La Chica Mexicana - Spanish Romantic Poem

El día que me quieras  me da esperanza

la noche,  que sonríes me llena confianza
chica  , vamos habana cada semana
volamos sobre los lagos y los prados
luciendo sueños cándidas, como alas 

The day you love me gives me hope
The night you smile fills me with confidence
Mexican girl, let's go Havana every week
we fly over lakes and meadows
wearing candid dreams, as wings



vemos la belleza por todas partes
se desaparecen ojeras desde cordilleras
habrá juntas más rosas en las riberas
las fuentes  irán por las laderas ignotas
los lotos florecerán en carreteras extranjeras
los minutos escondidos volarán con las horas

We see beauty everywhere
dark circles disappear from mountain ranges
There 'll be more roses together on the banks
The fountains will flow by unknown hillsides
The lotuses will bloom in mystic paths
The hidden minutes will fly with the hours

Amblamos cogidas de las manos   
iramos por montes y praderas 
mientras juegas con libélulas doradas.
cuando intentas atrapar las luciérnagas
te cogo con mis miradas romanticas
se escuchan en la serenidad, tus gemidos, 
se ve el mundo en extasis de tus ojos 

We amble holding each others hands
we will go through mountains and meadows
while you play with golden dragonflies.
when you try to catch the fireflies
I take you with my romantic looks
your moans are heard in serenity
The world is seen in ecstasy of your eyes

Cada árbol una lira  cada brisa  canta
dicen que tu eres mi chica marvillosa

Each tree a lyre each breeze sings
They say that you are my marvelous girl

The Story behind the Book - Musings of Poolabala

 My new book to be released by the end of September 2019. 

స్కూల్స్ లో కాలేజ్ లో ఇదే తంతు:

ఈరోజు నాలుగు ప్రశ్నలు కంఠస్థం చేయించామా ? ఎగ్సామ్ పెట్టేసి మార్కులేసేసామా ? 

తల్లి తండ్రుల బుద్ది - ముష్టి మాఫియా టైపు
పిల్లల్ని వికాలాగులను చేసి వారితో బిచ్చమెత్తిచే గాంగ్ కి ఏమాత్రం తగ్గరు తల్లి దండ్రులు. 

పిల్లాడికి జ్ఞానం ఏమీ లేదని తెల్సినా వాళ్లకి ఏమీ పట్టదు . మార్కులు వస్తే  చాలు ఏ మల్టి నేషనల్ కంపెనీ వాడో ముష్టి వేస్తాడని నమ్మకం. 

మ్యుసింగ్స్ అఫ్ పూలబాల 
స్కూల్ పిల్లలకి , కాలేజీ విద్యార్ధులకి ప్రపంచజ్ఞానం , ఆలోచన,  తర్కం పరిచయం చేయాలని ఒక  ప్రోగ్రాం పెడదామని చూస్తే స్కూల్/కాలేజ్  యాజమాన్యం సహకరించదు.  అందుకే ప్రపంచ జ్ఞానం ,   చరిత్ర , వివిధ దేశాల్లో చదువు సమాజం , మతాలూ,  సంస్కృతి , నాగరికత , న్యాయం , చట్టాలు వంటి విషయాలు తెలుసు కో వాలనుకునే వారికి ఈ 145 pages పుస్తకం చాలా ఉపయోగం. 

I have written books and poems essays and stories in French , German, Spanish and even in Japanese ( short stories). I could release only a few books, They appear in the  Newspapers and Television. I don't want to release all the books though they are  substantially rich in knowledge unique in style. 

In fact they are some reasons for not releasing all the books. Most books are esoteric . They appeal to  people desiring high knowledge levels, for example my "Advanced Visual vocabulary "is unique as it offers 2000 most difficult English words for SAT and GRE and IELTS. I have not released it. 

The second reason is that I don't sell books. As I am not into selling. I am into teaching. I can not undertake the former as it is elaborate and cumbersome process. That is why I keep my books for the private circulation. But the herculean efforts behind the books would please Minerva. 

 Squeezing knowledge and life into books.   

Basic Visual vocabulary has taken one month. Smart Verbs has taken one month. French novel" notre école " has taken one month. Translation of Veyi padagalu ( వేయి పడగలు) into French 3 months. The time taken for planning out the Advanced Vocabulary is 6 months. While typing and organizing the pictures took one more month. 

Musings of Poolabala - 2014 PDF version was in private circulation 

Basically it Musings of poolabala was a collection of rich ideas brimming with vital information. I collected my ideas and compiled them as a book for the students to compensate their lack knowledge of the world.  This is the foreword written in 2014 

I raided and ransacked my cache of preserved thoughts of past years, culled the elite ideas that are crème de la crème and compiled them into graceful bouquet named "Musings of Poolabala". It feels like a plunge into deep ocean while browsing through 2011, 2012, 2013 and 2014 . I hope my musings amuse the matured readers but impart critical and analytical thinking to young readers.

Musings of Poolabala - 2019 Book published, going to be released.

This is an upgraded version of 2014 pdf which is fortified with world history, cultures, religions, societies, civilizations, law and finally literature. I added some of my poems too. 

Lovers at Cubbon Park - turns the Tryst into Arcadia

Like a spin ball that rotates  when it bounces on the pitch and deviates from its normal straight path

my recent trip bounced from its original path of Chandigarh, drifted to Delhi and finally materialized to Bangalore. I went to the Garden city to  strike a deal  for a new career and to consolidate my mind, soul and spirit  by incorporating the knowledge gained from education, comparing it with the truths discovered by experience and  finally to create new guiding principles necessary to stand against the ravaging circumstances for contemporary society to live in.

The trip is an investigation through extreme suffering and deprivation to transfuse a new spiritual thinking to my mind and transmute my lifestyle. It is an effort to ascend, to transcend and to have a firm foothold in the climbing.

On the way to other worldly journey,  I have not eaten deliberately -  hunger pangs brandished the whip of fire in the belly, walked at least 20 kilometers each day( except for the heck of it hired Bounce bike and traveled in Metro), fatigue clutched my legs , lived in self abasing and self abrasive style - forget to be my regular self .  In course of the entire self imposed ordeal  nothing has  betrayed me as  Cubbon Park. The scenes at Cubbon park have not touched my soul... at least they could not disturb my mind as they did Brahmrishi Saubhari.  They only gauged my mental resilience and introduced to me the anomalous side of me.

Brahmrishi Saubhari who had the eight mystic powers (siddhis) that are extremely difficult to attain through most austere practice ( Tapas). He actually  achieved  them  by dint of  Jal Samadhi.   During his jal samadhi  he saw a big fish having sexual pleasure with its partner. The scene has kindled desire in Maharshi with yogic perfection. He wanted to enjoy the same so he broke his sadhana and decided to marry. Hence changed his path.

THE CUBBON PARK IS THE ACID TEST.
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Had I been young or feeble at mind I would have had enthusiastic glimpses of the love birds in Cubbon Park. when I saw these scenes it is not the desire that struck my mind  but thought. The thought of Human freedom. The stare free environment brought to mind perfect place for human freedom where no one pokes his nose into others affairs, no one stares.... no one cares what you do.

Like the army carries out the dummy crash test with mannequin for military vehicle blast I carried out my transcendental lifestyle adaptation test  using a dummy called Poolabala. Believe me it is not me.  I have already written the first page of A Beginner's Guide to Transcendental Style. The achievement is less important than the magnitude of disillusionment and the loveliest thing is the disillusionment came easily. The excruciating pain diluted in the yearning for transcendental feeling  for aught I know the irrational passion into an emotional neutral existence

I became my own protégé to assay the strength of my spiritual ruminations on Poolabala as if I were not him and behaved like a complete visitor to the planet displaying detachment I tried to perceive the unknown existence through known existence.

Ah! the body can not take you to the place where the mind frequently carries your spirit and the spirit can not comprehend unless the mind is illuminated ( mind is the part of the spirit) but the fact that we can push ourselves ( the body) through earthly pain. only when you discover that pain is the perfect vehicle.

The fallacy of Renaissance men

What is the Truth behind the renaissance men. A woman deserves to be called a Renaissance Man?

Images from the bygone time are like antiques. They embrace eclectic texture of moods and confer on the heart enduring pleasure and rejuvenate the mind.

Earth is the mother that endures all her children. Wife is also a mother when she endures her man. She is man when she deals with daunting tasks with intrepid fashion. Her fight deserves glory and her glory deserves honor and her honor commands my love and commandeers respect. She is an accomplished lady. Her outstanding courage makes her a man. 

A renaissance man is a polymath like Leonardo da Vinci,  Michelangelo, Johann Wolfgang von Goethe , Rabindranath Tagore . These men are regarded as a renaissance men. But it is a fallacy to believe that  multi talented men are regarded as  Renaissance men.  But the basic reality is quite contradictory. when Life is viewed as talent  people try to compete and forget to live. A church is not its steeple nor its architecture  so is Life. Life is  is not  talent. 

(Edward Alexander Crowley a prolific writer , mountaineer, painter is  a highly influential figure over western esotericism and the counterculture but what avail? He has  widespread notoriety during his lifetime, the press described him as the wickedest man in the world and a Satanist, his mother defined him human beast.) 

Life is not its performance at the best. Real accomplishments are not those that appear in the front lights on the stage of life. Such accomplishments are far too inferior to glorify the life. without the guiding humanity even the best performer is only a machine. Grades without commonsense mean nothing.  Claps and compliments perish only the noble values cherish. This is what one must remember when one admires the talent of an actor , singer, dancer, writer or anybody. Today education that doesn't bother about behavior but memory. Media doesn't bother about inner qualities and values of celebrities. Both are the reasons behind the rotting society.   Media ( cinema also) is insensibly highlighting the people better than they actually are may be ok. This is called window make up in business language. Idiomatically they can be called RED HERRING which takes people's attention away from the main subject, problem, or situation that they should be considering.  

It is sensible to count on the inner qualities rather than outer accomplishments when we talk about renaissance men. She possessed oodles of  such noble qualities and values.  She is the untrollable With the underlying quality of Humanism which prepares her for any level of sacrifice. It left me stunned many a time. She is Varalakshmi my better half. 

రాత్రి మాట్లాడింది తుంపర లో - కవిత - పూలబాల

రాత్రి మాట్లాడింది తుంపర లో   చినుకులు జీవాహుతి
చేసుకుంటున్న క్షణాల్లో, ప్రపంచాన్ని తడిపి, మనసులని తడిమి
రాత్రి మాట్లాడింది తుంపర లో,   బహిర్‌ ప్రపంచం లో చినుకులుకు రగిలి
తనువు, మానసిక ప్రపంచం లోకి వివక్షకు వణికి మనసు,
మూకలకు భీతిల్లి వలపును శుషుప్తికి ఆహుతి చేయ
రాత్రి మాట్లాడింది తుంపర లో

వివశత్వాన్ని  వీడలేక వయసు పొగిలింది మనసు పొరల్లో
 క్షణికమైన దివ్యానుభూతి స్ఫురించి రక్తనాళ సంస్పందన కలిగింది
పరవశత్వంతో పరి చుంబన స్వనాలాపనకు  రసధుని పొంగి
 ఇంద్రియాల్లో ప్రసరించింది, రగిలింది తనువు,  ఘాడ  నిట్టూర్పు
 సమాధిలో  మూల్గింది మనసు,  అంతః ప్రచండ ఝంఝా ప్రభంజనం లో
  రాత్రి మాట్లాడింది తుంపర లో


 హేతువు తీతువు  కూతల్లో జంకి  ప్రేమ భౌతిక ప్రేరణను,
మానసికమని  బొంకి   వలపు  తలవంచుకునే తరుణం లో
 తనువులను జేర్చి మనసులను కూర్చి రాత్రి మాట్లాడింది తుంపర లో.

హృదయానికి నేడు సెలవు -కవిత - పూలబాల

మెదడు లౌకికం హృదయం అలౌకికం, 

నేడు హృదయానికి మెదడు నుంచి సెలవు .

హృదయం ఆనందానికి నెలవు 

వెలిగే  అక్షరాలు చీకట్లో, కవిత్వమై
క్షణాలు నర్తించె  ఆధరాలపై ధరహాసమై
ఎగసే హృదయము  తురంగమై
సాగె ఆనంద ఆకాశంలో  పవనమై
గత స్మృతులు కురిసే వర్షమై .

గుర్తుకొస్తోంది వర్షం కురిసిన రాత్రి.

గుట్టుగా పిట్టల పై రాళ్లు రువ్వే పిల్లగా!
నా మనసు కొలనులోకి రాయి విసిరావు,
కొలనులో వృత్తాలు వ్యాపించినట్లు నాలో
ఆలోచనాతరంగాలను వ్యాపింపజేశావు.
నింగి నుంచి నీటిపూలు రాలుతుండగా
మెరుపులా మెరిసావు వర్షం కురిసిన రాత్రి
వద్దన్నా పెదాలపై ముద్దర వేసి నిద్దర లేకుండా
చేసావు , నీటి ఎద్దడి లో వరద సద్దడి
వరద వెల్లువలో ఊరంతా కొట్టుపోయాక
నేనేమీ పట్టుకుపోలేక మండుటెండలో
వంటరిగా నిలుచున్నానిద్దుర రాని
నా హృదయం వేచి ఉంది వానకోసం
ఎందుకంటే వానోస్తే నువ్వు వస్తావుగా
ఆకాశం భూమి కలుస్తాయి గా

పింక్ మూన్ - పాట - పూలబాల

This Lyric is Based on the Tune of " Orayyo Endalo Chaligundiro"
From the movie : Sogasu Choodatarama"
This song has the same color but different shade.