Jayam Manadera - 2000 - Abhiram - Venkatesh, a NRI based in Europe stays with his parents, he tries to spread the message of happiness around. A group of 10 people win a contest organized by Thumps up, which gives them an opportunity to tour Europe. Uma - Soundarya, is one of the group and Abhiram is their tour guide. Abhiram loses his heart to Uma. A shy Uma unable to express her love towards him, leaves a message in Abhiram's answering machine. Abhiram, who happens to listen to the message after Uma leaves, calls up Uma and talks to her. When Abhiram lands in India to see his beloved, he is chased and shot at by a gang of shooters unknown to him. Who are this people and why do they want to kill Abhiram? Click www.rajshritelugu.com to watch the best of Telugu movies, songs, scenes, trailers, TV shows etc.
Monthly Archives: April 2010
Jayam Manadera – 5/14 – Telugu Movie – Venkatesh & Saundarya
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Ring ring ring – De la soul
Ring ring ring- de la soul Lyrics: DOVE: Hey how ya doin' Sorry ya can't get through Why don't you leave your name And your number And I'll get back to you Hey how are ya doin' Sorry ya can't get through But leave your name (uh) And your number And I'll get back to you. Once again it's another rap bandit Fiending at I and I can't stand it Wanna be down with the Day-Glo Knocking on my door, saying, "a yo yo" Knocking on my door, saying, "a yo yo" "I got a funky new tune with a fly banjo" I can't understand what the problem is I find it hard enough dealing with my own biz How'd they get my name and number Then I stop to think and wonder Bout a plan, yo man, I gotta step out town You wanna call me up? Take my number down It's 222-2222 I got an answering machine that can talk to you It goes POS: Hey how ya doin' Sorry ya can't get through But leave your name and your number And I'll get back to you Yo, check it, exit the old style Enters the new But nothing's new 'bout being hawked by a crew Or should I say flock cause around every block There's Harry, Dick, and Tom, with a demo in his palm Now I'm with helping those who want to help themselves And flaunt a nut that's doggy as in dope But it's not the mood to hear The tales of limousines and pails Of money they'll make like a pro I be like, "Yo black, just play me the tape" But at the show the time to spare I just make But the songs created in they shacks Are so wick-wick-wack, situations like this And now I hate they give me ...