I left New Zealand mid-2003, bound for Istanbul and a new lif. After two years, a Belgian guy lured me into his world, deep in the heart of Europe. For a long time I was an in-process immigrant. One day we married. These days it's about photography, a little red wine and wandering ... and so the journey goes.
Thursday, December 13, 2007
So this is what we, the kiwi women of this Belgian household, are dancing to before the Belgian bloke arrives home for his dinner of Persian Chicken with rice.
The women ... 3 generations, the 3 year old, the 21 year old and me ... she whose age might not be admitted to, despite her relief at getting this far.
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Oh. Dear. Lord. Di. LMAO!!!!!!!!!! My daughter is now prancing around the living room doing the belly movements the guy in the video was. YES! YES! Thank you for the laughter and the music that made us boogie this afternoon! You rock!
DI!
Look what I found!!! ROFL!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rr3DEMSgTrA&NR=1
Oh dear, I'm glad. We rocked around the room here, so I'm happy to have shared some of the rocking ... thanks for the other version of it, my daughter and I laughed over it xo
LOL, they must be one of those Hindi "look, we just sold 10 million copies" stars from Bollywood :-)
They never cease to amaze me!
It's the Hindi version of the Wiggles!
All together now: "Da, da, da!"
I love BOLLYWOOD!!!!!
It's so cheerful. And colourful. No wonder you young ladies like that ;)
Good old Daler Mendhi :D
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