Emosanal Attyachaar X-rated Version.....

That Dev D. is one of the most 'complete' OST of recent times is apparent on the first listening itself. 18 tracks. Each different from the other. Folk, Bhangra, Mush, Rock, Peppy, you name it. Enough said.
Now I chanced upon the 19th one. Anurag Kashyap writes on his blog Passion For Cinema

"Got this via email. Please be warned, a fanboy has created an X-rated version of Emosonal Atyachar from Dev.D… watch and listen to the song at your own risk."

The Brass band and the Rock versions of Emosanal Atyachar are fantastic songs. But when it comes to break-up, this X-rated version beats the official versions hands-down. Although Kashyap claims that it has been created by a fan, the voice is too familiar to the Brass band one. I guess the makers of Dev D. were in a nautanki mood when they made this X-rated stuff. It kicks ass, and how! Of course it can not be released. So it was toned down to the Emosanal Atyachar that we know. But Kashyap and co. could not hide 'creation' any longer. Hence this.
Enough blabber now. Here's the deal. Turn down the speakers and minimize the window if you fear someone's around. And girls, please refrain. This is da shit...

Dev D

Anurag Kashyap should kill Abhay Deol.
Abhay Deol should kill Mahi Gill.
Mahi Gill should kill Kalki Koechlin.
Bollywood should kill the entire crew of Dev D.
And we, the self-respecting intelligent movie viewers of the world, must kill Anurag Kashyap.

Shah Jahan cut off the hands of his craftsmen after they built the Taj Mahal. He didn't want want them to recreate it somewhere else. May be he didn't even want them to practise their craft again. They had done the greatest thing they could have done. Something which can not be bettered. When you reach the point beyond which you can not improve, you cease to live. Whatever you do, is a mere shadow of the greatness you had achieved. Futile attempts to recreate the sublime. There's no point in crawling along, resting on your laurels. Kurt Cobain knew when to die. He could not have done anything better than what he had already done. So he left.

To the team behind Dev D, Thank you.
Now please die.