Yes and later he himself patched up..As usual ARR didnt react :)
--- In [email protected], "wiredbeats ." <wiredbe...@...> wrote:
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> merged into the melody virtually making it impossible to decipher!
> I think he became vocal about his opinions on the way rahman treats lyrics
> and vocals as instruments and not as a lead track.
> correct me if i am wrong
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> Date: Mon, 26 Oct 2009 22:24:17 -0700
> Subject: Re: [arr] Re: MY BIG DREAM OF THE DECADE CAME TRUE
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> Dear Dinesh
> Lucky guy, but I must applaud you for your determined effort to meet him
> against all odds.
> You have once again proved that if there is a will there is surely a way.
> Meanwhile you need to sincerely thank the guardian angel, God Bless.
> Boss do us a favor, kindly email foto so that we could have a copy for our
> collections as well.
> warm regards
> Pathy
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> --- On Tue, 27/10/09, Din, D, Nesh <dinesh.theb...@...> wrote:
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> From: Din, D, Nesh <dinesh.theb...@...>
> Subject: [arr] Re: MY BIG DREAM OF THE DECADE CAME TRUE
> To: [email protected]
> Date: Tuesday, 27 October, 2009, 8:05 AM
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> it was heart warming reading ur post. truly blessed !
> please do share with us the pic u taken... :)
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> --- In arrahmanfans@ yahoogroups. com, "umiesha" <umiesha@ > wrote:
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> > 17TH October 2009
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> > Diwali the Hindu Festival of Light
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> > My Birthday too
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> > NETHERLANDS
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> > My `big dream of the decade' came true
in a most unexpected way.
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> > It was around 4.30 p.m. and I was chatting online with my sister, telling
> > her how depressed I was because I was going to miss another chance to see
> > my `Hero' A R Rahman who would be attending an award ceremony 350km
> > away in neighbouring Belgium.
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> > While we were chatting, the doorbell rang, making me jump, so I logged off
> > and went to see who was at the door it was my good friend, Dinesh.
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> >
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> > Opening the door, he gave me a big hug and greeted me with "happy birthday
> > and may all your dreams come true!" I thanked him but told him that I only
> > had one dream and no way was that going to come true! Dinesh asked me what
> > I was talking about.
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> > "My Guruji is attending an award ceremony in Belgium", I replied. Dinesh
> > was a little upset and said, "He is not only your Guruji but mine too!" I
> > apologised to Dinesh and told him that all the tickets for the ceremony had
> > been sold the previous week I have known that since two days before. I
> > didn't have a car or a driving license, for that matter and if I went
> > by train, I would not be able to get back home as the ceremony didn't
> > finish until 11.00 p.m. What's more, I did not know anyone in Belgium, so
> > had no local support.
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> > "Sorry", my `Rahmaniacs' , I didn't tell you what the ceremony was about.
> > It was the `World Soundtrack Academy Awards' and was being held in the city
> > of Gent.
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> > OK, back to how I could make my big dream come true.
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> > Dinesh suggested that we call the place where the ceremony was being held
> > and ask again about tickets. "OK," I said, "I'll do it" and dialled the
> > Awards office number.
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> > "How may I help you?" the receptionist asked.
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> > I told her that I was calling from the Netherlands and asked if there were
> > any tickets available for that evening's awards programme. I didn't need to
> > tell Dinesh that the receptionist' s reply had been, "I am sorry to say
> > that all the tickets have been sold" it was obvious from the way I looked
> > at him.
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> >
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> > I did not hang-up however but told the receptionist, "Look, I am A R
> > Rahman's craziest fan I don't care if I don't get to talk with him just
> > to see him would be enough. At what time will the guests be at the
> > entrance? Is it possible just to stand there to get a look at him? Please
> > help me madam! My home is 350 km away from Gent and it will take me almost
> > 3 hours by car to get there. Dinesh could hear all this as I had switched
> > my `phone to `speaker-phone' .
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> > After a while, the receptionist said, "Look, I know how much you guys love
> > A R Rahman
let me talk to my colleague". - my face got brighter "The
> > show is going to start around
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> > 8.00p.m. but the doors will be open between 6.00p.m. and 7.45p.m. and
> > that's when all the VIP's will arrive; then there's a break at 9.00p.m
.oh,
> > just a minute" she said.
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> > After a short time, she came back on the line and told us, "you guys might
> > just be lucky
you might get two tickets after the break but I can't promise
> > anything because it depends on whether people stay for the second part of
> > the ceremony." That last sentence left our hearts racing and I could hardly
> > form my words to thank her. She laughed and hung up.
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> > Now, the next problem was the car! Dinesh had a license but did not have
> > his own motor. "I'm going to `phone a car rental company", he said, and by
> > the time I was going to remind him that today was a Saturday, he was
> > already being told, "Yep, we have a car available" and Dinesh told him that
> > he would collect it in 5 minutes. I couldn't believe our luck.
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> > I looked at the clock and saw that it was 5 minutes past 5.00p.m and my
> > mind could think of nothing except getting the car and driving straight to
> > Gent. Dinesh told me he would collect the car and be back to pick me up in
> > 10 minutes and that I should be ready and waiting on the street!
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> > Although my stomach was churning and my nerves were on a knife-edge, the
> > thought of the ceremony in Gent helped reduce the tension. I just wanted to
> > see my hero's humble face and tell him, "Guruji, I love you, jai ho!" even
> > if it was some distance away from him. That's all I was thinking.
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> >
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> > Out on the street, I saw a new Nissan approaching, with Dinesh at the
> > wheel. I was jumping up and down as though I had taken the winning catch in
> > the last cricket match of the season! Dinesh knew that I was not feeling
> > well so suggested I got in the back seat and try to sleep.
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> > To get there at the time the receptionist had advised us, Dinesh had to
> > `put his foot down' and at times, I saw we were doing 170 kph! After 20
> > minutes driving, we hit a traffic jam and my nerves started to get to me
> > again. "Don't worry", Dinesh said, "we'll soon get through this"
and so we
> > did and were once again cruising at 170 kph while most of the other
> > vehicles on the road were travelling at around 120 kph. Our high speed, my
> > iPhone and Dinesh's `SatNav' all played a part in helping us reach Gent in
> > 3 hours.
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> > I had fallen asleep and Dinesh woke me to tell me we had arrived
in the
> > city but not the ceremony venue! The `SatNav' had `gone on the blink' so we
> > would have to stop and ask someone how we could get to our destination. As
> > I was feeling refreshed from my sleep, I told Dinesh that I would go and
> > ask someone how we reach our target. It was 8.25p.m. and the interval was
> > at 9.00p.m. Then I thought, "why not call the ceremony office?" As luck
> > would have it, the same receptionist answered my call and I told her that
> > we were in Gent but didn't know how to get to the venue. This `angel' told
> > us that we were quite near and gave us the necessary directions. She also
> > said that she would send someone to escort us to the building where the
> > ceremony was taking place. What a wonderful woman she was!!!
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> >
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> > Sure enough, as we were parking the Nissan, someone came up to us and
> > escorted us inside. Once inside, he said, "Have a nice evening and hope you
> > might be lucky and meet with
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> > Mr. Rahman". We shook his hand and thanked him for his help and kindness,
> > realising that the receptionist had told him all about us!
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> > Making our way between Porsches, Lamborghinis and other top marque cars, we
> > headed for the entrance and asked the security staff in the politest way
> > where the Reception was. "Could I see your tickets please", the security
> > guy asked. Instead of showing him, I told him the entire story about our
> > contact with the lady receptionist and our break-neck drive from
> > Netherlands. He replied that while he recognised that we were devoted fans
> > of A R Rahman, we could not enter without tickets but said that he would
> > check with his colleague in Reception.
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> > I told Dinesh that even if we failed to get in, we shouldn't feel too bad,
> > as we had tried our hardest for our Guruji. Dinesh agreed with me but said
> > that we should not lose faith. I agreed.
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> >
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> > The security guard returned and said, "You guys are really lucky as they
> > have had two cancellations" . Dinesh and I could hardly believe what the
> > guy was telling us. Wow
could it really be happening? He opened the door
> > and took us through to Reception, where I noticed the clock showed 8.50p.m.
> > 10 minutes to the interval! Then I heard a voice asking, "Are you the
> > two guys who `phoned me from the Netherlands? " It was our `guardian angel'
> > and we told her, "Yes, we are the guys" and thanked her for all her help
> > and kindness. She laughed and told us how lucky we were, handing us the two
> > tickets. The security guard showed us to a waiting area and told us that in
> > a few minutes, the place would be full of famous people.
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> > I told Dinesh how grateful I was to him for getting us here. "Yeah, yeah",
> > he said, "But now, we have to ask someone where our `hero' is, in this vast
> > place". Big screens were showing live telecast but it was already 9.00p.m.
> > and people were quietly making their way to the waiting area where we
> > were waiting!
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> > I recognised some of the programme organisers, and I approached one of them
> > and said, "Hello sir, we have come from the Netherlands and would like to
> > see Mr. A R Rahman". "Hmm", he replied, "You have missed the first part of
> > the programme when `A R' received the award for Best Song of the Year". "We
> > just need to know where we can see him, even from a distance", I replied.
> > The programme organiser told us that at that moment, `A R' and other VIPs
> > were having their photographs taken but that he couldn't let us into the
> > VIP area. However, he showed us the entrance where the second part of the
> > ceremony would take place and said we would definitely meet `A R' if he
> > decided to stay for the second session.
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> > I switched on my iPhone, keeping my eyes on the people coming out of the
> > VIP lounge with only one hope in my heart
that our Guruji would come
> > through that door! As I stood there, my nerves were once again at breaking
> > point like a student waiting for his exam results. It was 9.40p.m. and
> > the second part of the ceremony would be starting in just another 20
> > minutes.
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> > After a few minutes, I saw someone in a blue coat and I called to Dinesh to
> > look.
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> > Yeahhhhhh it was the man himself
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the golden moment in my life
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the moment I had waited 13 years for
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the only humble face I had wanted to see in my whole life
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the Mozart of Asia
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the music miracle
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The One and Only A R Rahman
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> >
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> > Yes, he was coming to the entrance for the second part of the ceremony. He
> > is just 15 metres away from us. I said to Dinesh, "Oh man, I can't believe
> > this" my whole body was shaking!
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> > As his eyes met ours, I greeted him in the traditional Tamil way by saying,
> > "Vanakkam Sir", shaking his hand with one of my trembling ones, my other
> > hand over my heart. Although overcome by my feelings at meeting my hero, I
> > was strongly aware of how much I missed my sister, in India.
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> > When we looked at each other and I took in his humble face, I felt that I
> > was on another planet or, maybe even in Heaven!
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> > I knew that Guruji had little time, as he had to return to the concert hall
> > for the 2nd part of the show, but I asked him, "Sir, is it possible for me
> > to have a photo taken with you?" Without a second thought, and in his
> > typically humble way, he said, "Ya, sure".
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> > Although I was thinking that a photo of me with my Guru would provide
> > enough pleasure for the rest of my life, I still couldn't stop thinking
> > about my sister. I am the only one who knows how much she adores Guru Ji
> > and how much she would have loved to be with me at that time. Still, I
> > thought, "one day, she too will meet our hero."
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> > Dinesh and I posed with the great man, while our photos were taken. Photos,
> > which undoubtedly, will be the most memorable in my life! Then we had to
> > bid our hero "goodbye" as the ceremony organisers and security staff was
> > waiting to escort him back to the concert hall for the second session.
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> > After this `golden moment' many other unexpected things happened but not as
> > important as when I met our dearest Guruji.
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> > P.S.
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> > Dear Rahmaniacs, I know all of you dream of the day when you will meet our
> > dearest Guruji.
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> > After waking up each day, I used to wonder if this would be the day that I
> > would see my hero, and that thought always gave me an indescribably good
> > feeling.
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> > Finally I met him!
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> > So my advice to everyone is, "Stay confident and Keep The Faith
one day,
> > you will all meet him!"
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