Man standing outdoors near a railing with buildings behind him.

LET THE RAVI SHINE ON RAMANNAPET VILLAGE

While having a haircut, amidst the rice fields on a cold Sunday morning at the farm house, Korutla Ravi, also known as Korutla Ravinder – a barber personified – whispered in my ear gently: “Sir, I want to contest in the elections for our village Sarpanch position”. We all belong to a sleepy village, almost […]

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ON BEING MY FATHER’S BARBER

ON BEING MY FATHER’S BARBER

Till his 70th year, my father regularly visited barber’s shop once in every 20 days for haircut. Being a policeman, he had not only followed the police discipline in hair styling, but taught us the need to have a disciplined hair style. For majority of his life, my father had Mr. Narasimha as his barber. […]

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