Oh Mohazeeya....wohi ala

Happened to stop by a fellow blogger's post on those incomprehensible choruses in Harris Jeyaraj's songs, and was reminded of one funny incident that happened recently.

I have a friend here who was addicted to this 'Khajuraho..' song from 'Oru Naazhl..oru Kanavu'. He was so tuned to it and humming it incessantly, that it grew to the point of him starting and ending any conversation with that song.

I: Nethu engada aazha kanom?!
Him: mmm..Khajuraho kanavil or....mmm... konjam bank-la velai irundhuchu... sirpam
kannil midhakkuthe....

It was getting a bit too much. The song was pretty hummable, but who would want to hear it from this guy?!

One day when our guy was as usual seemed to be lost in the depths of the song, we got so exasperated that we wanted him to open his eyes to this world. I quipped

'Look at this guy, he keeps humming this song so much... but I'm damn sure that he wouldn't even know what Khajuraho means..'

It was just a fluke attempt to divert him off the song and make him listen to us.

He very naively quipped: 'What's Khajuraho?!......'

My goodness! This guy didn't really know what 'Khajuraho' is. I couldn't help gasping - 'People exist without even knowing Khajuraho'. Atleast I thought people would know of this place, if not its for architecturally marvelous temple, but atleast for its famed nude statues in KS poses!!

Before I could forgive this guy, he went on: ' I thought its just like 'Oh Mohazeeya...'.

He was thinking that 'Khajuraho' is a meaningless term, as is the starting piece of 'Uyirin Uyire...' from Kaaka Kaaka.

Now, that's it! He's dug his grave!! We went on a merciless rampage with all the tirade that can brought forth:

'Ada chee! Didn't I tell you that this guy wouldn't even know what's Khajuraho. He has proved it! Mavane, let us see you humming that song again and you’re done!
OK buddy, Khajuraho is a place in MP, famous for its temple, that has beautiful sculptures. Its one of those famed places that attract western tourists for its connection to KS.'

Now, we proceeded with shoveling earth over the guy:

'You don't even know this. Leave that, but the worst thing is that you don't even know who's 'Mohazeeya'. Didn't you ever study history in your school?!! How did you manage to pass out of school?!'

Now this guy was too humbled and perplexed: 'Serious-a?! You mean 'Mohazeeya' is a person?!'

We were now close to cut off his breath:

'Yeah, have you not read about the Chinese pilgrim who visited India during Chadra Gupta Maurya –II (??)?! He's the one!'

The guy was now attempting a feeble call for life:

'But what's the connection?! Hello, summa solatheenga..'

No way man, where's the tombstone:

'Come on! We thought you'd atleast get that!! Forget it!! Think of the situation in the film: Surya is drowning and he's calling out to his lady love. He calls on to Mohazeeya to go as a messenger to her. We read somewhere that the entire humming is Chinese and has this meaning.'

The guy was dumbstruck. What we said sounded so authentic (even to us!). He gave the final touch by putting a wreath on his own tomb and giving off a eulogy:

'Thanks for the GK! I didn't know this at all! But you should accept that I was honest enough to admit that I didn't know about this.'

Oh yeah, we accept dude! Till this day, this guy has never come to realize the pun we played on him!

OK, I'm not trying to act smart; nor is it our regular chore to go looking for 'bakras'. I'm sure one can pull off some stuff on me by asking for the tech. specifications of the Yossarian Diesel Engine.

But when one falls right into our hands, we really can't help?! Can we?!

So now, who's 'Mohazeeya'?!!