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Masan was formerly a municipal city in South Gyeongsang Province, South Korea. The city was situated on Masan Bay (마산만, Masan-man), approximately 35 km west of Busan. It was known for its textile industry, and it was the site of Hite Brewery's production facilities.
During the control of the Mongolians, the town was known as Happo (合浦). Therefore, the old and still frequently used name for Masan-man is Happo-man.
Masan was known for its highest peak, Muhaksan. The name Masan means "horse mountain". For that reason, many place names in Masan incorporate the syllable ma (마 or 馬), meaning "horse" and san, (산 or 山), meaning "mountain".
October 1274 After Korean officials encouraged Kublai Khan - head of the Mongol Yuan Dynasty - in 1265 that Japan would be easily subdued,[citation needed] the Koryo Korean state built over 300 large ships to aid an invasion of Japan. With over 20,000 Mongol troops as well as 5,000 Korean, the allied armies departed Masan on board 900 ships on October 2 of 1274 in an attempt to conquer Japan that eventually failed.
Richa Chadda is an Indian theater and film actress. She made her debut with a critically acclaimed performance in Oye Lucky! Lucky Oye!.
Chadda as a student was equally interested in academics and cultural activities, which made her an all rounder at school. This zeal for both was instrumental in enhancing her personality. Chadda began her career as a model and then she moved to theater. She performed plays touring all over India and Pakistan. Later she was trained under Barry John.
Swanand Kirkire (born 1970) is an Indian lyricist, playback singer, writer, also a television serial writer, assistant director, dialogue writer, both in television and Hindi films.
Kirkire won the National Film Award for Best Lyrics twice. First in 2007 for the song "Bande Me Tha Dum...Vande Mataram" from the 2006 film, Lage Raho Munna Bhai, second time in 2009, for the song "Behti Hawaa Sa Tha Woh..." from the film 3 Idiots. He also received Filmfare Award nomination for Best Lyrics for the song "Piyu Bole" in Parineeta (2005).
Swanand Kirkire was born and brought up at Rambagh in Indore-based Marathi speaking family to Chintamani (father) and Neelambari (mother), both of who are classical singers. However he has no formal training in singing.
He moved to Delhi after doing his graduation in commerce. In 1996, Swanand graduated from National School of Drama and started doing theatre
The first try came with direction when Swanand wrote and directed a play on freedom fighter Bhagat Singh in New Delhi. During his theatre days, he learnt that Manju Singh, a television serial producer, was looking for a writer for his serial Swaraj, also on Bhagat Singh. He went to Mumbai, and had an apartment in Warden Road. When the serial ended, he gave up his apartment and settled down in Goregaon, a Mumbai suburb.
I've got your calling card and it says don't call at
all.
All in all I've got no one and nobody gots me.
And due to excessive shoe loss,
yeah, they're falling off, they're falling off.
Without further adieu, I'm-a stop it all with signs and
everything and all.
If you didn't want to be here you shouldn't have come
at all.
WE'RE GONNA HAVE A BALL.
And if you don't come it's your loss.
Shake it from side to side.
This is Mexico and from here on out it's a no holds
barred.
See he's already in.
I've lost all momentum to attempt to have half of a
conversation with you.
But this is nothing new.
But this is nothing.
You're the worst thing that's happened to me and if I
was lying maybe we could agree to disagree.
"We're not working out"...
"I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I
know..."
Abrupt pause. "I know." ,
"I'll walk you out"... I'm on my way right now. We've
got to find that horse.
Well, let's go, where's your seatbelt? Let's grow, mi
dos.
Grow up? I've neglected to mention there's a hole in my
boat, we're not going anywhere.
You're still on mute, I'm a mime.
They call me Luke, It's short for Leukemia.
You keep getting louder.
I'm not accusing you, I'm just saying It's all your
fault.
You put the 'cool' in alcohol, and I've lost all
momentum to try to speak to you.
Alas, my fingers hurt from snapping, so, you better
stay on beat.
I'm lost and you know exactly where to find me, on and
on ...so wrong.
Silly girl, tricks are for kids, where's your tricks
now?