Rahmanism...

Just stumbled on this: http://www.rahmanism.com/2009/01/slumdog-millionaire-jai-ho-effect-in-us.html. The Jai-ho effect US. :-) The site is pretty cool indeed...All Rahman works are incorporated. Looking ahead for Delhi-6 now.

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