An anecdote as told by my father: My Tayaji (my father’s elder brother) late Shri. Atmaram ji was reading the following Telugu Vemana Shatakamu poem aloud when he was in his 3rd class. గంగిగోవు పాలు గరిటెడైనను చాలు కడివెడైననేమి ఖరము పాలు భక్తి కలుగు కూడు పట్టెడైననుచాలు, విశ్వదాభిరామ వినురవేమ. అర్థము: మంచి ఆవు పాలు కొన్ని ఉన్నా చాలు. గాడిద పాలు […]
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WRITING THE EPITAPH OF TIME
I have completed reading a great book called KOLAGANI MUTHIAM REDDY (KMR). The greatest story ever told. I have lived through his accomplishments, success, failures, disappointments, happiness, sorrows, celebrations, plans, future, professions and much more. In a word, I saw my life in him. I ate when he ate, laughed when he laughed, cried when […]
BABU…GOPI
No Sir. I do not feel like going back to Hyderabad. I am not missing anybody except you. I love this quite environment. The months that fly during the night. The Noise of birds. Do you know I can also hear the noise of the sunrise and the sunset? This entire week I have neither […]
Beyond Maryada PURUSHOTTAM
I remember our discussions about your father or my grand-father sir. He did not want you to become a farmer or an agriculturist. He did not want you to undergo the same suffering as a farmer, as he did. For him being a farmer was no life at all. I know sir, you love agriculture… […]
Time is Strange
I am writing as we may not have this conversation in person in immediate future. I want to tell you how I feel and to tell you some of the things that are difficult to say. I remember your father being your age and promising himself that he would do a better job of being […]
The Life Lived
What is life? Observing my father, a retired Indian Police Service officer and the Distinguished Service Citation awardee from the President of India, I feel that life is what you lived. Ambitions, greed, passion, and many more, when all start subsiding the real human being emerges. I find these days my father’s face more peaceful, […]
