Tuesday, February 22, 2022

Love and Peace -2

Visakhapatnam - Jagadamba junction

Pallavi was strolling with her friends Sandhya and Hyma at Jagadamba junction. She stopped at a fruit juice centre and ordered grape juice for her friends. Sravani came with Gayatri and Poornima. Pallavi offered Sravani fruit juice she heckled at Pallavi when she offered her grape juice. We are not children to drink fruit juice." Said Sravani. What do you mean?" said Pallavi.  We are hostel students. We rarely get a chance to leave hostel. We have to drink something which we don't easily get at home or hostel."  said Sravani.

What is that asked Hyma. They saw Lakuma coming. Let' ask Lakuma. She is dynamic girl she has answer for everything.  " She is a rowdy girl, not a dynamic girl." said Pallavi. All girls laughed. Jyothi posed the question to Lakuma when she came near  and added "Why are you late?  Lakuma said " Badam milk."  All girls laughed again. 

Those who have guts come with me. I will take you.said Sravani and started walking. All girls including Lakuma followed her. She entered an alley. It was a cement road. Sravani walked and walked and stopped in front of Satyam bar. All girls were frightened. 

Sravani looked at them angrily and said "We are soon going into the final year of Engineering, don't you have shame to be scared of such small things as going into bar?" She snubbed her friends. They stood on the road looking at the board. Sravani said " Look , I am not a fool to take you to the bar. There is a hotel adjacent to the bar. The girls saw the board Govinda hotel. Sravani said we can sit in Govinda hotel. The server is my elder sister's boyfriend. He discontinued studies and joined Govinda Hotel. He will get the get us beer from Satyam Bar. Those who want beer follow me. Those who want Badam milk follow Lakuma." said Sravani and entered the hotel. Lakuma followed them. 

They sat in a family room. All girls were putting money on the table. " Shit! put the money back. Don't behave like small children. You never get maturity, uh? Anybody brought freedom? asked Sravani.  Lakuma drew out cigeratte packet from her jeans pocket and put it on the table " You asked me why I was late. It is because of this." said Lakuma.

"Oh! she was hesitant and shy to ask for cigeratte packet. Ha hha hha!" laughed Sravani
All girls laughed. "Is this freedom?" asked Pallavi. The waiter came with seven beers and put one bottle before each girl. He started opening one by one. After opening all the bottles he opened hs mouth. " How many of you have seen the movie freedom?" All girls raised hands except Lakuma. The waiter chuckled and went away.  

It is very insulting Lakuma that you are learning from a server. 
I have no need to learn from a server. said Pallavi.  "Shut up Pallavi, he was a student of our college. He discontinued his studies only last year and joined Govinda hotel. We should respect our seniors." said Sravani. Later Sravani and Hyma served the beer into glasses.

They all  said cheers and began sipping the beer. "Aah so bitter!" screamed Lakuma showing displeasure as it is the first time for her. Sandhya said " First time I too felt like that but later on  I realized that it is the superb taste of Freedom" Lakuma finished the glass at once. 
"Nobody drinks beer like water. We are not in a hurry when we enjoy freedom." Said Hyma.

Sravani lighted cigeratte. All the other girls also lighted cigerattes. Lakuma put the cigeratte between her lips and Sandhya lighted it.  Hyma looked at Lakuma and said " you have beautiful red lips cigeratte makes    them sexy."  Lakuma puffed the cigeratte. Sravani is blowing rings. Hyma succeeded but poornima couldn't. The room became smokey. 

"Cigeratte makes her figure sexy. She has the sexy figure of a cine actress.  She looks like an cine actress. After all she is the daughter of a cine actress." said Sandhya. 

"Her mother is an actress. So she will become an actress. What else she will become?"  said Poornima. "Oh! Poornima opened her lips for the first time great. She has a tongue too." said Sravani. I have a boyfriend too. but I don't blabber like you. replied Poornima.
 
Sravani and Poornima had a tiff over boyfriend. " It is great to have a boyfriend? I too can have a boyfriend. In fact I can have ten boys after me next week.  You have only one." challenged Sravani.  "Is it great to have a boyfriend?" asked Lakuma. 

It is a pride it shows that you are the college beauty. In fact you should have many boys behind you but you hardly come out in the evenings. That is the problem with you." said Poornima.  " It is the problem with Damini , my hostel warden. 

We are also in hostels. Aren't we managing? Hostels should not become jails. We should not lose freedom. said Poornima. All finished drinking and rose " I will tell you how to manage your hostel warden." said Sravani. They have shown in the movie Freedom.  Just watch the movie then you will understand what freedom is all about." She added.

"Girls really need freedom, at least now and then." said the manager of Govinda hotel. 

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Damini's Ladies hostel - Aseelmetta

In a tranquil lane near Sampath Vinayak temple near Aseelmetta in Visakhapatnam there is a two storied building with a compound wall and a gate. The board hanging to the iron gate reads " Damini's. Only people who know her personally can make out the board that is ladies' hostel meant for very recalcitrant girls. 

                                             
The telephone was ringing incessantly. Damini took the receiver and pressed the bell. The servant maid appeared before her.  " Go tell Lakuma that someone is in the line for her"  a few moments later Lakuma came like a whirl wind and scooped the receiver from the hands of Damini like eagle that picks a chick  and darted like a bird to the far corner. 

Damini and the maid were appalled at her ways. but Lakuma took no notice of them. "Hi, Venky dear I am Pinky here. Happy Valentaine's day" She was speaking like yodelling in opera. "Oh look she is spilling all her feminine charms as if the boy who called her is in front of her." said Damini.  The maid was nonplussed and said" I don't know yodelling I have never been to an opera I don't know English either. 

She not only fancied over filmy love but also take pride in it.  She is open about it like a game to be played in the open.  Damini was watching her as if it was a woodoo magic.    "Every caller is her cousin. How many cousins she has?" Damini said to the maid. 

"Lies are natural and spontaneous to lovers. They are scholars of lies." said  the maid looking through the window. She saw a boy in the street waiting on the motorcycle. She said " A boy is waiting for her on the motor cycle" 

Lakuma finished her conversation and put the telephone on the table. Damini looked at Lakuma piercingly and said " don't you know that boys coming to hostel to meet girls is against the rules of this hostel? You are too out-landish!" Daminis' voice sounded like a drum. "The boy who came to meet me is my cousin. Did he enter the hostel? what is the trouble!! You are too out-modish Slammed Lakuma back and hurried herself towards the exit door leaving Damini and the maid dazed. 

"I will tell her mother to keep her elsewhere. I can't handle this high headed quick witted and over petted girl. She is like fire, my eyes tire when I look at her attire. Look at her tight jeans showing her fat thighs and nocks. The modest girls of Andhra who wear traditional dresses will shrink to death when they look at her." said Damini vehemently. Please tell me where such modest girls are. I too want to see them once" said the maid coolly and walked away. 

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Lakuma stood before the mirror and studied herself keenly looking at ther make up and clothes. The tight blue jeans and white full sleeves shirt and her favourite pink big plastic ear rings all are quite attractive. Like many teenagers of her age Lakuma loves getting dressed up in fine clothes, enjoys watching her beauty, admires herself in the mirror.  No wonder she is in the prime of her youth and she looks like a prim-rose in the garden. She has round face,  rotund hips, succulent lips, fleshy curvaceous body. She has irresistible charm of the celestial nymph Rambha that adolescent boys feel that her looks are pricks.

She is satisfied with her Valentain's day make up. She wants to go to park. She remembered Damini. She is her mother's childhood friend in whose hands her mother has kept Lakuma. She remembered her mother words while handing over Lakuma to Damini.  " Here is your daughter, punish her without hasitation if she violates moral conduct. Call me if she is going out of order." 

Lakuma remembered Sravani's tips to attack or convince Hostel wardens. Lakuma climbed down the stairs and saw Damini sitting at the entrance door. She realized that she could  neither attack nor convince by creating a health emergency. Her husband is a doctor. They have a hospital in the city.  She remembered the other plan. She was delighted to impliment it. She tip-toed back to her room, locked the door and opened the window of her room. She slid by the water pipe and exited the hostel compound successfully.
  

She gives a deaf ear to elders like Damini who preach her morals and gives a damn to people who  judge her.  Like most teenagers of  Andhrapradesh she adores the silver screen. She believes that actors are Gods. She sat on a stone sofa behind a bush in the public garden  She is in  romantic dalliance with boy besotted with her.   

I see in your eyes lovey jades 
they tell me the precious secret 
that my love for you never fades
we go to the moon on love rocket

The boy was telling sweet nothings. They had hi five. Yes they did the same in the movie. " Lakuma , why don't you act in movies. You can take your mom's help. " said the boy.  If she she were to help I would be a star by now. by the by you could not have met me." said Lakuma. Oh my .. my.. It is true. I am lucky." said the boy. 

In the lovers park just as the flowers are busy with bees girls are busy with their lovers. Many old men are also roaming in the park for voyeuristic pleasure. Among them two men are very prominent. Their eyes and ears have special piercing power but only next to their tongues. The first tall gentleman "Look! this girl is the daughter of a celebrity actress Arunatara. She is doing in life what her mother was doing in on the silver  screen. " Yes, true" said the second short gentleman and stopped the first for watching her. They stood leering at her swelling bossom. 


The two gentlemen were going around the bushes. They are on the mission of observing romantic couple in the park. The gardener has seen these people and smiled at his assistant. The assistant chuckled at him. It being Valentine's day the park acquired new color.  The bushes are fully occupied. The two men were walking to a corner "No doubt children acquire the qualities from the parents." said the first gentleman when they were passing a tree with a huge trunk. The tall gentleman's saw his daughter with a boy. The tall man was ashamed of his daughter who was leaning against the tree and licking the Ice cream with her boyfriend.  In fact the short blamed the parents. His words worked like lashes. 

The short man was giggling and sniggering. When they reached the gate  the short man saw his daughter coming with her lover. He felt like a bomb shell dropped on his head. The tall man watched all this and laughed. "I now agree that children are the reflection of the parents." said the tall man. The short man smiled sheepishly and said " The teachers and schools are to be blamed for not inculcating discipline.  Our children are modelling on the worthless actresses and actors. What a terrible time What a terrible fate is hanging on this generation!"  They both exited the park at once.

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Hyderabad - Jubliee Hills

Velugu Desam Party Building located in Jubliee Hills is dazzling with multi colors. The party women workers wearing yellow, orange, black, red and green colors are  moving busy all over. The hustle and bustle is all bout an important meeting called by Velugu desam Party women wing head Arunatara. 

The campound was filled with cars and scooters. Inside the building there is a big round table with mikes arranged for every chair. The meeting was convened in the wake of Opposition party leader passing derogatory comments against women. Arunatara looked at the watch. It was 10.00 AM and all the chairs at the round table were filled with women workers. The hall was filled with media representatives,  journalists and TV cameras. 

Arunatara began speaking " Good morning. Hearty greetings to all women on the occasion of  the girls' day. Ten years ago my film career stopped  and I joined this party to serve the weaker sex of the society. There are many seniors in this meeting but I am the senior most.  They know that I am sincerely concerned about women's problems.

My film career is known to you. I entered films as a classical dancer. The opportunities for classical dance in films gradually reduced I have heroine roles If my goal had been money I would have accepted those roles.  But my goal is not money. I proved it with my work over a decade. I am committed to women's rights and their well being is my goal. I know how weak women are because I was a weak women. I have faced the worst problems in this male dominant world.  You are trusted me and helped me in my 10 years of long political journey. With our sincerity we created trust in the women and so we are in power. We should keep the trust even today and for ever. 

I congratulate all the women who worked hard for the success of the party in the elections. When we were in the opposition we were meted out with ill-treatment and humiliation.  Today we are in power. Despite being in power we face the same ill treatment today. You all know that there is a big furore in the state over Siddipeta girl's rape case. There is so much of unrest in the state over frequent rapes occuring in the state. 

In such a crucial moment the opposition party leader has made irresponsible comments on the rape victim. We all agitate until he is brought to the justice. We are going to meet the governor to submit a memorandum. I am also going to meet the  UPA chairperson  and the Prime Minister and I will ask them to take a pledge that they will do justice to the rape victim. I hope you all will be with me.  The TV cameras and press photographers were busy recording and taking photos of Aruna during her speech. 

The District president of women's wing Sowbhagya said " Being in a responsible poition the opposition party leader has made irresponsible remarks. The remarks show hisattitude and insensitivity towards women. We should not let him go off easily." 

Before Sobhagya concluded a woman participant came before the cameras and questioned "Why did you keep quiet on the Chief Minister son's body shaming comments on the Ditrict President who has left the party? " The meeting witnessed embarrassment with her question.

The meeting became a pandamonium. There was a big hullaballoo in the Party office. Aruna Tara got off the dais and went to the woman to assure and send her off the hall. At that time her phone rang "  Hello said Arunatara. She heard sombody crying. It was a girl. "Who are you? " she asked. There was no response but crying. " I have no time tell me who are you." asked Arunatara.  "Amma, You never have time. You threw me in this hell and went away to serve the women." It was Lakuma. " What happened Lakuma? asked Arunatara.

Lakuma: Amma, will you buy a cell phone for me. I am begging my friends.
Arunatara: Is it so important now? I am very busy. Have some sene! 
Lakuma: Amma , I have passed third year exams. You promised to buy a scooter. I asked for a phone and you are scolding me.  Love for all women, for your daughter only tears. I know this . I will go to Kerala." Lakuma has cut the call. Aruna was dumstricken. 

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Damini Hostel Aseelmetta - Visakhapatnam.

Damini went to Sampath Vinayak temple on walk. Lakuma saw Damini from the window. The temple is clearly visible from the window.  Damini closed her eyes and was praying to God. Lakuma remembered the lady villain in the Freedom movie. On the advice of her friends she has seen the movie. It was wonderful.  A girl or woman needs freedom. But what happened she is locked in her room. Who did it? Damini.  Amma tells me that men are dangerous. Women in any high position has no security. 

She remembered the Telugu saying  "A woman is enemy to woman." Yes, it is true. Lakuma went to the door and pulled it. It was locked.  She found herself quite helpless. She remembered Sravani's methods. " Attack, pretend sick, convince." I can't pretend sick , Yesterday I did the same thing what happend. I realized that it was a big mistake. I thought I would be sent to hospital but aunt called doctor uncle. He came and gave me an injection and advised me bed rest. I could not go out. " Lakuma stopped thinking and went to the mirror and looked in mirror.  She looked glorious in beautiful floral short skirt Pallavi who is called the college beauty said that I am more beautiful than her. It is tru.  Why boys don't approach me? Suddenly the truth flashed on her mind. Yes, Hyma once told boys are scared of your mother as she is the state woman wing leader. Yes , it is true.  I've done a big mistake by being born as political leader's daughter. She went back to bed with a heavy heart. 


Lakuma lay on the bed with face dug deep into the recron pillow. Tears were rolling down her cheeks. She felt the wet pillow. She noticed that she was crying. She was very angry. She tore the pillow into pieces. The fibre was loosely flying in the room. She started crying  banging the door. The servant maid saw her from the window and ran down the stairs. 


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The Velugu desam party meeting ended on the Velugu Desam party office. 

Sowbhagya the District woman wing President and Arunatara the state woman wing president were waiting in the hall for the call of the party president Sominaidu. "When he was in the opposition he used to call us in minutes. Now minutes stretched into hours." said Sowbhagya.  "He became the Chief Minister his son became social welfare minister, many other portifolios are still not announced. He is busy with portifolio distribution." said Aruna.

Sowbhagya: Madam, be careful with Sominaidu and his son. You haven't observed their attitude closely because your focus is on the work. Journalists don't write their personal secrets. Our party workers don't tell you these things.  Now you are the hot topic in the party after the women's wing meeting. The woman attacked Sominaidu's son on the camera. It is widely shown on all TV channels. Be prepared CM Somi Naidu might corner you.

Aruna: I have seen that on every TV channel.  But what can I do I tried to stop the woman as much as I could. Why should I be questioned on this?

Sowbhagya: But the Tv footage shows that you were talking to someoneon the phone. He will notice such things only. He might blame you for not stopping the camera.

Aruna: Oh My God! It was an urgent call. But I am shocked about the bodyshaming? Is it true? CM's son did the body shaming of the woman who served the party for five years?

Sowbhagya: Where are you madam? Do you know cine actress Kavitha. She served the TDP party for ten years like you. But the party has brought her to tears. She sat on the roads in the hot sun when TDP was not in power. When TDP came into power she was not given a chance to sit on the stage in Mahanadu meeting.  She became tearful and left the party. 

Aruna : Did they not call her back?
Sowbhagya: What is the need?
Addeku : So Sominaidu's son like that?

Sowbhagya: All men are the same. Once a woman leader or member leaves the party she becomes unwanted. They do anything, talk anything about her. Sominaidu's son did the body shaming in his social mediapots. A complaint was also loged on him in the police station.

Aruna: Oh! It is a big shock to me. I am downed. It is a treachery!

Sowbhagya: no treachery no buchery the whole world is the same. Men are like that in all fields.  Judiciary, Press, Politics, Police Film industry everywhere we see hungry wolves. 

ArunaL In film industry I've seen, in other fields I never thought ...in Politics we have stray incidents but  I wonder judiciary too... 

Sowbhagya chortled and said  Such things are more in judiciary and politics. Where  power is there lust is. Politicians are the worst and the most powerful criminals aided by political power.  BJP Kuldeep Singh is facing rape charges. Anoop Sanda, Samajwadi Party   was accused of raping a woman multiple times, on the promise of marriage. 

Bikram Singh Brahma,The Assam Congress leader faced accusations of rape from a married woman. Brahma allegedly entered the woman’s house and raped her. The villagers ran into the house, after hearing the woman’s screams and took matters into their hands. They attacked him. It is a rare case of mob justice, Congress MLA from Madhya Pradesh: In February this year, Katare was booked for rape and confinement of a 21-year-old woman, besides extortion by the Bhopal police.  M Vincent, Congress MLA Kovalam constituency: Vincent was arrested on the basis of a rape charge filed against him. A married woman filed a statement before the magistrate and police. The woman showed that he has made 900 calls in two moths.  The cases are endless. 

Aruna had head reelings. Just then her phone rang. 
Damini : You have to come to Visakha immediately
Aruna: I have meeting with the CM now.
Damini: Start immediately after the meeting.


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 Damini's House - Aseelmetta

Lakuma was sad.  She sat in a dark room in the first floor.  Damini went into her room and switched on the light and went out.  Lakuma switched off the light and sat in the darkness. Damini went in a switched on the light. Don't sit in the dark darling. Your mother is coming, trust your aunt. Will your aunt speak lies?  said Damini. 

I have no mother, She is not my mother. She is only a politician. I have no aunt. You are a strict warden.  What care you have for me. She will not come, She will have some urgent meeting with CM or Governer or Collector. I am not important for her. I will go to Kerala. My father is there.  "If your father is good he would have looked after your mother well. She will not have so many troubles." Damini thought and sighed and went down. 

The servant maid went in to give her milk. Lakuma did not touch the milk. The maid sat there on the bed beside Lakuma. After a minute's silence the maid said " Lakuma, Aunt is very good person. She looks hard  but heart is soft. She has so much of love for you and for everybody." Lakuma looked at the maid seriously and said " Did she ask you to say all  these things ?"  " No, she is really kind.  She started this hostel for recalcitrant on wrong path. You just think. She is a very rich lady with lot of properties in the city. This house, her husband's hospital and two more commercial buildings she has everything. What she doesn't have is children. She looks after you as her own daughter. She looked after many girls like that. Your friend Manjusha is one among them."

Lakuma: You are good at  telling me stories. 
Maid : No, Lakuma , You have many demands from your mother. You want a cellphone , bike and many other things. I have no mother. I have no father. Who can I demand?

Lakuma became somewhat soft. She was filled with compassion for that girl. The maid continued "She has been looking after me since long. Recently I joined here and started working."   Just then a car stopped in front of Damini's house. Aruna came in.  Damini took her into kitchen and gave her hot coffee. Aruna washed her face in the kitchen sink and started sipping the coffee fast.  "Lakuma is sleeping in my bedrom in the first floor.  Don't worry." said Damini and continued...

Damini: How was your meetin with the CM? Is the CM going to give you any post? 
Aruna: He is unhappy with me because I did not coverup his son's rowdy acts. 
Damini:  What did he say in the meeting? 
Aruna:The CM said that he has taken me for my glamour. I should use my glamour to please a high level judge. "How should you please?" asked Damini with surprise in her voice. 

Aruna: I have to dance before him. 
Damini: Is it only dance? 
Who knows? I have not accepted.  
Do such things happen in judiciary? 
They are more rampant in judiaciary. This is very common practice. Politicians try to please judges by giving parties and gifts.  You must have seen in newspapers. 
Damini: What about your future in the party?
Aruna: I have joined the party not for my future but to serve the women. 
Damini: What about your future? 
Aruna: During my brisk film career I have saved something. After my husband has spoiled most of my savings on his film making experiemnts I still have something left with me. 

TV serial Maya has gained good popularity. I red  reviews on your dance. They are great. You are bron for dance roles. Last week I showed to Lakuma but she did not like classical dance. She likes all break dances .... Arunatara became impatient. she could not wait 

" Come on let us go to Lakuma. How is Lakuma ? What is she saying? " said Aruna.
She says that you are not a mother but politician. I am not aunt but a hostel warden. A runa laughed gently. "She has seen only a politician but what pain the politician has in her daily life what stress she has is unnecessary to her.
Damini:But in all this stress what is the relief ?  
Aruna smiled. It is a hearty smile. She finished the coffee. Damini took her upstairs. 

Lakuma was sleeping when Aruna turned on the light. Damini said " Each time I turned on the light, she turned it off." Aruna smiled again. The maid went out. Aruna sat on the bed and passed her fingers through Lakuma's hair.  Aruna saw tear marks on her cheeks.

Lakuma woke up. Aruna kissed Lakuma " You want a cell phone, come on I will buy one for you right now. Choose what ever you want. Damini scolded Aruna      

I want nothing Amma. Said Lakuma. Damini and Aruna were not only surprised but also shocked for the paradigmatic change. Lakuma smiled and said " The maid has told me everything." She said. Aruna called the maid. Damini asked her affectionately fondling her hair " What did you tell Lakuma?"  The maid was overcome by shy. Aruna kissed her.

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Friday, February 18, 2022

Love and Peace -1

 ANANDANILAYAM - VISAKHAPATNAM

The night was still young. The moonlit sky was pleasing the senses like fine musical notes.  The world is transfixed under the fluorescent splendour.  From time to time gentle breezes flow across the flowers hanging from the Rangoon creeper plant that spread over the compound wall of  Anandanilayam villa. An auto stopped in front of the villa. A six foot handsome young man of muscular frame  alighted from the auto and looked around. The charming night charged his poetic heart. The flowers looked like young damsels in scarlet and light pink skirts dancing in the moonlight stole his heart. The man fixed his gaze on the stunning young beauties " Oh Where else could the heaven be ! 

Oh  delicate beauties hanging on Rangoon creeper , 

Oh miniature nymphs your beauty is drunken stupor

The silvery moon  is pouring down the silent  suitor

Oh! the moon lit night is melodious fluter


                                   


This Rangoon creeper could be a sort of nymph descended from the sky. The flowers  swaying in the gentle breeze look like locks on her fore head. The young man said to himself  "the red and pink flowers are glowing like corals in bright gold ring. It is these charming flowers of happiness that make this house Anandanilayam. (abode of hapiness)  He looked at the sky the moon is  pulling the strings of sarod. The moonlight cascades the heaven and earth with his silver  strings.  For a while the moon hid herself behind the clouds.  The stars that glimmer seem shining when she is behind the clouds when the moon is out they seem to be pale and waning. She is playing hide and seek with stars. The poet soliloquizes

Each star is a passionate suitor

Each minute She becomes cuter

The stars dance around the moon

Overwhelmed by her silvery swoon

She peeks through windows

And walks on the meadows

Her foot is light and slenderly

In the silver nature looks tenderly  

The trees and mountains look new

The grass is laden with dew

She stops by ponds how gracious

Oh! amorously she kisses the lotuses

what a peace her beauty brings

Oh! my poetic heart sings

"Oh Diana your beauty rules the earth and our hearts alike." His heart murmured. The  bard then remembered Keat's Endymion poem. Oh Diana! How pleased is Keats with your beauty that he wrote four volumes on it.  I remember the Greek mythology and Endymion the Greek shepherd. He is the most handsome man on the earth. Oh! Moon you are the beautiful nymph called Selene. (Selenology means study of the Moon). You are both libidinous, and voluptuous. You are the seductress you kidnap all handsome men you come across. I remember how you coerced Endymion, the most handsome Shepard and made love to him endlessly and got fifty daughters to him. The night is titillating his senses. The bard was lost in thoughts.  

Suddenly black clad teenager came running as if somebody was chasing him. The black clad teenager hid himself in the bushes near the compound wall. The streetlamp was drowsy like a drunken man.   Now and then it turns on like the street dog that barks from time to time. The shape behind the black clad was barely visible. Just then a policeman who has not noticed him hiding behind the bushes went running ahead.  

He must be in pursuit of that black clad teenager.  A few moments later the street lamp turned on and the teenager came out from behind the bushes. "Oh what a tatter ! What a nuisance with the blue coats?  Has he gone?" said the teenager.  The bard smiled wistfully and said Is it necessary to run? Is it your style?"  " It is not necessary but necessity to my profession. It is the style my job often demands."  What is your job?! I doubt it's thieving ?"  The teenager came near and stood face to face by the bard " for sure I am a thief " he said.

He was loud and clear and looked as happy as a lark. He took a long leap to the other side of the road but his leg slipped and he fell down in the pool of stagnant water. The roads are slippery as the monsoon rains set in recently.The nature is a beautiful pastoral poem particularly during the rainy season. The tanks and ponds are full. The blooming flowers and waving trees, the cicadas come out breaking long underground stay  and sing joyfully.

Oh! cute dancing damsel

What a tender charm what a plain form

what a shining calm that makes hearts warm

the watery tracks on the distant hills

The teenager fell in the slush got up was about to run. The young man stopped him " your clothes got wet and muddy. How can you go like this? Take bath in our bathroom in the front yard. The thief got into the bathroom. he washed himself and his clothes too. By the time he finished bath the young man came to the bathroom and placed  new clothes on the bathroom door. your clothes are dilapidated how long can you wear them! take these clothes. The teenager wore new white clothes and came out. He looked fresh after a bath his face is bright. Now your face is clear. I think I have seen you somewhere? said the bard. 

I know you and your name too. You told me that you are Bharatavarsha when I hid myself in your auto. I thought you are named after the country. (The ancient name of India is Bharatavarsha or Aryaavarthanam). Yes I remember your face but I don't know your name? said the bard. " My name is Sankara Mareedu" the thief replied. Bharatavarsha's face turned red " Aren't you shameless to steal? Have you forgotten that you have given me a word not to steel?"  slammed the bard. Mareedu smiled wistfully and  said " I have not forgotten that I have a stomach too. I knocked several doors for a job. All doors are closed. No job for a theif? It's alright, but no food for days. 

Hunger Arbeit moglich macht

es  die Faulen auch weckt

und ihnen zur Arbeit bringt

der starke Mann arbeitet

der hilflose stiehlt

das ist üblich in der Welt 

Mareedu was speaking in German. Varsha was surprised and shocked. A moment later varsha said " How did you learn German?"  Many Germans come to the orphanage where I was. I worked in a German priest's house. Thus I acquired German. I have not learned it.  Sounds interesting. But why did you come out from the orphanage? " It was closed"  Varsha did not want to put more questions.  He said you  must be emancipated  you look emaciated. First  it is my duty as a fellow human being to quench your hunger. Varsha took him in to the house. 

"Are you living alone?" asked Mareedu. "My mother and sister went to visit an ailing relative they will stay with her tonight. I will finish cooking in a few minutes. Meantime you can see the house or pass time with books." said Varsha and got into the kitchen. He began cooking. Mareedu started watching the garden through the window. The front yard is quite large. There is a guava tree in one corner and jack fruit tree in the other corner. 

In the north west  he saw Almand  neem, sesbania commonly known as vegetable hummingbird ( avise chettu). In the southeast corner there are plantain trees besides there are flowering plants and shrubs everywhere. He looked at the wide entrance gate. He was enchanted with the Rangoon creeper. The nature is all wet.  The banana leaves still have sliver drops of water from last night's rain. "How cruel is this nature that makes poets and artists restless yet how beautiful it is that softens the restless minds." Mareedu spoke out to himself.   

Mareedu looked at the kitchen. It is rather large like a bedroom of rich house. He looked at the other rooms around. It is a Manduva house. Such houses are found largely in Kerala. It is an ancient traditional house built a hundred years ago still as strong as steel. There is a broad open space around which six rooms are built with slant roofs.  Mareedu looked at the wall. There is a photo of a soldier. "It is the photo of my father Deekshitulu who was martyred in Kargil war." said Bharatavarsha. Mareedu folded his hands and bowed his head showing obeisance. 

He is feeling comfortable in new clothes. He looked at his clothes. They are sparkling white. He never wears white clothes. His profession demands dark colors and coarse yarn. First time he is wearing white Lungi and white shirt. He felt like a guest at a marriage party and smiled to himself. He looked at the rooms around the Manduva. A library (Varsha's room), a store room, kitchen, a prayer room and bedrooms. 

"This traditional courtyard house gleaming in the light of electric bulbs resembles a museum. It bewitches the beholders." unexpectedly his words came out. Varsha heard him and smiled. "Cooking is finished. The food is ready." He shouted.  "I am also ready" said Mareedu who just then stepped into library. He saw the shelves full of books. They are MA Telugu and M.A History books. The array of books is fantastic. There are a few books on the table too.  They are french and German books. There are manuscripts of poems in French , German and English. Oh! This man is a polyglot! Mareedu though to himself. 

There is a Veena and a sewing machine. Varsha brought the food into the library ( his room). He served the food in banana leaves. cooked rice, lentils and vegetable curry. " The food is very tasty. where did you learn cooking?"I learned cooking from my mother's childhood friend Damini. Now my sister and mother went to Aseelmetta where she lives. said Varsha. They finished eating and Varsha took away the leaves and vessels and cleaned everything. Mareedu tried to help but Varsha did not allow him. "you are the guest, you are not supposed to do the cleaning" Mareedu was surprised. He stood like a statue in Varsha's room. 

When Varsha reentered the room Mareedu was looking at the Veena. " Your sister plays the Veena? said Mareedu. "No, I play the Veena." Mareedu was surprised once more. God! You are an anomaly sir! Normally men don't learn cooking. They don't play the Veena. They rather choose the guitar. Men in India prefer computer science to History and migrate to the west. They embrace western lifestyle. This is true with the Telugus who look down upon literature and jettison their mother tongue.  You have studied  History and Telugu. I feel that I am very fortunate to meet a polyglot like you.  I admire Telugu and I draw inspiration from  the way you live. Varsha had only a smile on his lips. It is the most pleasing smile that delivers human fragrance and kind of assurance to the fellow being. 

Mareedu looked at the wall He saw the picture of Abdul Kalam the former president of India with the Veena in his hands. It is great to know Abdul Kalam plays the Veena.  Great minds think alike.  I know discovered your role model. I got a clue to your personality. While Mareedu was speaking Varsha presented a grand Sanskrit verse that encompasses the beautiful qualities of the missile man of India. 

Mitabhashee, suguNaalaraasi , vara smamnya samaalochanaa

hita karya krutakrutya vandita mitaahaarya , niraadambara 

vitagupta kshipanee dharaa dhara kalaamaarya maneeva 

prajahitasastra paramanuyodha hari ambhod bruth patham gatavan.

Mareedu had goosebumps with Varsha's instant metrical poem. He folded his hands to the bard. You are great scholar than I imagined besides you are so simple. Varsha turned Mareedu to Kalam's poster. when such a great man is here you should not consider me at all. He is really the great man. Stationed in such a great position he thinks and lives like an ordinary man. You need to be a rich or a powerful man to be simple. 

A poor man can not be simple. My mother is a war widow. I am unemployed. My mother was stitching clothes for the people in the neighbourhood.  I drive  auto at night to support my family.  I am doing this only to give my mother rest. She is not straining herself with the sewing machine. My forefathers built this house in the early nineteenth century. Varsha brought some money and gave it to Mareedu.  Keep this money and try to live in a new place where no one knows you. He kept the money in his shirt pocket. You look like a price when you wear white clothes. You should always wear white clothes. If you have no money for food , such situation should not arise in your life, don't forget Anandanilayam. Mareedu dissolved in tears. He walked out of the gate and disappeared into the darkness.

                                                               ***

                                    


The sun is rising in the Eastern ghats. Bharatavarsha is sitting in the front yard of Anandanilayam amid marigold and chrysanthemum which are swaying their heads to the gentle breeze. He was watching the sun with awe and wonder.  

Lo! The mighty darkness buster 

rising above the cloud cluster                            

He is the torch in the sky, lord of light  

He began his march to the world's delight

Varsha said to himself. Yes, he delights the world. The flowers are singing aubade to the Morning sun. Perching on the branch of the guava tree two parrots are squeaking. The koel on the neem tree is trilling melodies into the ears of the bard.   The front yard is the ideal place for the bard. He is writing devotional verses  drawing inspiration from the nature.

 
Malini and her daughter Manjusha stepped into the compound. The Radhamanoharam (Rangoon creeper) blissfully smiled at the passing duo. Malini looked at her son Bharatavarsha in the garden. She went  direct into the kitchen, to prepare some coffee. Manjusha looked at the red flowers with admiration. 

 "The red flowers have stolen gems from the heavens." She thought and took a bunch of shining flowers into her hands and kissed them. Then she went to her brother, sat beside him on a small wooden stool" She pointed to the black wet clothes on the clothes line  "Hmm! did have a have a guest again?" she exclaimed. Varsha smiled "Yes I had." he replied. "You go to places to educate people isn't it enough? Why do you bring guest home?!" said Manjusha. "I don't bring guests home they come accidentally" said Varsha.  "Oh! How come the accidents happen whenever we go out?" asked Manjusha sarcastically.

just then Malini stepped into the garden with two cups of coffee. Varsha and Manju took cups from her hands. " Bringing every Tom, Dick and Harry home and feeding him. Anandanilayam has been a tavern" She was a bit peevish. 

"What other honours you bestowed on  him? " She asked again.  "Nothing a pair of clothes and  .. and .. " Varsha was stammering. "And some money" Malini completed.  Manjusha was disappointed. "If you are spending all the money that you have earned not only Mom but also I will have to start sewing again."   She is very angry and fuming.   

Malini laughed at Manjusha.  "Let him spend , It is no difficult for me to take to stitching again. Varsha is munificent like his father. You need not work on this sewing machine, you are learning another machine (computer) do it well"  She supported her son. 

Manju , why don't you PG, Anyway you completed your graduation. Your concentration will be diverted from me on to studies."Manjusha understood what her brother was telling. " Look Mom, how Varsha is teasing me!" Complained Manju. "He is the light of her eyes living up to his ideals." Said Malini. 

Varsha said "Tell me what happened to Aunt Damini. " She is unable to put up with Lakuma. She is taking on her nerves.  Lakuma's mother wanted Lakuma to be under Damini's care. She doesn't like the lavish and untraditional ways of Lakuma.  So she sent her to Damin's hostel recently. Damini was unable to control her in spite of keeping her weather eye open. Yesterday while running after Lakuma she fell down and hurt her back.  She is advised bed rest for a week." Said Malini. 

Varsha laughed and said " She is an innocent girl." 

Manjusha flew off the handle. "Which innocent girl spends so much of money on clothes? All western out fit. Which innocent girl celebrates birthdays so pompously? Which innocent girl maintains so many boys behind her? Innocent uh! That word loses it value if we use it to Lakuma. She is a reckless , unrefined girl born to belittle her own culture. She has western mindset" Manjusha loaded on Lakuma.

"Manju we are living in terrible times! Life begins with English education. English language and culture rules our country long after the Britishers have left our country. People think that If they don't study in English they don't get jobs. If they don't speak English they think they lose their face. Speaking English has been a status symbol, wearing western out fit has been a symbol of modern thougt. Life is nothing but extreme manifestation of American culture. The more English you speak the more you are honoured. The more western culture you display the more futuristic you look. This is the mindset our nation. I don't blame Lakuma. All young people are like that."

Are you an  old man?  asked Manjusha vehemently. Before Varsha answered their neighbour Seetaratnam entered the garden. Malini greeted Seetaratnam and asked her what she wants.  "I came to borrow the broad knife to cut open the coconut husk." she said. Malini went in to bring the broad knife. 

Please sit down Mrs. Seetharatnam. said Manjusha.
Please call me Sony. My husband and children call me so. 

What a beautiful name is yours. Seetharatnam is a traditional name.  We admire it.
But it is rough and looks like uneducated person. People misunderstand me. My daughter's name is Sanghavi. We call her sanya. Another daughter's name is Tanjuja. We call her Tanya.
I wonder why you have such a name as Bharatavarsha. Does it have any meaning?

"Bharatavarsha is the ancient name of our country." Said Bharatavarsha.
Oh! Is it? But you have to modernize. Learn English. It is the greatest language.  Leave this traditional attire. No girl will marry you if you wear dhoti and Kurta. 

Manjusha " The girl who loves traditions will marry him otherwise he will remain bachelor. You don't worry about his marriage. We will do the woryying"

Just then Malini came with broad knife. She said " Why argument with a small girl?"

Seetharatnam:  Look Malini your daughter is arguing with me. I am telling the truth.        She never understands. She has to learn the ways of the world and you should educate her."  

Malini: I can not educate them against our culture. Our culture is the breath of this country for which my husband lost his breath joyfully. We have no regrets. 


Don't you know we are priests. My elder son is a priest in Krishna temple. No girl is ready to marry him. Our traditions have wrecked him. 

"I can not westernize my children. I can not edit or alter names like Sunny, Bunny, Sony. Mother, Mother tongue and Mother land are unparlleled. This is what I have learnt and this is what I have told my children" said Malini. 

Sitaratnam: English is the greatest language. My younger son learned English. He has gone to America. Life is great in America. Telugu is waste. What will you do with Telugu and Sanskrit?

Just then a tall man with square jaws and slight beard came in. He heard the last bit of the conversation.  He wished Bharatavarsha and other ladies " Good morning."

He said " Mrs. Seetharatnam,  I am the childhood friend of Varsha. My name is Raghava.      I have not changed my name or left our culture. I have learned English and went to America. Life in America is not great as you said. It is a desperate struggle for dollors. Life style is stinking over there. I had done such menial jobs as baby sitting and toilets cleaning which    I have never done here. Most youngsters from  India are doing the same jobs in UK and USA. They are living in pathetic conditions but their parents are proudly claiming that their children are in Advanced countries. "Raghava stopped and looked at Raghava. Bharatava was silent. He was reticent rather. Raghava understood that it is the pulse of our society. But he doesn't want to be soft like his friend Varsha.  Malini asked Raghava to stop " Enough for today Raghava!" She said.
 
Despite Malini's protests Raghava continued. " Just like a toddler teaching grown up man how to walk  you are teaching the greatness of English language to a scholar and a polyglot." He told Seetaratnam. 

"Wait , I am also an educated woman. I Passed B.A." said Seetharatnam proudly. 

"The Sanskrit scholars of India gave the sun more than a hundred names. Can you tell me  five names (synonyms) for the Sun in English? " Raghava asked caustically. Mrs. Seetaratnam startled by this unexpected question. She tore her mind for a few minutes but could not even stammer out any other name for Sun. 

Bharatavarsha said "   Aditya, Ambareeshu, Anjisthu,  Varsha was reeling off  the synonyms for SUN. When he was at the 40th synonym Raghava asked her another question. "How many english names (synonyms) you can imagine for a woman?" Seetharatnam was quiet. 

Raghava said "  A woman with beautiful teeth is called Sudati, A woman with long thick hair is called Kesani, A woman with beautifu Bimba fruit like lips is called Bimbadari. A woman with big breast is called Gubbaladi, A woman with broad butt is called Nitambi. Our scholars have given names to woman corresponding to her physical shape of her boy.          In  addition to that they have given woman a different name for every different action.          A woman who goes to meet her lover of her own accord or by appointment is called Abhisaarika."
 
Bharatavarsha: I know, anybody speaking mother tongue, advocating traditions is considered old. I am an old man. I have no desire to prove myself young by adopting English language and culture. I am soldier's son. My father Ugra Narasimha died for the same land. I would rather die as a bachlor than marry a girl by showing western life style. 

Seetaratnam: You don't understand anything now  because you are drunk on youth. But time will teach you a lesson said Seetharatnam angrily and left in a huff. 

                                                             ***







Thursday, February 17, 2022

పుట్టినరోజు 16 ఫిబ్రవరి

Yesterday was my Birthday.  I did not celebrate it. But it was celebrated.  Yes, It was celebrated  my children ( my daughter Rehana and her husband Basha). They brought a cake and asked me to cut it.  


I regard them as my children and they regard us as their parents. Their love made my Birthday. Until I wrote Bharatavarsha my Birth  was a not really matter of worth  but now I discovered worth and mirth of my Birth. I celebrate the birthday of Bharatavarsha. And the celebrations continue  


When I was a child I was enthusiastic about my Birthday. 


All that God dished - sonnet

Should we on birthday rock?

I would rather sit like a rock

under the tree of poetry

For aught you may disagree 

I really have no degree 

to write in such a big scale

Degrees behind the passion trail

I open my mind's treasury

and go into a state of reverie 

The memories of my childhood 

The movie scenes of Hollywood

I girl I kissed and the bus I missed

I remember all that  I wished

All that God to me dished 









హంసలదీవి - 15 ఫిబ్రవరి 2022

 

    


After Bharatavarsha  Release at Hamsaladeevi 

No words. Let silence rule
                                                    

భారతవర్ష ఆవిష్కరణ - 14 ఫిబ్రవరి 2022

                                         


ధర్మవిధులు గుడివాడ రామారావు గారు ,  భాషాకోవిదులు  తెలుగు కాడమీ చైర్ పర్సన్ డా లక్ష్మీ పార్వతి గారు,  పండిత పారంగతులు ఆచార్య కృష్ణారావుగారు , జ్ఞాన తేజోమూర్తులు  సామ్యులు ఆనంద్ (ఐ . ఏ. ఎస్ ) గారు  ఇందరు  సరస్వతీ మూర్తులు అలంకరించిన వేదికపై నేను ఉండటం గొప్ప అదృష్టం.   తెలుగు కాడమీ చైర్ పర్సన్ డా లక్ష్మీ పార్వతి గారి చేతిమీదుగా భారతవర్ష విడుదల కావడం ఒక గొప్ప వరం. ఆవిడ అంత  గొప్ప వ్యక్తి  తరలివచ్చారు.

"శ్రీ కృష్ణుడంటి పతి కుత్కృ ష్ట మైన సతి,  జిలుగు చీరలు కట్టని తెలుగు బిడ్డ    

 నినుచూసి మురిసేను తెలుగు గడ్డ.  గతముకాని గతము ఘనమైన గతముతో  

 దృతమైన లక్ష్మికి నుతమైన పార్వతికి  ఘన స్వాగతం.. ఘన స్వాగతం "  

ఇంత  కార్యక్రమం జరగడానికి ముఖ్య కారకులు భూరి దాత గుడివాడ రామారావుగారు వారిని సన్నానించుకుంటూ 

"సత్కార్య స్ఫూర్తి,  చైతన్యమూర్తి ,  భాషానురక్తి,  ధర్మాదిశక్తి,  దైవభక్తి, 

గుండెనిండ మెండుగున్న  తెలుగోడా  తొణకని నిండుకుండ గుడివాడ  

వాడవాడల నీ కీర్తి  పొదలాడా బెజవాడలో గుడివాడ .. 

సీమపన్నీరము నీ శిరమున చిలకరించ శ్రీరాము దయ నీపై కురిపించ.."

"మత్తేభంబై వచ్చి సవిత్తుకుత్తేజంబునిచ్చి  ఆచార్య శ్రీ కృష్ణ  కృపనిచ్చి    

తెలుగుకు తేజంబునిచ్చి నన్నుమెచ్చి  దీవించి నా కవితలో జీవించి సభకు 

జీవంబు నొసగె .....వందనం వందనం  ఆచార్యదేవులకు వందనం 

  



భూపేష్టంబిది రాయలు మెచ్చిన తెలుగు రత్నాల వెలుగు 

చెలిమికి చోటిచ్చి తెలుగుకి దీటిచ్చి మెలుగు శివరత్న కిరణుడు

నిలిపిన వెలుగు. భారతవర్షంబున నీ కీర్తి ప్రజ్ఞాన కిరణమై చెలగు. 

బాల్య మిత్రుడు దూసి మూర్తి తో పూలబాల 


దూసిగాడినిటు  బిలిచి దుశ్శాలువాగప్పి ధూపమేసి  దుర్వార వాసమొసగి  

వాసికత్తెలు వచ్చి  లేశము పూసి  రాసిసేయరే  దూసి దూకలడగ  

(దుర్వార  = ఎదురులేని;   వాసము = వస్త్రము  వాసిగత్తె  = అందగత్తె   

రాసిసేయు  = పొగడ  దూకలి  = శ్రమ   అడగ = అణగ)


Saturday, February 5, 2022

కలక్టరుగారి చేతిలో కావ్యము

ఒక గొప్ప వ్యక్తి  నాతో  ఒక చిన్న పని పడి  నన్ను వారి ఇంటికి రమ్మన్నారు. సరే నని వెళ్ళాను.  ఆయన ఈ టీ  వీ లో నా కార్యక్రమం చూసారు. వారికి భారతవర్ష గురించి తెలుసు.   కలెక్టర్ గారికి మీ భారతవర్ష చూపించి ఏమైనా సహాయం కోరవచ్చు అని చెప్పారు. ఈ రోజు వారింటికి వెళ్లి హాల్లో కూర్చున్నాను నన్ను  పిలిచిన డాక్టరుగారి  కోసం ఎదురు చూస్తూ. అక్కడ ఒకాయన మాస్క్ ధరించి ఉన్నారు. వారితో మాట్లాడుతున్నాను. నన్ను పిలిచిన డాక్టర్ గారు వచ్చారు. ఒక ఐదు నిమిషాలు  మాట్లాడేక. " నా పని ముగిశాక కలక్టరుగారి వద్దకు తీసుకు వెళతారా అని అడిగేను.    మీరుమాట్లాడుతున్నదికలెక్టర్ గారితోనే"అని డాక్టర్గా రన్నారు. కలెక్టర్ గారు మాస్క్ తీశారు.  నేను ఆశ్చర్యపోయాను.


నా ఆశ్చర్య స్థాయి నీకు తెలుస్తుంది. ఆశ్చర్యాన్ని వెయ్యితో హెచ్చ వెయ్యి.  ప్రత్యేకించి నాకోసం కలక్టరుగారు  వచ్చారు అంటే ఎవ్వరైనా పకపకా నవ్వుతారు.కానీ వచ్చారు.  రావడమే,  కాదు నాతో చాలా సేపు మాట్లాడారు. భారతవర్ష లో కొన్ని పేజీలు చదివారు. ఏదైనా సహాయం చేస్తాను అడగమన్నారు. పుస్తక విడుదల కార్యక్రమానికి మీరు వస్తే అదే నాకు పదివేలన్నాను. వేయి మాటలెందుకు ఆయన గురించి ఒక్కమాటలో చెప్పాలంటే అబ్దుల్ కలాంగారిని కలిసినట్టుంది. అంతటి   నిరాడంబరమైన వ్యక్తిని మళ్లీ చూస్తానా? 



 

 


సాహిత్యానికి స్నేహహస్తం అందిస్తున్న కలక్టరుగారికి కృతఙ్ఞతలతో 

శా. చూపే చల్లని దీవెన  స్థలపతే  చూపంగ   కావ్యంబు నే                                                                               ఆపేక్షే   యది  చూడమానసము నందౌదార్య మేపొంగ డా                                                                     బేపొక్కించక  వాక్యములన్  జదివెన్  వీణాస్వనంబేల గన్                                                                       రూపేమారును  పెద్దలిట్లు చనగా  లోకాలు వ్యాపింప గన్ 


   


Ode to Marriage 40 lines

Many rosy dreams make the youth

For both. Marriage is youth's sweet tooth

But girls shy away, they have no voice 

Boys have nerve but cannot make a choice  

Youth is full of challenges for both

Tooth and nail they fight for growth

To fulfill their dreams, they take the oath

The parents bring them to marriage path

They hurry up and choose the bride

In timely marriage they take pride 10


Marriage in the early days is mirth

Man thinks that wife is a boon

So, he flies from off the earth

And takes her to honeymoon

Men admire angles women admire bangles 

Women are men’s angles men buy them bangles

Women lose their heart for colours

Women’s are men’s colours. 

A few years of gripping romance

With child birth vanishes the chance 20



Slowly the youth fades into middle age  

Life is staid in the middle of the maze

Children deprives the youthful joys

Both forget to make their choices

Man and woman are set to parent roles

Children are most parents’ goals

As children grow, they go into their controls

Then comes the old age and retirement

Children’s attitude brings enlightenment

Parents and children often have a block 30


To parents that is always a shock

Career and wife are their serious goals

You stop playing serious parents’ roles

Take into your hands the lost controls

Old age says goodbye to responsibilities 

You are lucky if you have no liabilities

Take the chance for Love and freedom 

Otherwise, life can be hell of boredom

Here is your chance for second youth 

The time is short you live with truth 40


Time again to buy her some yellow bangles

Men admire angles women admire bangles








Philosophical - verse

 దేహమంటే దాహము — దాహము వలెనే దేహము తనివితీరని దాహము — తనువుల కొరకే మోహము దేహమంటే దాహము — కవ్వించు కామోత్సాహము  కన్నీటితో సహవాసము కనిపించని ద...