Mucho Pyaar :o) x

Thursday, 15 June 2017

Miss Meena and the Masala Queens: Cast Catch Up.

Taking their inspirations from the British Asian Drag Queen Community, Pravesh Kumar brings to the stage of story of Miss Meena and the Masala Queens.

Miss Meena, portrayed by Raj Ghatak, lives in the distant memories of her day of sensational sarees, beautiful Bollywood numbers and adoring audience. The nightclub too has lost it's glitz, glam and glory, much like it's once quintessential Queen!
With Miss Meena desperately holding onto her haven, her long-standing companion, Munni, portrayed by Jamie Zubairi, is pushing for a modernised updated and with property developers waiting like vultures, a new ray of hope arrives in the form of Shaan, portrayed by Nicholas Prasad, the younger shadow of Miss Meena, wanting to enter the Asian Drag Queen Community. Miss Meena finds some more solace and support, in the comedy duo of Preetho and Pinky, portrayed by Harvey Dhadda and Vedi Roy, two undercover wanna-be artists, in the form of construction workers. Just as a hummer of hope can be seen, Miss Meena's past brings her ghosts of yesteryear, putting everything into a question mark.

I was fortunate enough to catch up with the cast of Miss Meena and the Masala Queens and get their personal insight, thoughts and opinions of the production, and this is what they had to say.

What attracted you to this production and role?
Raj Ghatak - Miss Meena
 "I was attracted to the production as it's a story that hasn't been told before. As an actor, you are privileged to get to tell stories, and Miss Meena's story is an untold one. So as an acting challenge, it's huge as there's so much to get right and make believable. In order to do a good job, and make Miss Meena 'real' a lot of work went into posture, walk, voice and accent; and that's before learning at the script! I think it's important to keep pushing boundaries and expanding perspective, and I hope this show is doing that with the audience. The audience reaction is supportive which has been lovely to receive. For me this was a no brainer. I was offered the role, and accepted."

What was the biggest challenge you faced bringing this role to life?
Nicholas Prasad - Shaan
"It was being as completely convincing and authentic as possible so that audience members could buy into the transformation of Shaan. Undoing 28 years of being aheterosexual male and transforming briefly into a woman, finding the feminisation, selling it and convincing the audience  - that was by far the biggest challenge."

What is your favourite line/dialogue in the play?
Jamie Zubairi - Munni
"Section of dialogue would have to be opening section with Meena. It has the first proper laugh of the play from "The Sherlock Homos" to "Still am, darling". My favourite line would have to be "Think about those fringe benefits, Mr Councillor... So, are you in or out?" it's Munni at her most manipulative."
What has the reaction been to the show from the audience, community and your friends and family? Vedi Roy - Pinky
"The reaction has been surprisingly good! In rehearsals, we thought that there might be a lot of walk outs because of the subject matter, but everyone seems to love it. We get hounded at the end of every show from screaming fans, it's a beautiful reaction from the audience and the community. My friends and family couldn't have been more supportive. I have personally been through a lot of the themes that the play discusses, so I was nervous about my family's reaction to the show, but in a way, having this platform made discussions about homosexuality a lot more free, open and amiable. This show, I'm sure, is helping to break boundaries."
To learn more about the production, please visit:

Mucho Pyaar :o)

I would like to thank the production and cast for giving me the opportunity to interview them and wish them all the best for the rest of the tour.


Friday, 2 June 2017

Theatrical Review: Miss Meena and the Masala Queens

I had the pleasure of receiving an invite to view and review Rifco Art's latest production, Miss Meena and the Masala Queens. From the first email to the last, I must mention the efficiency, professionalism and flexibility of Gurpreet Braich, the Communications Manager. A special thank you, for all your help. 

I arrived at Greenwich Theatre, London and was greeted by Karen, Audience Liaison, who handed me my program and spoke to me about her background and passions for Theatre. She was warm, welcoming and thoroughly engaging. Upon being seated, Libby Watson's stage set design was simple, but effective. A big, blue neon sign, flashing Miss Meenawith a small bar centre stage, with classic Bollywood tracks filled the auditorium. What really brings down the class of this minimalistic vision, was the eyesore industrial scaffolding, which sat out of place.

The play opens with Miss Meena behind the bar and an illusion scene, in which we see a gracefully portrayed dance to a classic Meena Kumari number, dressed in white, capturing the audience into the movement and emotions, as Miss Meena loses herself into the song, and taking the audience into the story of Miss Meena and the Masala Queens.
Harvey Virdi's script reveals Miss Meena, portrayed by Raj Ghatak, a British Asian drag queen, who is caught in an emotional turmoil of succumbing to her traditional family's cultured way of life and her own desire of drag, adding in the emotional guilt of her fellow Asian drag queens, who have found solace in the establishment, which bears her name. The masala filled twist comes in, with Miss Meena's time-honoured friend and employee, Munni, portrayed by Jamie Zubairi, wanting to commercialise and modernise the club, bringing it under further treat. To really bring the Bollywood home, we see the demands of Miss Meena's return to the family home staged by her brother, Kabir, portrayed by Ali Ariaie. 

Like with any Rifco production, Parvesh Kumar does not fail to fill the stage with glitter amongst the guilt, sarees amongst the sins and glamour amongst the gloom! To bring their version of air and graces, into this well-intended issue of acceptance, we are introduced to Preeto and Pinky, portrayed by Harvey Dhadda and Vedi Roy, two construction workers with a painful passion, in every way possible, to splash their sparkles across the stage! Whilst both characters have clearly been written in to bring in the, pun-intended, lift between the seriousness of scenes, Virdi's truism script leaks across the clunky and clumsy characters in an almost hypocritical and ironic sense, mirroring every stereotypical cliché for cliché. What was touching to see though, was the two-scenes of seriousness, given to the duo, which could have developed into more, as could have the all the characters. 

Despite stretching the production over 150 minutes, characters clearly remained undeveloped, indistinct and almost unfinished, leaving the audience with an underwhelming taste of the cast, though this could have been easily rectified by a stronger script. Whilst the various vapid tributes to both Bollywood and Mina Kumari were impotent, there was a flavoured kick of kitsch, thanks to Andy Kumar's costumes. This combined with a choice of classic numbers from over the years, including Pakezah's ‘Chalte Chalte', going to Mr India's 'Hawa Hawali' and coming into Agneepath's ‘Chikni Chameli’, brought an otherwise minimalist setting to life, completed by Mark Dymock's lighting design. What was quite evident was the dancing skillset and varying experience, between the characters, through their unsynchronised moments, clashes and confusion. Without a shadow of doubt, Roy's magical movements, enticing expressions and strong stage presence stole both my heart and the show, even with a small wardrobe malfunction, making this work in his favour! 

I applaud Kumar's attempt to bring a taboo topic to theatre, as this was most needed and certainly I know from experience, that staging controversial themes is never without its challenges. However, having a thwart script, dripping with bored banality, laden and limp, limits not only the actors, but the entire production too, from breaking barriers. In fact, what Miss  Meena and her Masala Queens did offer vey well, was classic clichés, non-provocative drag acts and camp choreography. Sad, as this an issue that has currently been exposed quite widely, thanks to social media platforms, and so the potential for exploring raw feelings, realist melancholia and hard-hitting humour was endless, yet remained untouched...ironically. Overall, it is a well intended drag, which can be deemed as entertainment on a various levels, to a universal audience. 

Mucho Pyaar :o)



Friday, 19 May 2017

The Queen of Dhak-Dhak... Happy 50th Birthday!

The Queen of Dhak-Dhak... Happy 50th Birthday!

•• ♥ ◘ -
Madhuri Dixit-Nene- ◘ ♥••

From the very first moment I stood on my two feet, I have aspired to be a mini-me of my Idol, Madhuri. Every beat, expression and move I would always picture how my Madhuri would portray it, though I came nowhere near her level!

Known for her heart-melting smile, setting fire to any stage she dances on and lighting up not only any screens she appears on, but also each viewer’s insides too. From 1984’s Abodh to Aaja Nachle in 2007, Madhuri Dixit-Nene has starred and acted in over sixty-five movies alone, with five Filmfare Awards, four for Best Actress and one for Best Supporting Actress. She holds the record for the highest number of Best Actress nominations at Filmfare, with thirteen. In 2008, she was awarded the Padma Shri, India's fourth-highest civilian award by the Government of India.

The irony of the lyrics, of her iconic Kathak number, 'Maar Dala' from Devas melted the hearts of thousands around the globe, this year sees the Queen of the Silver Screen, the Definition of Dance and Sheer Poetry in Motion celebrate 50 years of her life.

Let’s find the innocence of Bubbli, hidden inside the marvel that is Madhuri Dixit-Nene...

 1. Madhurji... Your favourite dance:
*Ek-Do-Teen...*Choli Ke Piche...*Dhak-Dhak...*Hum Ko Aajkal...

Ans: Humko Aajkal – Sailab

2. Madhurji...The film closest to your heart...
*Teezab *Ram Lakhan *Parinda *Beta *Hum Aapke Hain Kyon *Dil Toh Pagal Hai *Devdas
                              Ans: Hum Aapke Hain Kyon

3. Madhurji... The most romantic male actor
*Anil Kapoor *Amir Khan *Salman Khan *Sharukh Khan

Ans: Sharukh Khan

4. Madhurji... Describe the following people with 1-2 words...

Yash Chopra – Very Creative
Saroj Khan – The Ultimate
                               Anil Kapoor – Hard-Working
Dr. SriRam Nene – The Doctor of my heart

Thank You Madhurji... 
Over the years, Madhuri has been paired with some of Bollywood’s biggest heartthrobs and each and every time, she not only stole the screens, the attention but with every movie she did, she stole hearts, souls and minds...!
Tezaab: 1988
Although Madhuri made her film debut with Abodh, in 1984, she received wider public recognition in 1988 with Tezaab, opposite Anil Kapoor. The film was such a massive hit, that it was 1988's highest grossing movie, and got Madhuri her first nomination for the Filmfare Best Actress Award. Madhuri's pelvic thrusts and turns made the ‘Ek-Do-Teen’ number a trending rage, with the style becoming a permanent feature in most Madhuri movies.

Dil: 1990
A classic romantic movie, with Madhuri and Amir Khan, showing off teen pranks and teen love, taking you back to your own college moments. Their chemistry was on par with perfection, with each and every number taking you back to those moments where you first fell in love. Both Madhuri and Amir oozed flair, panache and finesse in more and more throughout, with each emotion so raw and so real. Certainly, one of my all-time favourites!

Saajan: 1991
Madhuri, Salam Khan and Sanjay all star in this Bollywood love triangle. Although Madhuri was somewhat limited to the submissive role of the object of desire between two strong leads, her charms, grace and fine performance allow her to sublimely wave through the entire script. 

Hum Aapke Hai Kyon: 1994
The biggest hit of 1994 and the 52-week runner, Madhuri and Salam Khan’s Hum Aapke Hai Kyon was one of the biggest hits of 1994, with a trend setting towards non-violent love stories. Again, with some sizzling on-screen chemistry between the pair, Madhuri and Salam suited each other perfectly, with some great numbers that still are heard and seen today.

Sexy Shah Rukh... Magnificent Madhuri: 1993-2002
How could I pick and just cover one movie that starred this breathe-taking Bollywood duet?! Anjaam saw both actors play a vast amount of emotions and go from a positive to an extreme negative character, whilst delivering that charm and grace that is Madhuri. This talented duo had all lovers, everywhere come alive, when we saw the theme that Love Conquers All in Koyla, Dil to Pagal Hai, Hum Tumhare Hain Sanam and last but least, Devdas. The awesome-twosome has always set the Bollywood screen blazing alight with their talent, chemistry and extravaganza!

Here's to the future, Mrs. Dixit-Nene 
Here’s wishing the only classy, graceful and heart-stopping, Mrs Madhuri Dixit-Nene, a very Happy 50th Birthday! Yet am I to witness some who ages to beautiful, gracefully and classily. Praying for her years ahead to be filled and showered with great health, wealth and happiness, forever more. May she continue to grace the stages and screens, creating magic, masti and magnetism performances, bringing life and a breath of fresh air to Indian Cinema, once again.

Mucho Pyaar :o) x



Thursday, 4 May 2017

Bapuji: A Tribute To My First Hero

Every girl grows up with a Hero in life, usually the Father/Father figure; I was doubly blessed with two. Of course my Father is, has and always will be mine, but my first Hero is my Bapuji, (My Mother's Father). If you me well or read my last blog, (, you shall know that I am a truly spoilt Princess and this all thanks to my Superhero Nana! From the day I was born, doctors, nurses and health care professions swooned around; a fairer than fair doll, head of thick, luscious black curls and a smile that had everyone putty in my hands. This continued when Mother and Baby were discharged home, where from day one, I had everyone at my beck and call! All schedules revolved around my burps and bumps, yet no one was actually allowed to touch me. Between my Nana, Father and Mama, (Maternal Uncle), I was constantly guarded, with my Mother only being allowed to nurse me with a supervisor. Even my poor Nani, (Maternal Grandmother), had to have supervised time! So it shall come as no surprise that yours truly was named Princess for many reasons! As time went on, I was constantly given undivided attention, showered with love and affection and wanting for nothing. Yes, I was spoilt endlessly and I say this with pride!

I know today my family and I are all feeling a little bit sad, that 17 years ago we lost our Bapuji, our Hero and our Rock.. Together we have held hands and cried an ocean of tears, as we felt so empty and held many fears. The Man that has always been here, present and supportive, in ever moment, is no more. You may not be here in body, but your soul, teachings and values live on in ever one of us. I can imagine that you are still worrying away, like you always did, about the slightest little thing, when it come to any one of us, because... That was you! However, it is only because of you that we are such a close crowd and a tight unit, though when we bicker I hope you are busy with other distractions!

I sleep a little easier, knowing you are an Angel, who watches over me, morning, noon and night and I can only, but pray that may your soul be resting in peace. I am sure you would want us to know that you are in a good place, watching us all with a smile, making your fishy-face, as we strive to make you proud, as proud as can be, that you has raised such a beautiful, caring and special family..

Thinking back now, I really have to say just how lucky and privileged I was, to have known and been with Bapuji to his last day, for in my life you have played such a special part, the memories I will treasure and keep close to my heart, always and forever. I will alway cherish our foodie passion, those midnight yogurts, toast and sambharo, (cabbage and carrot stir fry), and even to this day, I can't eat guwar nu shak, (cluster beans curry), without shredding a tear in your thoughts.

I know when God called you, you had to go, but I still want you to know Bapuji, that I miss you so much and love you more so, each day and although He has gone we, His family will always be together, with His spirit living on, in each one of us. When I look to the sky, I look for the brightest star, as that will be Bapuji looking down on us from afar. Baa was the wind beneath your wings and I made a solemn promise to you, and every time I think of it, my body tings, but I will fulfill the vachan, (promise), I gave you because through Baa, I still have you.

I thank God, my Bhole Naath and my Mataji, (Lord Shiva and The Mother Goddess), above, for blessing us with our Bapuji with all his warmth, kindness and love and Bapuji, as you watch down on us, say a prayer for us every day, be sure to protect us and guide us on our way.

Goodbye for now, my Handsome Hero, until we meet again, one day..
I love you always Bapuji..
4th May 2000: The day you let my hand go, but found a place in my heart.. 

Rest In Peace Stud!
Mucho Pyaar :o) x

 Love you alway and forever, your Simbho..x

Thursday, 27 April 2017

The Reality of Moi; A Superhero Princess

Being the first born in many households is a pretty special moment and being the first daughter is even more precious. Well, I had it even better than this! I was the first Princess to, not only my parents, but the entire maternal family. First daughter, first granddaughter and the first baby amongst four households; the first of the new generation.

From the day I was born, doctors, nurses and health care professions swooned around; a fairer than fair doll, head of thick, luscious black curls and a smile that had everyone putty in my hands. This continued when Mother and Baby were discharged home, where from day one, I had everyone at my beck and call! All schedules revolved around my burps and bumps, yet no one was actually allowed to touch me. Between my Nana, (Maternal Grandfather), Father and Mama, (Uncle), I was constantly guarded, with my Mother only being allowed to nurse me with a supervisor. Even my poor Nani, (Grandmother), had to have supervised time! So it shall come as no surprise that yours truly was named Princess for many reasons! As time went on, I was constantly given undivided attention, showered with love and affection and wanting for nothing. Yes, I was spoilt endlessly and I say this with pride! Does this mean that I was a brat...maybe, sometimes, (hey! Who isn't?!), but I was also well grounded, well mannered and well rounded. I was taught about the rights and wrongs of life, respecting everyone no bars and most of all, loving and respecting myself always.

I was blessed and fortunate enough to come from a very well settled family, who gave love and discipline in equal bouts; my Daddy loved and Mummy was left to discipline! I was always a child who wanted to know why; why I was being made to do something, why was it done that and why we do this and that. It didn't just stop there.. Oh no, I wanted to know all the whys!
'Why do I have sit on the floor, clap my hands and sing these religious hymns; Why can't I wear my jeans to this wedding; Why do people touch other people's feet?'; Why aren't you eating all day?'  
Often I used to see parents shush their child; thankfully mine did the opposite. If they didn't know, I could always rely on my Nana and Nani, (Maternal Grandparents) to have the answer - and a real answer, not some colourful fiction! As I got older and the families grew, I often found myself sharing stories that I was told and the ones younger to me, doing the same with the ones younger to them and often encouraging the questions, too!

We grew from Moi to eight Granddaughters and one Grandson, yet none of us were ever treated differently. We were all encouraged to study hard, be independent and enjoy our lives. We were always taught all about our culture, our religion and our heritage and given the option of following and practicing it, never forced into it. To us, man and woman were equal in all parts, and treated as such!

I was also taught about equality and witnessed it first hand. My Father would often take the kitchen and create an array of delicious dishes, take on household chores and not be afraid to take on tasks, traditionally seen as belonging the ladies. Equally, my Mother was no different, whether it was changing a tyre, (yes actually changing a flat!), putting up a shelf or drilling through the wall! Being exposed to an open-mind, equal and cultured family shaped my personality to be the same and my siblings too. We were never told we couldn't do something because we were girls or that it wasn't the cultural nor social norm.
As I came into my teen years and had to make education choices, I always found I was having to shoulder and support friends, whose parents had often chosen their path or pushed them towards subjects they wouldn't necessarily want to opt for. I struggled to understand this, whilst I sat down with my parents and talked through the pros and cons of the options. The hardest part for me was when I collected As and A*s from my favourite subjects, including the non-traditional subjects like Drama and Textiles, my friends collected Cs and Ds from their dreaded subjects of Business and Economics! I was given the same rights, choices and freedom as all the males around me, whilst I often heard my female peers fabricate their whereabouts. Whilst I had the joys of attending private Dance & Drama Clubs, I saw others being thrown into tuition centres.
You would think higher studies, such as A Levels and University would belong to the individual, but nope! Again, parents pushed their Traditional Favourites of I.T, Accountants, Business and such, whilst I had the freedom to go into my chosen Psychology and then Counselling Therapy career. Even during the years of higher studies,  I had the freedom to not only live out, but live life! Again, I witnessed the same pattern of my newly-made Asian friends, getting creative with the truth, of why they couldn't come home, where they were and how well they were supposedly doing! Whilst my parents supported my love of the Arts and Media; whether it was taking me away at weekends so I could shoot for television shows, adverts or films, coming to watch my theatre performances and even listening to me moan about the woos of media life at silly hours of the morning.
This was not always the easiest for my parents, especially we come from a very active community and have a flood of social events in the calendar. Often my parents would come across people who would constantly share concerns and negative stories of young girls who had gone bad because the parents gave them too much freedom. This would really upset me, but my parents would remain calm, smile and nod, simply saying that trusted their daughters and more importantly, they trusted the upbringing they had given their children. This soon started to change, when I started to become a Household Name in community, as I started to take on bigger Media projects, which included very accomplished magazines, radio stations and television channels known to the Asian Community. Suddenly, those concerned ones were oh so proud now, that I belonged to the community, how proud I made them feel and how nice it was to see a young Indian girl in the light!
I am so pleased that I was raised in environment that was so forward, open-minded and cultured and I am honoured and privileged that I have been treated as a Princess and raised a modern woman. I have the skills, awareness and ability to attend a professional event on a Friday night, go partying with friends on a Saturday night and partake in a religious/cultural functions on a Sunday! None of which would have been possible if my parents had listened to those annoying aunties about too much freedom, taken the advise of the interfering uncles who thought they knew best about me and future and those concerned communities about good girls going bad!

 I'm living & breathing proof of a Superhero Princess;
I have a kick-ass Career, the ability to cook feasts fit for a King & change a tyre...
Whilst looking smokin' in a Saree!

Monday, 10 April 2017

Me, Myself and My Arranged Marriage: A Review

For those of you who know me, and know me well, will know I am a book worm, an addict and hooked to a book, from the tender of 3! I love to read and write, which is how I ended up with this space, I guess! I hadn't written on here in a long, long time and often used to think 'Oh God, I miss writing! This would make an amazing blog piece', especially when I used to get caught into interesting debates with family, friends and colleagues. I often even thought about combing my two loves of reading and writing, in the form a book review, but never got the opportunity.... Until now!

Picture the scene... It's a hot summer's afternoon and I'm sat in the Buzz Asia studios, hosting my brand spanking new Drive Time Radio show. I introduce the start of show, get a song going and just as I am bringing the fader down, which projects my vocals to the millions, in busts a beautiful, upbeat young lady! 'Hi, I'm Natasha, aka Nikki, aka the late night show host! We've been in emails together and interacted via social media, but it's so nice to finally meet you!! I've heard lots and lots about you, but not had a chance to meet you yet, because we work at such different time, but I stuck about after a meeting today, because I wanted to meet you and introduce myself. How you finding it here - if you need anything, please just ask!' And thus began a beautiful friendship.
Although, we worked very different show times, Nikki and I kept in touch, attended events, functions and shows together and even got to occasionally catch up, if I was ever covering a late evening show. So when I heard that Miss Asghar had finally put her book out to the public, I couldn't think of a better one for my first review! So now hope you enjoy my thoughts, my insight and my interpretation of Me, Myself and My Arranged Marriage. I look forward to your thoughts on mine..😁
When you are speaking to your friends and they share their private life, thoughts and feelings with you, one can sympathise, provide support or even advise and feel good about it too. However, when I first started reading Nikki's book, I felt awful, I felt naughty and I felt bad! It was almost like I had stolen her diary and was sat in a dark corner, hiding and reading it, like a naughty school girl, (Oviously I hadn't stolen the book; she very kindly posted me, my very own autographed copy!). This is further supported by the easy to read style that Asghar has chosen, with an almost conversation tone, between friends, which really allows her readers to connect to her.

The book opens up into the background of Nikki's personal life and upbringing, giving her readers a true insight into her personality, background and family home life. With this delve into the household, Asghar seamlessly creates an understanding, for the reader, into her thought process, the culture and how it works. This makes it an easy read for those who aren't from Asian background or exposed to the cultural and social norms, following with a summary of what is come in the book.
Asghar openly and honestly takes her readers through the trials and tribulations that many the young British Asian community members can identify and may even relate to! Certainly as a young, single, Brit Asian professional myself, I found me sighing and slapping my forehead in both empathy and sympathy half the read, whilst chucking and having many-a déjà vu in the other!
The book is carried across eight chapters, of the 'magnificent eight’ set ups over the years, where Asghar takes her readers through the journey of her dating dilemmas. The journey begins during her University days, where the first dormant dulha, (groom), is brought home. Over the years, or in this case, the chapters, both the author and it's readers grow in age, as we are exposed to the subsequent suitors brought to the doorstep through various mediums, from family members, to the workplace and even to the Asentas - my personal version of the Asian Yenta! What is interesting, is that whilst Asghar is quite modern in her outlook of life, we also see the traditional Nikki, who is respectful of her parents wishes in how the potential partner is introduced, coupling with her openness and acceptance of arranged marriages.
The old before his time gent, the status chaser, the schedule-caller and even the international admirer, Me, Myself and My Arranged Marriage will leave you giggling with glee, smiling with sympathy and cringing with confusion as each chapter uncovers something for all! A great start to your writing career Nikki, I am sure we all look forward to the sequel.

Mucho Pyaar :o) x

Tuesday, 28 March 2017

Chaitra Navratri.. ॐ

'Navratri, in April?!' This is usually the response most people have when hearing my excitement to the build up of my most favourite Navratri, celebrated during the month of Chaitra, devoted all to my beautiful Maha Kali Maa and this is post dedicated all to Her, so I hope this help you all understand more about Maa Kali and her Navratri. 
Chaitra Navratri is an important Hindu festival that is celebrated, just like Shardiya Maha Navratri, over nine days. The festivities occur over the nine nights of the Shukla Paksha, the bright fortnight of moon, during the month of ‘Chaitra’, which is the first month of the Hindu calendar, giving it its name of Chaitra Navratri and usually falls during March-April.
As one would during Shardiya Maha Navratri, the nine nights are dedicated to celebrating and worshipping the nine forms of the Goddess Kali and most of the rituals and customs are same.
According to the Hindu Puranas and scriptures, Chaitra Navratri was the most important Navratri in which Shakti was worshipped, until Lord Ram started to worshipp Goddess Durga in the month of Ashwin,  during the Ramayana war. Ironically, the last day of  Chaitra Navratri being Ram Navmi, which is why this Navratri is also known as Vasanta Navratri or Rama Navratri.  
Hindus believe Chaitra Navratri to be the most significant festival of calendar and say that during this time, devotees that serve and worship Maa Kali, the Goddess of evil and destruction, to be blessed by Her divine benediction. It is said that if devotees worship Maa Kali, without any desires to be fulfilled, they will attain Moksha, (salvation).
Maha Kali Maa: My Strength, My Shakti and My Stamina.
The most fearful and ferocious form of the Hindu Mother Goddess is Maha Kali, presented with the fiercest features amongst all the world's deities, She stands tall and proud, holding her with Her Trishul in one hand and the head of a demon in another. She adorns two dead heads for her earrings, Her necklace a string of skulls and Her clothing made of a girdle of human hands. Wide, red eyes, tongue protruding from her mouth, Her face and chest are sullied with blood. She stands with one foot on the thigh and another on the chest of her husband, Shiva.
Maa Kali's fearless form is strewed with symbols, each representing what makes Her Maha Kali! Starting from her name and complexion of Kali, meaning black, symbolizing her transcendental, mystical and all-embracing nature. She adorns no material goods, transparent like Mother Nature; the Sea and Sky, She too, remains free from an illusory cover, beyond Maya,  meaning illusion. Symbolising Her infinite knowledge is in the form of the fifty human heads garland, that represent the fifty letters of he Sanskrit alphabet. Signifying the freeing from the cycle of Karma takes form in the girdle of the severed human hands, whilst the whiteness of Her teeth highlight Maa's inner purity, with Her three eyes representing the three modes of time; past, present and future, which lies in Her very name of Kali, taken from the Sanskrit word of Kala, meaning time). Completing Her is the Trishul, the Trident, which is the destroyer of evil and alike.  The straggled Shiva, lying splayed at Her feet is affirmation that with the power of Maa Kali, also a form of Shakti, even the stalwart Shiva is quiescent.

May Navratri bring all my family, friends and followers Shanti, Shaki & Sneh. May Maha Kali Maa bless you and your loved one during these nine auspicious nights, keeping negative energies, bad connections and evil spirits away from you all.

Jai Maha Kali.. Jai Bhavani.. Mucho Pyaar :o) x