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As your mind still spins from
the chooha-chidiya dance, you hear Didi say - in what might
possibly be the most irritating voice ever - To dekha kittene...
anek jab ek ho jaate hai, to kaisa mazaa aata hai!! It
made me want to stab my eardrums with a compass. I'd change
the channel, you understand, if there was another one. Check
this, though: kid finally gets the idea:
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Ho
gaye ek! Ban gayi taakat!
Ban gayi himmat! |
The fist in the air: international
sign for resistance and revolution. Workers of the world, unite!
You have nothing to lose but your chains! Religion is the opium
of the masses! Engels, fetch me a sandwich!
You know how quickly revolutionary
ideas spread. Suddenly all the kids are asking: Didi, agar
hum ek ho jaye, to bada kaam kar sakte hai?
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Didi,
agar hum ek ho jaye...
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to
is ped ke aam bhi tod sakte hai? |
Finally! Down to business.
Didi says they can do it if they work together. She
makes a small pyramid out of stones, all the kids start laughing
and saying "accha... bada mazaa ayega!" and
form a frame around the tree. Quite unneccessary, because the
kid brother scampers all the way up like it ain't no thang,
shorty.
But
what's the use of all these mangoes, I ask you, if they're only
going to be concentrated in the hands of a few? So the kids
all line up, and Didi gives each of them a mango. Equitable
distribution of wealth, see?
Mmmm.... the sweet taste of
equality and cooperation! And as the kids
eat the mangoes, they turn into these pink, rosy-cheeked versions
of themselves:
Roll
end credits. I hope you have learnt the difference between ek
and anek, because the National Centre for Educational Technology
will be most disappointed if you haven't. That's why, just to
be on the safe side, they played this cartoon approximately
two-and-a-half million times when I was in the third standard.
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Ek. |
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Anek. |
See, it's pretty simple, really. Once you get the hang of it,
you can even do your own. Like so:
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Ek. |
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Anek. |
That,
my friends, is Ek Anek aur Ekta. Something I've been
wanting to feature on this site for a very long time now. To
anyone who watched this as a kid, it conjures up some strange
memories indeed: it's the shittyness of shared experience that
binds us as a generation.
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new readers to this site, and for anyone who's been curious
about my long absence from the Internet, please check out the
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