Childhood Memories - Part I

I have been hooked to jingles since I was like...this high.

As far back as my grey cells allow me, the first ever jingle I memorised was,

Bol Sakhi Bol Tera Raaz Kya Hai?
Kya Hai Tere Khushi Ka Raaz
Tu Bata De Mujhko Aaj

Mala-D Hai Mera Raaz
Garbh Nirodhak Goliyan, Mala-D Mala-D

See. I was too young to know what Garbh is, leave alone Garbh Nirodhak Goliyan. Just to quote Bhuvan Bhaiyya - "Itni Hindi To Meri Tau Na Jaane". I remember singing / mouthing the first couple of lines in front of some guests. Quite obviously, my parents were embarassed and the next thing I saw, was them (guests included) with raised heckles controlling their chuckles. (Sorry, bad expression.)

Anywhichways, the smart kid that I was (I still am, leaving aside the kid part of it), I quickly realised that the jingle was quite inappropriate for the occasion and promptly subjected my vocal chords to "Meri Jaan, Meri Jaan. Sunday to Sunday."

Much later, when I grew a bit taller (in height and in stature) and a bit more worldly wise thanks to generous inputs from my Big B, it was only then that I realised the full scale of my childhood folly.