Come pronunciare «rajah» in inglese

Spoken Video Transcripts & Contextual Quotes (5 Verified Clips)

• 🇺🇸 USTEDx Talks

  Clip #1 · @0:12

  “It is indeed a privilege to be talking to young students, and I must thank the principal, Miss Rajah, the communication team who were after me and persistently talking to me, the communication team who were after me and persistently talking to me,”

• 🇺🇸 USTED-Ed

  Clip #2 · @3:28

  “Their goal couldn't be far. Sailing further west, Magellan was warmly received by Rajah Humabon of Cebu. So when the ruler asked him to help subdue”

• 🇺🇸 USWIRED

  Clip #3 · @5:26

  “Little Mermaid took me six and a half hours. - Jasmine and Rajah took her five hours. This glow in the dark Happy Haunt set took 11 hours.”

• 🇺🇸 USItalian Fairy Tales

  Clip #4 · @0:01

  “Italian stories, Around the world in 80 days, part four. She spun around and fell with grace. She was truly unique and she was about to change the future of this journey and the future of Phileas Fogg. Fogg, the man who wished to go around the world in 80 days and who had bet his fortune and his entire career on this endeavor. But before reaching his true destination there were many obstacles to overcome. So many obstacles, oh. But not for Mr. Fogg, rather for someone who really wanted to ruin the trip. Are you finished now? Fix, Inspector Fix knew that now nothing could stop him from arresting Mr. Fogg. He walked with resolve and determination. Oh, how he yearned to arrest Mr. Fogg and have Mr. Fogg and Passepartout beg him to let them go. Oh, it is due. All it took to shatter that dream was one false step. Wow! Fix was betrayed by his disguise. The crowd gathered around to see a man wrapped in a sari. Look, it's a man. Why is he dressed like that? It must be to deceive the women, so let's talk to him. Oh! Oh! Oh! What a miserable man! No, no, let me explain. Anger and fear had filled the crowd. Our time in Bombay was rather quiet. Passepartout, isn't that right? Yes, monsieur, let's hope the rest of our journey is the same and that you manage to win your bet. Mr. Fogg agreed, he left his cabin to go stretch his legs, but fate did not agree. What happened to the train, conductor? Why did it stop halfway? Halfway? Kholby is the last station. That cannot be. The train goes all the way to Allahabad. This was Sir Francis Cromarty. Well, all the passengers know this. The tracks are not finished yet. From here on, find your own way to Allahabad. This is unfair, monsieur. What do we do now? Sir Francis and Passepartout panicked, but Mr. Fogg was not the least bit worried. Monsieur, how come you are so calm? Well, I am always prepared, I have two extra days at my disposal. Passepartout, now let's go look for an alternative route. You seem extremely confident. May I have the honor of joining you? Mr. Fogg kindly accepted and they set off to look for another means of transport. Ah! You speak as if you knew this country better than us. The only alternative means of transport are your own legs or perhaps an elephant. That is not a nice tone, sir. Wait a minute. He said an elephant. Is that possible? It certainly was. The young man’s name was Pars. He was a young Parsi known for how he understood animals. Mr. Fogg knew he had come to the right person, and Pars had the perfect name in mind for their journey. Oh, Kiouni, my dear majestic creature, but your master is a coarse man. He will charge you a fortune a day to rent her and he will accompany you. Oh! What a miserable man. He will make her work harder just to get you there faster and earn more money. Perfect. Then I will not rent Kiouni the elephant; I will buy her. You know how to ride an elephant, don't you? And to the delight of the Parsi, she was purchased for the exorbitant price of 2, 000 pounds. Sir Francis Cromarty and our Mr. Fogg sat down and were hoisted onto Kiouni's back. The Parsi sat on her neck. They were all ready to leave. As Mr. Fogg and Sir Francis sat next to each other, they began to talk, and Mr. Fogg was amazed by Sir Francis's journey. I have lived in India for most of my life, and honestly, I have become fond of this place. Now, Mr. Fogg was intrigued to learn that Sir Francis was involved in the last Sepoy rebellion in India. I wouldn't want to bore you with details, please, it is a pleasure. Being carried by Kiouni was easier said than done. Mr. Fogg, with his usual sophisticated gait, managed to get comfortable. But as for Sir Francis and Passepartout, oh! What a beast! Oh, I am going to be sick. Don't worry, Passepartout. Kiouni would never let you fall. She wouldn't, she wouldn't. The Parsi was so fond of this animal, and Kiouni seemed happy to have been freed from the clutches of her miserable master and to be in the hands of this loving rider. Mr. Fogg was amazed by this bond between a human and an animal. Perhaps love has a language of its own. Deviating from the Vindhya Mountains to take the shortest shortcut to Allahabad. The Parsi decided to cut through the dense forest to save time. It was quite funny to hear Sir Francis and Mr. Fogg talk about their lives to distract themselves from the discomfort of their journey. Around the world in 80 days, you say. That is quite a bet, Mr. Fogg. It is. And truth be told, Sir Francis, there is a lot at stake. I haven't told anyone yet, except the Reform Club, and my fortune is all I have. Mr. Fogg was opening himself up to new adventures. Passepartout, Sir Francis, the Parsi, Kiouni. All these humans with different stories and pasts were making Mr. Fogg’s stone heart feel very strange emotions of camaraderie, collaboration, and friendship, but soon Mr. Fogg’s world would be turned upside down. What happened, Yasdan? I heard movement in the forest, Sorgie, perhaps there are people like us? No, not in this country. People wouldn't venture into a dense forest. It's either a wild animal or bandits. Bandits. Don't resist, come with us. What is happening? Oh, that is Princess Mira from the Powell village. She is the warrior princess. She has rebelled in the most difficult situations. A princess should follow the rules, but she never does. They are likely soldiers from her own village. Everyone watched the young princess fight the battle fiercely, but no one watched Princess Mira as intensely as Mr. Fogg. We are sorry, Princess. We have orders. No, no. Where are they taking her? Ah, back to her prison, where she is kept away from all humans. The soldiers put the unconscious princess into the carriage and disappeared silently into the dense forest. Hers is a sad story, Mr. Fogg. Princess Mira was married to a rajah of a famous city. She was happy in her marriage, but one sad day the rajah left for a battle and never returned. You see, in those days it wasn't common for people to want to study. It was the rule of the era that a princess had to behave a certain way. But Princess Mira was not just any princess. After several attempts to break her spirit and to appease the angry villagers, the king finally had to put his daughter in the dungeons. Oh, the dungeons! Ah! Let's continue our journey, we cannot save everyone. Wait, we must save her. My friend, your fortune and your presidency are at stake. This could take a long time. I agree with Sir Francis, Fogg. This could take us off course. The village of Powell is far from here. We will lose the time we gained by taking the shortcut through the forest. Monsieur, our train from Allahabad to Calcutta leaves tomorrow afternoon. If we get caught up in some Indian scandal, we might really miss it and fall behind on our journey. Mr. Fogg was listening to everything, but he was thinking of only one thing. She will be taken back to her dungeons, far from all humans. Mira, Mr. Fogg repeated the name as if it belonged to him, and the decision was made. We will save her at all costs.”

• 🇺🇸 US

  Clip #5 · @1:20

  “He had red raw open source on his legs. When I looked at Rajah and I really look into his deep dive watery eyes, I could feel his misery. I could feel his misery.”