Soni De Nakhre

Somewhere in Sigatoka, this song is playing. Maybe from a taxi parked beside the river, or Keschni mami's kitchen radio, or in one of the Indian-owned electronics shops in town. It's one of several infectious songs from an otherwise awful Bollywood slapstick comedy called Partner. Aradhna and I went hiking on Monday and every couple of minutes, without fail, one of us would sing out to the wilderness, "Pump up de jam ..."