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Of Bobby Sandals, Sangam Chappals and 'Love in Tokyo' hair bands

Had a rather strange conversation with my mother. She knows what I have been up to, so I guess she wanted to help.

She told me about Bobby Sandal. A high and thick heeled sandal that became a rage after the release of that Raj Kapoor film.

She told me about Sangam Chappal that got its strange name because it's two straps came in two different colors and met  between the first and second toe.

And finally she told me about 'Love in Tokyo' hair band - a thin black hair rubber with two big pearly beads at the end that would peek out of the hair bun. These got their name from the 1966 film 'Love in Tokyo' starring Asha Parekh and Joy Mukherjee.*
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*Arundhati Roy mentioned 'Love in Tokyo' hair rubber band in her 1997 book 'The God of Small Things'.
Image: Screen cap from an unremarkable 1973 film called Gaddar. Image modified for efffect using GIMP.
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  1. MayaJun 29, 2010, 8:31:00 AM

    why some people are always attracted to the past.. i never understood tht... i always thought i might be a reincarnation..

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  2. Vinayak RazdanJun 29, 2010, 11:33:00 AM

    I always wanted to say this 'Past offers key to the future'. No, actually I have no idea.

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