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Chinnamma Chilakkamma

[+] A fun song, quite addictive. A mix of Telegu and Hindi (?). And why am I seeing this as so similar to Totti Jaya's Totta Powerda by HJ? maybe not the music, but the vid.


Keshi said…
Nice indeedz..catchy melody.

hey hows u? wussup? tell me..

hey i love this song too :P


ur blog is so ghosty ghosty :P
it reminded me of casper :P
brocasarea said…
hmm....nice one!..rehman?
Alok said…
yup a mix of Telegu and Hindi. Very catchy tune ... was quite a big hit when it was released .....

Jeevan said…
Nice one bro :)
Solitaire said…
Is this where you are learning your hindi from?
Ghost Particle said…
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Ghost Particle said…
[kesh] im fine keshi...jst too busy da. hugs.

[sourish] what kind of comment is that? LOL :p

[broca] yah bro, rehman.

[alok] thx for clarifying it sounds so nice to see the two languages used well.

[jeeva] yes bro, did you watch the Simbu one also?

[sol] :D a bit. :p

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