhti...story repeat to chhod hi do..

Well the point is--- aaj ka blog -'Even the thought is dreadful..!' Agar iss waqt mein show par hoti na.. contest hi poochh leti.. which thought is dreadful for Saavi?? Answer aate... maut ka khayaal, desh mein bhrashtaachhar ka khayaal, internet band hone ka khayaal, aapke boyfriend ke rooth jaane ka khayaal... etc.etc.

But beyond this answer,there is another fear- which I discovered today itself. Chhat pe baarish mein bheegte bheegte khayaal aaya... ki Saavi agar tu RJ nahi hoti to???

Vaise, not to lie my family keeps me out of these tantrums of being a record-holding RJ. My sis initially never told ke her sis(me) is an RJ. In my college, I never used name as an RJ and got my form deposited as a normal girl.. line mein khade hokar... though my boss then told-" Saavi tujhe jaane ki kya zaroorat thi.. tera kaam to yun hi ho jaata". I still go to market on foot- whenever I have time. So, it's like normal.

Parrr.. na jaane kyon pichhle 4 and a half years mein iss RJing ki aadat ho gayi hai..
I remember, on the first day of our traing our boss told- Now forget everything you are an RJ. Kuchh important dikhe to raat ko 12 baje bhi boss ko call karo.. bolo.. boss.. aisa and discuss... each and every moment u'll live another life.. RJ waali. And alike other times, maine use kuchh zyada hi seriously le liya.. ab tak bhugat rahe hain... A few side-effects being as narrated...

1. I am a morning jock, Pichhle 2-3 saalon se subah saadhe 5 baje hi uthti hoon..as soon as somebody says...yaar aaj to 7 baje uthh gaya.. I flaunt- Arey mein to saadhe 5 baje uthi thi...As if they are interested!! uff! bless me!

2. Again being a morning jock...I hardly look at the breakfast menus... I know- kha to kabhi paaungi hi nahi.. show ka tym jo chalta hai..I have to sleep in tym aur agar office party hai.. phir bhi office to subah 6:30 hi panhuchna hai.

3. We even have to give some weather reports..so, as soon as somebody says... aaj kitni garmi hai.. I begin up saying- Ha temperature.. 41/ 42/43... 45 degree...etc. hai... as if mausam updates begin now.. phew!

4. Family ke cousins aapko RJsaavi didi bulaate hain... aur school mates to pehchaanne mein hi tym laga dete hain.. "achchha.. are you the same"

5. Specifically, for me- being a regular jock (1000 episodes without a holiday record) I got less holidays.. ab to chhutti par jaane se pehle bhi bahut sochna padta hai..

6. When I watch the television, seriously saying- I cannot watch it for pleasure.. aadat itni kharaab ho gayi hai,... ki aa bas show ke triggers hi dhoondhte ho.. ekta kapoor ke serial aise. onec a listener told.. please watch.. don't observe the serial..

7. My sis complaints.. "beta.. you'v gone more social and less emotional." And frankly, mujhe behte public nal se zyada problem hoti hai.. bajaay ke meri sis ke incomplete course se.. Jiju says.. "yaar ye.. saavi bolti ho to aise nahi lagta.. kitni badi baatein kar rahi hai.." hohohoho

8. Har cheez mein trigger (bolne ke topics) dhoondho.... problem hai RJs ki..doodh ubaalna se lekar daadhi banana.. I TELL YOU.. MAIN KISI PAR BHI SHOW KAR SAKTI HOO..

9. Status bhi aise update karte hain.. jaise public sab humein hi sunne baithi ho... ahahah

10. Tyohaar par hum ye nahi sochte.. ki ghar kaise sajaayein.. we think.. "yaar event kya kar sakte hain..??"

11. Ghar ke function ko..anchoring se event bana dete hain.. uff!!

Ghar wale kehte hain.. Pagal hain ye.. RJ hain ye..

Par mujhe pasand hai ye pagalpan.. where I thank God that he gave us a chance to change the lives of the people.. Our passion to speak for good is going ahead! Thanks to the listener who once told " Saavi.. aap bolte raho.. aapke bolne se kota aage jaayega.." :)

Par sach hai.. the thought is actually dreadful! Agar listeners chhoot gaye ..ye aadatein choot gayi to bhale hi mein ise laakh kosoon, par dukh to definitely hoga! (Imagine hindi film ka scene.. saavi wiping tears...)..
Good night!