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Mangal (Dev Anand) is a taxi driver who is called "Hero" by his friends because of his altruistic habits. He is a driver who drives a cab by day, then at night listens to the seductive club dancer Sylvie (Sheila Ramani) who has feelings for him. One day, while assisting another taxi driver, Mangal comes to the assistance of a damsel in distress, Mala (Kalpana Kartik), who is being molested by two thugs. Mangal gallantly rescues her, and attempts to take her to her destination, but to no avail, as the person she is looking for is Ratanlal, a music director, and he has moved out. The next day, Mangal and Mala again attempt to seek Ratanlal but the entire day is spent in vain. Mala starts living in Mangal's tiny apartment and both become attracted to each other. When Mala finds out about Sylvie, she decides to leave him. He goes in search of her, but in vain. Meanwhile, Ratanlal hires Mangal's taxi to go to some place. Due to certain circumstances, Mala returns to Mangal. Mangal takes Mala to Ratanlal's place and she is accepted there. Subsequently, she becomes a famous singer with the help of her music director friend.

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Yu was born into a family of "world music." His father plays several musical instruments, while his mother is a Peking Opera lover. Growing up in such an atmosphere, Yu has gained some talent in music. No matter the music genre, he can always sing along with the lingering melodies."Some of my favorite songs can make me burst into tears because they are so touching."

Yu began to drive a taxi 24 years ago in 1995. "I start working at about 6 a.m., grab my lunch at a diner and hit the road again. I call it a day no later than 4 o'clock in the afternoon because I begin to feel my age these years."

At first, Yu recorded songs onto cassette tapes at home. After the company exchanged his car's cassette for a CD player, he could only turn to the professional studios. However, the high prices made him back down.

According to Yu, for anyone among the thousands of passengers to get in his car, it's the fate that is worth treasuring. "No matter what's on your mind when you get in, I hope my songs can make you happy, and that you can pass such happiness on to other people."

As a taxi driver and singer, he has been on TV shows and signed a contract with a record company. He feels that his dream has come true. "Driving taxi and singing are always my favorite things. Neither is dispensable to me. Now that I can drive and sing as a career, it's the best thing that ever happened in my life."

Check out our list below, with a Spotify playlist of all 100 songs at the bottom, and try not to run through too many red lights and stop signs when blasting them out of your Bugatti, GTO or Little Red Corvette this weekend.

Fuel Economy: While plenty of songs focus on the drive itself, the Miami-based teens zeroed in on the sound system and the thrill of a booming bass, with equally exhilarating results.

After you get that taste of those missions, when you get to the evening part of Chapter 2, you can now talk to Mrs. Hirakawa at the office desk and pick missions to do as well as customize your taxi. Race Missions must be done in order, one at a time. For Taxi Missions, you're given a random pick of three of each kind until you start running out of them.

For these missions, you don't need to control your taxi. Kiryu will do all the work and you'll just have to respond to your customer. Respond well and you're likely to get a greater tip than otherwise.

HONG KONG, Oct. 1 (Xinhua) -- Hong Kong on Tuesday saw various forms of activities, both official and grassroots, marking the National Day, with taxis putting up national flags and hikers chanting patriotic slogans.

Music sites are just one example. Others include UberX (the cheaper, ride-sharing version of the regular Uber alternative taxi service) and apartment-sharing services, both of which, if they become widely used, will gradually undercut the employment and earnings of full-time taxi drivers and hotel staff.

Like Lotfi Bushnak, Sonia M'Barek is a popular media star known for her solo renderings of the ma'luf. Her voice is heard daily on Tunisian radio and her name was known to every taxi driver I rode with in Tunis. Born in Sfax in 1969, M'Barek studied at the National Conservatory where her teachers included Tahar Gharsa and Salah el-Mahdi. She claims to be highly discriminating in her choice of repertory, focusing on traditional Egyptian and Tunisian songs, including the ma'luf, and new songs by selected Tunisian composers. Her musical tastes, she explains, reflect her personal identification with Tunisan culture and history, and she considers the ma'luf an important part of that identity. M'Barek is equally discriminating in matters of venue: she eschews hotels, weddings and other private functions and performs only in public concerts, where the music is 'for listening.' Like Boushnak, M'Barek claims to have her own vocal style, influenced by no-one in particular. She agrees that unlike Tahar and Zied Gharsa, her style is not particularly Tunisian; rather, she personalises the ma'luf, singing the songs in her own way.

In 1997, M'Barek made a cassette, produced by the CMAM, entitled Tawchih (literally, 'ornament') in which she presents a twenty minute extract from nubat al-asbain (waslat al-asbain), a sequence of muwashshahat from the ma'luf in maqam sikah, songs by the veteran composers of the Rashidiyya, Shaykh Khemais Tarnane and Muhammad Triki, and a new song by the young Tunisian composer Abdelhakim Belgaied. In this recording, M'Barek's supple, full-bodied, caressing voice is offset by a light instrumental backing of violin, nay, 'ud, qanun, cello, riqq and darbukka; like Bushnak, she sings without chorus.

My own conversion came about one day in New York, through an affectionate but totally unreliable cabbie called Kulwant -- a story I have told in these columns in 'Just a passport sir'. That interaction made me open up to the taxi drivers and to see each ride as an opportunity not only to get from point A to point B, but to probe deeply into their lives and lies.

Thanks to this irresistible urge to chat up with the drivers, in the course of one month, I got exposure to several trajectories which drive drivers here, to America, as an unintended result of the American outreach and action, especially in the Islamic world.

As I get into the hired car -- not the yellow cab off the street, but a taxi ordered by phone -- an Asian driver with exquisite manners greets me. Wearing a nice fitting black suit, to match his black long mane, he looks like one of our Bollywood Khans -- Salman or Fardeen, gone a little older. Or say like Feroz Khan in an unusually sober mood.

"Ah, you came in the eighties. What were you doing in Kabul, Anwarbhai, have you gone back recently?" I ask. By now, it is evident that Anwar is as eager and happy to talk to me as I am. I am sitting in the front of the taxi with him, have politely turned down his offer to play songs from Kal Ho Na Ho on the car stereo, have accepted his offer of a coke bottle. We are comfortable with each other, two South Asians, with similar nostalgic memories of a land far away.

But there is a touch of melancholy in his handsome features. He is not too happy here, despite all these years driving a taxi, he admits. He did go back, in the nineties, with dreams of repossessing and reviving the family business. The Taliban were worse than the Russians. There was no future for him, with his Westernised ways and American habits. He had come back.

Next week, in the city where I live -- San Francisco, I am taking a cab. The driver knows that I am an Indian as I have told him to head to our consulate. "Are you happy with our elections?" he asks, and it is obvious that he is a Pakistani as that is where the election results had just come from on that day.

However I find that this driver does not readily respond but looks uncomfortable. When I ask him in English as to his country, he says playfully, "Farther apart from your country, why don't you guess?"

Put yourself in the shoes of an A&R person. You've got two things on your desk. The first one is on a CD, and it's got a really nice four-color package, great liner notes, and it's really sexy looking. You put it on and the engineering is spectacular, the production is spectacular, and the songs are pretty darned good. You put that down and say not bad, I'll hang on to that.

As far as CD versus tape, CD is great because it's an easy format to use. You don't have to search for anything like you do with cassette. But the fidelity isn't really important. Maybe it has 2% influence. If the songs were equal and both bands look great, the one with better sound quality may win. But it's generally not a competition. The A&R guy usually isn't making decisions along those lines.

We have a couple hundred studio owners who have joined, and when they tell their clients about it, what happens is that a client who used to record three songs a year is now recording a dozen songs a year. They're not just recording whenever they feel like it -- now they're recording because there's a purpose for it. There will be a deadline on a certain listing, and they've got a song written but it's not recorded yet, so they've got to get in there and do it.

I thought of that incident when an Italian masseuse tried to tell me what I needed to do to prepare for the session: Tutto, tutto, tutto, she repeated. I felt like the Thai taxi driver thinking that if I heard the word enough, it would magically translate itself for me. 2351a5e196