The world is quite funny. And we come across many people who shock you who amuse you who puzzle you. And yesterday..I experienced these three feelings (amused+shocked+puzzled) in one go.. Let me share with you an incident which happened yesterday on the bus on my way to a village to attend one of my friends marriage. My friend Ajay and I were in our seats talking leisurely. Suddenly, a lady trespassed into our conversation and said (its more like demanding)
”Koncham levochhu kada..ikkada okaamey valla papani etthukuni nilabidindi”.
I was ashamed of myself for being oblivious of my surroundings, though i sat in the male-row.I should have observed before. I rose and gave the other lady my seat. She sat with her baby. I felt much better. A few seconds later, the lady who talked to me about the seat also sat in that strict-two-seater .Now the total count on the seat became four.Ajay,two ladies and the little girl.
I was standing and just a few seconds later, I noticed that the seats reserved for the ladies were occupied by the fellow gentlemen. Atleast two three-seaters were found in that mode. Finding the yellow paint on the back of those seats ,I confirmed they were the seats exclusive for the ladies.. Then, I rehearsed for 5 to 6 times what to say to that lady-who-negotiated-seat-of-mine …. and here goes the brief conversation :
I delivered my dialogue “meeru akkada comfortablegaa koorchovadam kashtam.ee rendu rows ladies seats.vaallani adagandi levamani “
She blurted in a nanosecond “ vaallu koorchunnaaru kada? “
“ !!!???% @###*%**&&$$$$”
It took almost 2 to 3 minutes to come out of that shock. I was numb. After a while I started pondering about what she said. “vaallu kurchunnaru kada?” was her answer. Then what I was doing .She didnt even ask those ladies-seats-invaders but she demanded mine.. Hmm….things happen :-)
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Congratulations
I know her from quite a long time.....
whenever i think about her this thing comes into my mind which she told me once long back :
" I was very sensitive in my school days( still..she is :-) )...whenever somebody either at home or school said something which hurt me i used to go and sit in the ground nearby our house. I wouldnt talk to anyone .. then my annayya would find me and enquire " peddha bujji..emindi". I used to keep the status quo, remaining silent. Then he used to crack jokes to make me laugh. He'd try hard to pacify , pamper and please me. And eventually..he'd succeed in his endeavour and we both would laugh together ".
I can never forget the twinkle in her eyes when she was telling that to me.
Now, when i look at her ,I wonder " Is this the same sensitive school-going-girl ....how many hardships, problems she might have faced in this journey of hers keeping the smile on her face intact ...".
Her husband is very understanding,fun-loving and always keeps his composure. A perfect match,indeed. You might be wondering why i am saying all this to you... feb 26th is her wedding anniversary and I wanted to share something. Hey..forgot to say the quintessential point..her name is Rajeshwari and she is my mom .My dad's name is Govardhan. So, happy anniversary to mom and dad.
whenever i think about her this thing comes into my mind which she told me once long back :
" I was very sensitive in my school days( still..she is :-) )...whenever somebody either at home or school said something which hurt me i used to go and sit in the ground nearby our house. I wouldnt talk to anyone .. then my annayya would find me and enquire " peddha bujji..emindi". I used to keep the status quo, remaining silent. Then he used to crack jokes to make me laugh. He'd try hard to pacify , pamper and please me. And eventually..he'd succeed in his endeavour and we both would laugh together ".
I can never forget the twinkle in her eyes when she was telling that to me.
Now, when i look at her ,I wonder " Is this the same sensitive school-going-girl ....how many hardships, problems she might have faced in this journey of hers keeping the smile on her face intact ...".
Her husband is very understanding,fun-loving and always keeps his composure. A perfect match,indeed. You might be wondering why i am saying all this to you... feb 26th is her wedding anniversary and I wanted to share something. Hey..forgot to say the quintessential point..her name is Rajeshwari and she is my mom .My dad's name is Govardhan. So, happy anniversary to mom and dad.
Sunday, February 8, 2009
hmm.....a bad day !!!
I am very sad. It has been with me for the past 2 years. I lost it today..I lost my ipod.
Whenever I wanted to move away from parties at room… it gave me a relishing company.
Whenever I felt lonesome…it was with me. To paraphrase…it never made me feel lonely.
Whenever I was in low spirits…it provided me solace.
I enjoyed the cool breezy summer moonlit nights on the rooftop listening to the beautiful music in my tiny ipod..
A beautiful final experience…. ..yesterday(saturday)…around 7 am…..I was in a bus to my hometown from hyderabad. The bus was zooming on the highway far away from the city’s concrete jungle….. I sat in a window seat .The window was a large glass one and I could see the splendid morning. Greenery all over….it was still a little foggy. And the sun was slowly coming up…and I was listening to Enya in my ipod….wow… its an experience to cherish for a lifetime…inexplicable feelings.…
hmm…..Today I lost it. It was stolen. I never expected…may be it is a result of my negligence.
Life without music is unimaginable… and without ipod ,the days ahead would be definitely strange…definitely dull.
Whenever I wanted to move away from parties at room… it gave me a relishing company.
Whenever I felt lonesome…it was with me. To paraphrase…it never made me feel lonely.
Whenever I was in low spirits…it provided me solace.
I enjoyed the cool breezy summer moonlit nights on the rooftop listening to the beautiful music in my tiny ipod..
A beautiful final experience…. ..yesterday(saturday)…around 7 am…..I was in a bus to my hometown from hyderabad. The bus was zooming on the highway far away from the city’s concrete jungle….. I sat in a window seat .The window was a large glass one and I could see the splendid morning. Greenery all over….it was still a little foggy. And the sun was slowly coming up…and I was listening to Enya in my ipod….wow… its an experience to cherish for a lifetime…inexplicable feelings.…
hmm…..Today I lost it. It was stolen. I never expected…may be it is a result of my negligence.
Life without music is unimaginable… and without ipod ,the days ahead would be definitely strange…definitely dull.
Friday, January 23, 2009
31 Dec 2008: rab ne bana " THE JODI" , A Funny Experience
I was tensed a bit on the morning of 31st Dec 2008.....thinkin about the night to follow....if u permit me to take you back to a few days..i will brief u about a discussion which took place among my friends in my room:
" new year vastundi....em cheddaaam"
"edanna resort ki veldaamaa..bavuntadi"
" kranthi...dont do any shopping this week...u have to help us financially"
"mama...new year roju matram evaroo prathi chinna pani ki bayataku vellakoodadu.3 to4 full bottlels, 5 famliy pack biryaanilu....full enjoy cheddaamm "
"wow"
"great"
31st Dec:
I was getting jitters...I didnt want to be there that night.....so i thought of watching a movie.Someway..i convinced hari ..sought his permission and planned to watch "Rab ne bana di jodi" alone.He had some other plans..The time was already 8 30 pm and i had to go to Sandhya theatre at rtc x roads. I took hari's bike and rode faster.. jams in between..atlast reached theatre by 8 50. Ten minutes to go. . Felt like very very hungry..found bawarchi restaurant opposite to theatre....I kept a target of finishing food in 10 min and went in. Nobody seemed to care my presence there :-( . No waiter came to me ..hmm.. bad time..walked out and went into theatre.
The theatre was almost vacant. Everybody might be busy in welcoming the new year. I occupied a seat and sat leisurely..The move took a start....sharukh started mesmerizing,as usual....Then ..then..... :-( :-( ...
I was watching movie and a sudden object appeared between the screen and my eyes. its disturbing..oscillating there..I looked at that and it was a person trying to find a seat. He looked at me and sat beside me...the theatre was half empty and this guy found place nowhere but beside me. He settled comfortably and...
He: " movie kab start hua "
Me: " abhi abhi sir" ,
He: " first song hogay kya"
Me: ( first song???waht song...)
" nahin sir..." (this man was diverting my concentration)
I turned and looked at him....he was a 45 year old person..wore a sweater and a muffler was wrapped around his head.
I tried to get back into the movie..But he bounced back.. He could not understand the movie as he came late by 5 min.
Looking at screen., he asked.." sharukh ki shaadi huyiii..love marriage?"
"No sir.actually...Woh heroine kisi aur se shaadi karne waali hi..lekin ... sharukh marries her"
"oh..i see" he sighed.
emi you see babu..nannu choodanivvochhukada...
" so ..you came alone to movie", he asked.
huu..!!!! he was not going to stop.
i said " yes sir" and immediately turned my head away from him.i thought that act might make him underatand that i didnot want to talk.. But he was back..
" why are you alone..."
A sudden roar of laughter filled the theatre. something funny went on screen.I tried to figure waht it was..but i could not understand....ayyo....was losing the plot.
i gave up any idea of watching the movie and thought it would be better to answer all his questions first.
" why am i alone..sir....i escaped from my friends"
"escape..why"? ,he asked with full of enthusiasm.
I replied,"sir..theres a party goin on there at room...and i didnt want to be there."
he said "oh!!!" and remained silent.
haa..!!!! atlast..the conversation ended...atleast i thought so...
and i was trying to tie those broken threads ..i mean ..trying to understand the movie.
He gave me exactly five min..its like he took a break for 5 min.
he started it..." so, aap pehle se parties mein interested nahin ho kya?..you never drank before or you quit drinking "
He was playing with me in both languages..hindi and english...i wanted to cry....i didnt want to give an answer...but waht to do....
In a very low voice, i clarified, "i never did sir..I mean i dont drink."
" sorry ..i had a few drinks with my friends..." he said apologetically.
"its ok " i said
He started justifying..."i dont take much pleasure in drinking..but sometimes with friends... and you know today is 31st.."
"its ok sir..everybody does..i dont mind"( today is 31st ? hmm..i know ..thats why i was here)
He : " actually i wanted to watch this movie from a very long time..now am seeing it happen"
(i was planning to move away from that place. but how could i do it. )
He : " so ..do u work" .......again...he was coming.No doubt...He had a huge store of missiles which he was projecting towards me.
" yes sir...at Satyam .."
The very word "Satyam" intrigued him ," Satyam Computers .....oh...kuch karaabh chal raha hinaa..??"
I gave a glance and said "Yes sir."
Now his curiosity grew even higher...he completely turned towards me..Just a few min back he told me that he was dying to watch this movie for the past few days...and now he was all concerned about nothing but me and my job.
"waht happened actually at Satyam..?", he was determined to know the situation.
"sir..u know more than i do ...you people watch TV news and they keep u updated...moreover..i dont watch TV..we didnt have one at our room"
Now..enough is enough...I strongly decided to make a move.But how how..my brain started hatching plans.
And there in the blinding darkness... came a ray of hope....My mobile was ringing. I could not believe that.....one friend was calling..was very happy..My goodness......I picked the call and started walking out of the theatre.
After the call i sat in another row... and finally was at peace.. peace...not really.....it lasted only upto interval...
During interval..i took some sandwiches to satiate my hunger...and came back to my seat. He saw me while he was entering in and with a smile ... sat near me...what to do!!!!! nothing... nothing could be done.
And here came his first question, "howz the movie"
"fine sir.." ( wanted to say "till now..it was fine")
the movie started again...but to my dismay...there were no questions this time.. I was happy...very happy.... adn that too lasted for a minute..
Suddenly ...i heard some lion-roaring-sound from my right side....I slowly turned my head..It was him...sleeping..snoring....and his muffler was falling on me..... but ....i was relatively happy..atleast there was no danger of facing questions...I slowly moved his muffler towards him..i did this very dexterously....attentively.. ..contemplating the danger i would face if he woke up.I succeeded in that attempt and i enjoyed the rest of the move.
But...one thing that hurt me was... the movie got finished...he woke up...i was tightening my shoe-laces....He stood there for a second and left.. I came out of the theatre...and i felt...." arey... ayanaki..new year wishes cheppalsindi ..cha cha"
I should have greeted him....hmm.... Sir...Happy new year.
" new year vastundi....em cheddaaam"
"edanna resort ki veldaamaa..bavuntadi"
" kranthi...dont do any shopping this week...u have to help us financially"
"mama...new year roju matram evaroo prathi chinna pani ki bayataku vellakoodadu.3 to4 full bottlels, 5 famliy pack biryaanilu....full enjoy cheddaamm "
"wow"
"great"
31st Dec:
I was getting jitters...I didnt want to be there that night.....so i thought of watching a movie.Someway..i convinced hari ..sought his permission and planned to watch "Rab ne bana di jodi" alone.He had some other plans..The time was already 8 30 pm and i had to go to Sandhya theatre at rtc x roads. I took hari's bike and rode faster.. jams in between..atlast reached theatre by 8 50. Ten minutes to go. . Felt like very very hungry..found bawarchi restaurant opposite to theatre....I kept a target of finishing food in 10 min and went in. Nobody seemed to care my presence there :-( . No waiter came to me ..hmm.. bad time..walked out and went into theatre.
The theatre was almost vacant. Everybody might be busy in welcoming the new year. I occupied a seat and sat leisurely..The move took a start....sharukh started mesmerizing,as usual....Then ..then..... :-( :-( ...
I was watching movie and a sudden object appeared between the screen and my eyes. its disturbing..oscillating there..I looked at that and it was a person trying to find a seat. He looked at me and sat beside me...the theatre was half empty and this guy found place nowhere but beside me. He settled comfortably and...
He: " movie kab start hua "
Me: " abhi abhi sir" ,
He: " first song hogay kya"
Me: ( first song???waht song...)
" nahin sir..." (this man was diverting my concentration)
I turned and looked at him....he was a 45 year old person..wore a sweater and a muffler was wrapped around his head.
I tried to get back into the movie..But he bounced back.. He could not understand the movie as he came late by 5 min.
Looking at screen., he asked.." sharukh ki shaadi huyiii..love marriage?"
"No sir.actually...Woh heroine kisi aur se shaadi karne waali hi..lekin ... sharukh marries her"
"oh..i see" he sighed.
emi you see babu..nannu choodanivvochhukada...
" so ..you came alone to movie", he asked.
huu..!!!! he was not going to stop.
i said " yes sir" and immediately turned my head away from him.i thought that act might make him underatand that i didnot want to talk.. But he was back..
" why are you alone..."
A sudden roar of laughter filled the theatre. something funny went on screen.I tried to figure waht it was..but i could not understand....ayyo....was losing the plot.
i gave up any idea of watching the movie and thought it would be better to answer all his questions first.
" why am i alone..sir....i escaped from my friends"
"escape..why"? ,he asked with full of enthusiasm.
I replied,"sir..theres a party goin on there at room...and i didnt want to be there."
he said "oh!!!" and remained silent.
haa..!!!! atlast..the conversation ended...atleast i thought so...
and i was trying to tie those broken threads ..i mean ..trying to understand the movie.
He gave me exactly five min..its like he took a break for 5 min.
he started it..." so, aap pehle se parties mein interested nahin ho kya?..you never drank before or you quit drinking "
He was playing with me in both languages..hindi and english...i wanted to cry....i didnt want to give an answer...but waht to do....
In a very low voice, i clarified, "i never did sir..I mean i dont drink."
" sorry ..i had a few drinks with my friends..." he said apologetically.
"its ok " i said
He started justifying..."i dont take much pleasure in drinking..but sometimes with friends... and you know today is 31st.."
"its ok sir..everybody does..i dont mind"( today is 31st ? hmm..i know ..thats why i was here)
He : " actually i wanted to watch this movie from a very long time..now am seeing it happen"
(i was planning to move away from that place. but how could i do it. )
He : " so ..do u work" .......again...he was coming.No doubt...He had a huge store of missiles which he was projecting towards me.
" yes sir...at Satyam .."
The very word "Satyam" intrigued him ," Satyam Computers .....oh...kuch karaabh chal raha hinaa..??"
I gave a glance and said "Yes sir."
Now his curiosity grew even higher...he completely turned towards me..Just a few min back he told me that he was dying to watch this movie for the past few days...and now he was all concerned about nothing but me and my job.
"waht happened actually at Satyam..?", he was determined to know the situation.
"sir..u know more than i do ...you people watch TV news and they keep u updated...moreover..i dont watch TV..we didnt have one at our room"
Now..enough is enough...I strongly decided to make a move.But how how..my brain started hatching plans.
And there in the blinding darkness... came a ray of hope....My mobile was ringing. I could not believe that.....one friend was calling..was very happy..My goodness......I picked the call and started walking out of the theatre.
After the call i sat in another row... and finally was at peace.. peace...not really.....it lasted only upto interval...
During interval..i took some sandwiches to satiate my hunger...and came back to my seat. He saw me while he was entering in and with a smile ... sat near me...what to do!!!!! nothing... nothing could be done.
And here came his first question, "howz the movie"
"fine sir.." ( wanted to say "till now..it was fine")
the movie started again...but to my dismay...there were no questions this time.. I was happy...very happy.... adn that too lasted for a minute..
Suddenly ...i heard some lion-roaring-sound from my right side....I slowly turned my head..It was him...sleeping..snoring....and his muffler was falling on me..... but ....i was relatively happy..atleast there was no danger of facing questions...I slowly moved his muffler towards him..i did this very dexterously....attentively.. ..contemplating the danger i would face if he woke up.I succeeded in that attempt and i enjoyed the rest of the move.
But...one thing that hurt me was... the movie got finished...he woke up...i was tightening my shoe-laces....He stood there for a second and left.. I came out of the theatre...and i felt...." arey... ayanaki..new year wishes cheppalsindi ..cha cha"
I should have greeted him....hmm.... Sir...Happy new year.
Monday, January 12, 2009
We Miss You...dhaani
Dear dhaani...
It does hurt us yaar...you should not have gone that far...
ఎప్పుడూ నవ్వుతూ ఉండేవాడివి..అన్నీ చాలా లైట్ తీసుకునేవాడివి....i have never seen you cry....but you made us cry this time.
I still remember...chandraiah sir used to say... "ఒరేయ్ దానిగా పుల్లారెడ్డి చెరువులో బియ్యం తింటూ school కి lateగా వస్తావా" అని fullగా తిట్టినాకూడా నీకు చాలాlight.
I still remember....ఒకసారి ఒకతను.. hypnotist school కి వచ్చి అందరిని tranceలో కి పంపించాడు .మేమందరము పూర్తిగా hypnotise అవ్వలెకపోయాము but ....అప్పటి వరకూ నువ్వు ఆ lineలో లేనేలేవు కాని మధ్యలొ వచ్చావు ..నిలబడ్డావు ...ఇక తరువాత జరిగిన సంగతి we never forget... నిన్ను సూదులతో గుచ్చాడు. ice పైన కూర్చోపెట్టారు .మాకందరికి అది నిజమా లేక నువ్వు act చేస్తున్నావో అర్థం కాలేదు.
I still remember .......నేను, నువ్వూ, హరి school-daysలో ...హరి వాళ్ళ డాబా పైన cricket ఆడెవాళ్ళము . ఒక సారి.. నేను 400 కొట్టి Lara Test-record break చేసాను .నువ్వూ హరి నాకు బౌలింగ్ చేయలేక నానా కష్టాలు పడ్డారు. హరికైతే నా batting చూసి out చేయలేక విరక్తి కూడా కలిగింది.But you enjoyed every second and my every run.
I still remember..నీ cycle వెనక Daniel అని వ్రాసి ఉండేది.అది చూసి మేమందరము నీ పేరు dhaniah నా లేక 'daniel'aa అని confuse అయి నిన్ను అడిగేవాళ్ళము .
I still remember....నిన్ను మన Jani ... nickname తొ పిలిచినా చాలా casualగా తీసుకొనేవాడివి. నవ్వేవాడివి.ఎవరు ఏమన్నా కూడా నువ్వెప్పూడూ feel అవ్వలేదు .
I still remember....సరిగా చదవలేదని chandraiah sir కొట్టినా కూడ..ఆ moment భయపడినట్టు act చేసి..sir వెళ్ళీపోయాక నీ స్టైల్లో నువ్వు నవ్వేవాడివి కదా?
I still remember...నువ్వు నీ cycle పైన హరిని potti sriramulu center లొ వున్న వాళ్ళ ఇంటినుండి రోజూschool కి తీసుకొచ్చేవాడివి కదా..
I still remember..ఇది మాత్రం నేను అస్సలు మర్చిపోలేను దాని. మన class లో generalగా exams అయిపోగానేసినిమాకి వెళ్ళేవాళ్ళు.నేను వెళ్ళేవాడిని కాదు .కాని oneday.. I decided to go . సినిమా పేరు "I Love India".. నేను హరి వాళ్ళ డాబా పైన హరితొ కలిసి wait చేస్తున్నా ...మిగతా friends కోసం..ఇంతలో నువ్వు వచ్చావు .వచ్చి calmగా వుండక.."ఆ సినిమా బాలేదు..చాలా vulgargaa వుంది ..చూడొద్దు .." అని చెప్పావు.... మేమందరము అప్పుటికప్పుడు ...వేరే movie plan చేసాము.Movie name:" అసలే పెళ్ళైనవాడ్ని" నరెష్ hero.. మేము అదేదో comedy cinema అనుకుని వెళ్ళాము. కాని ఈ movie ఎంత పిచ్చి సినిమానో వెళ్ళాక తెల్సింది .Theatreలో DV వాళ్ళ relatives ఎవరో కలిసారు. fully embarrassed.. నా అసలు బాధ ఇంటికి వెళ్ళాక చూడాలి. 6 to 9 show అయిపోయాక ఇంటికి వెళ్ళి calmగా తిని భయం భయంగా పడుకోవడానికి try చేస్తున్నప్పుడు ... మా మమ్మీ వచ్చి ఏ సినిమా కి వెళ్ళారు అని అడిగినప్పుడు నేను "అసలే పెళ్ళైనవాడిని" అని చెప్పినప్పుడు నన్ను ఎలా తిట్టిందో తెలుసా ...next day..classలో...నువ్వు అసలు" I love india" cinema చూడకుండానే బాగాలెదని అబద్దం చెప్పానని నువ్వు నవ్వుతుంటే మా అందరికి ఎలా అనిపించిందో నాకు ఇంకా గుర్తుంది.అసలే రాధగాడికి దేశభక్తి సినిమాలు అంటే బాగా ఇష్టం..వాడికైతే అంతకుముందురోజు నరెష్ గాడి సినిమా చూస్తున్నంతసేపు పిచ్చి కోపం వచ్చింది. .తరువాత చాలా సార్లు అది గుర్తు తెచ్చుకుని నవ్వుకునేవాళ్ళం.
I still remember....... నువ్వు అందరిని "జోకీ(jokiiiiiiiii...) boy " అంటూ నవ్వుతూ వుంటే నేను, రాధా, హరి నీతో పాటు నవ్వేవాళ్ళము... enjoy చేసేవాళ్ళము ...
I still remember......Drill period లో ఎంత interesting gaa kabaddi ఆడేవాడివి కదా....full enjoy చేసేవాడివి.
నువ్వు school uniformలో .. sky-blue polyester shirt , ఇంకా short knickers..వెనక వీపు పైన bagవేసుకుని bag- strap ని left handతో ముందుకు లాగుతూ ...right hand లో lunch boxతో school కి వచ్చేవాడివి కదా...I still remember.
మీ ఇంట్లో ఎన్ని problems వున్నా కూడా నువ్వు school ల్లో ఎప్పుడూ happy గా నే వున్నావు .....
Last year friends అందరము సంక్రాంతి time లో కలిసాము, అప్పుడు నీకోసం try చేస్తే నువ్వు కలవలేదు.నువ్వు కూడ వచ్చి ఉంటే బావుండేది ...
Last week..నీకు heart-attack వచ్చి....ఇలా జరిగిందని తెలియగానే మీ ఇంటికి వెళ్ళాము..మీ పిల్లలు జీవన్ and చిన్న పాపను చూసాను ...jeevan చాల active గా వున్నాడు..so cute...నేను తనతో మాట్లాడాను.. తనకేమి తెలియదు కదా ..ఈ age లో ఏమీ అర్థం కూడా కాదు..వాళ్ళ friends తో కలిసి chocolatesతింటున్నాడు . ఇంకో friend వచ్చి జీవన్ తో " అరేయ్ నాక్కూడా ఇవ్వరా" అని అడుగుతే jeevan " మరి... మరి....నువ్వు ఇచ్చావా నాకు అప్పుడు" అని అంటుంటే.. మనము కూడా చిన్నప్పుడు అలాగే behave చేసేవాళ్ళము కదా అని అనిపించింది....తనున్న పరిస్థితి చూస్తుంటే చాలా బాధేసింది .
ఇప్పటికి నాకు నమ్మబుద్ది కావద్డం లేదు.....ఇలా జరిగిందంటే.....
I still feel the softness of my sky-blue school uniform.
I still feel the warm sunlight touching my body while going to school.
I still see the smiling faces of my friends in the classroom and I see you there.....
I see you there...smiling....laughing....heartily....
you should not have gone that far.....
you should not have gone....
-Your Kranthi
Friday, December 12, 2008
In class-VI
VI class...One saturday evening..all the students from vi to x classes were asked to assemble at middle-ground. The last period which obviously was hindi was washed away and we moved to the ground with full of exuberance as the next day was a sunday.. Our principal arrived with another person . The mike was adjusted and the princi introduced that person to us. He came here from an organisation called "Helpage india".And that person explained the reason and the motive they were working for .In his words " This organisation works for the old parents who were abandoned by their grown-up children and also for the old people who donot have house and live in streets.You students have to collect some funds which could be very helpful to them." That was the crux.but what was interesting was when he said " you would be given badges and certificates if u collect more than 35 and 50 respectively and those certificates would be helpful when u grow up and attend interviews,the more you collect the more the awards"..thats it. There was a tumult among the gathering. Everybody wanted to use this opportunity . Everybody dreamt a typical telugu film scene in their own direction : "I would be attending an interview and answer all the questions posed by the interviewer .suddenly i would show them the helpage india certificates and the interviewer would be impressed and with tears in his eyes would come near to me and appreciate me for my society-helping- nature and finally would give the job to me. And a smile of pride on my face." Nice dream :-) With some sheet given by him( to list the names of people who donated) we left for home. Everybody was aiming to collect more and more.
Radha(krishna) and I went home discussing about this all the way. I ran upstairs and had shown to my mamaiah and he donated Rs.5 without any second thought.5 rupees, in those days is really a pretty amount.I went to Radha downstairs and showed to him. Already, He was asking his father and after finding 5 rupees in my sheet he got embarrassed and started demanding his father..... and finally got 2 rs. :-)
With that boost-up i went to one of my mamaiah's friend and requested him. When i went there he was with a group of people in his living-quarters. They started asking the detailed concept of this. And this was what i told " when you people would grow old, when your children abandon you, when they dont give you the food ..then the helpage-india will take care of you if youu donate some amount now" Everybody opened their mouth agape .Really this was what I( and all our friends) understood from the speech at school and i thought this was what that person at school told us. Nobody would have really liked my wacky reason..( you know waht shoud i say..and what i had told them) but as no one wanted to dissappoint a calm,no-non-sense boy( ??? :-) ).... gave me Re 1 or 2 rs each. Whenever i think of what i had told them i feel very embarrassed. Spare my foolishness..as i was only a VI class boy :-).
so,I was on a mission....MadhukarReddy and I were roaming all the town in search of funds on his big atlas cycle.We stopped at Sri Kanakmhalakshmi silk house,a big shop , I was waiting at cycle and he went in. He came out sad without a penny..I prodded him with my pen and said smilingly " look..i am going to get".. I went inside..God..i would not have gone...God....Why did u do this to me... The owner cursed "Dont you boys have any work..How many times would you come..is this what you are going to school for" (achha telugulo : ey..emi paniledaa meeku..ennni saarlu vasthaarraa....idenaa meeku schoollo nerpinchedi..po po ) He kept on yelling..I was numb. ...could hear nothing...My eyes were ready to rain. I was walking back ..Madhukar was standing there ,trying to supress his laughter. :-( Dont you think this was the worst situation a school-boy could be in?
A few days passsed..some other school students were also in the competetion,especially Sandhya public school.
One day Radha came to me and whispered this "" Arey..endukuraa manam kashatapadi money collect chesi..principal ki ivvadam...nenu kanukkunnanu..aa helpage india certificates valla no use anta...manamey enjoy cheddaam..cinemaki veladam..full enjoy cheddaam" ani. He also said that even our Karunaker also opined the same. I was very sincere and I said NO. I didnt comply with his request. I knew that he already had spent his amount of 25 rs and then he came to induce me :-) .
The day to submit the sheet and the amount collected was approaching. But there was a problem..I had to attend my uncle's marriage and I could not be in the school on the last day of submission. I informed Anuradha teacher,our calss-teacher that i would submit a few days later and she okayed. And in the marriage, I collected good amounts and totally had around 175 rupees with me. I returned to school after a few days feeling proud and superior. I found that DVgaadu got a badge.As 90% of our friends enjoyed with their money.... watched movies,bought new pens,bought jamakayalu and more importantly cleared all their debts they owed to friends :-)..... Radha warned me again "Arey...dont do that silly thing". Lending a deaf ear to him....I went to principal and gave the amount to him.
Days rolled on....I waited and waited..I didnt get any reward or certificate or atleast badge. Enough,I could not handle Radhagaadi sarcastic smiling anymore.(Certificate raaledanna baadha kantey veedi deppipodupu,vetakaram ekkuvipoyindi naaku). I went to Anuradha teacher and asked her to request Princi about this.
Thats all...
Sometimes...when Radhagaadu was in no-mood-to-embarrass-me , said " Arey.. principal nokkesi vuntaaduraa "ani. (no offence meant :-) )
Till this day...I didnt receive any cetificate. :-(
I would have bought a new bat if i kept that money. Or I would have remained in the good books of Radha if i had listened to him and .... If radha and I have spent that money together i would be, now, writing another blog :-) narrating those things.
P.S: I hope that amount would have served some purpose at their organisation.
Radha(krishna) and I went home discussing about this all the way. I ran upstairs and had shown to my mamaiah and he donated Rs.5 without any second thought.5 rupees, in those days is really a pretty amount.I went to Radha downstairs and showed to him. Already, He was asking his father and after finding 5 rupees in my sheet he got embarrassed and started demanding his father..... and finally got 2 rs. :-)
With that boost-up i went to one of my mamaiah's friend and requested him. When i went there he was with a group of people in his living-quarters. They started asking the detailed concept of this. And this was what i told " when you people would grow old, when your children abandon you, when they dont give you the food ..then the helpage-india will take care of you if youu donate some amount now" Everybody opened their mouth agape .Really this was what I( and all our friends) understood from the speech at school and i thought this was what that person at school told us. Nobody would have really liked my wacky reason..( you know waht shoud i say..and what i had told them) but as no one wanted to dissappoint a calm,no-non-sense boy( ??? :-) ).... gave me Re 1 or 2 rs each. Whenever i think of what i had told them i feel very embarrassed. Spare my foolishness..as i was only a VI class boy :-).
so,I was on a mission....MadhukarReddy and I were roaming all the town in search of funds on his big atlas cycle.We stopped at Sri Kanakmhalakshmi silk house,a big shop , I was waiting at cycle and he went in. He came out sad without a penny..I prodded him with my pen and said smilingly " look..i am going to get".. I went inside..God..i would not have gone...God....Why did u do this to me... The owner cursed "Dont you boys have any work..How many times would you come..is this what you are going to school for" (achha telugulo : ey..emi paniledaa meeku..ennni saarlu vasthaarraa....idenaa meeku schoollo nerpinchedi..po po ) He kept on yelling..I was numb. ...could hear nothing...My eyes were ready to rain. I was walking back ..Madhukar was standing there ,trying to supress his laughter. :-( Dont you think this was the worst situation a school-boy could be in?
A few days passsed..some other school students were also in the competetion,especially Sandhya public school.
One day Radha came to me and whispered this "" Arey..endukuraa manam kashatapadi money collect chesi..principal ki ivvadam...nenu kanukkunnanu..aa helpage india certificates valla no use anta...manamey enjoy cheddaam..cinemaki veladam..full enjoy cheddaam" ani. He also said that even our Karunaker also opined the same. I was very sincere and I said NO. I didnt comply with his request. I knew that he already had spent his amount of 25 rs and then he came to induce me :-) .
The day to submit the sheet and the amount collected was approaching. But there was a problem..I had to attend my uncle's marriage and I could not be in the school on the last day of submission. I informed Anuradha teacher,our calss-teacher that i would submit a few days later and she okayed. And in the marriage, I collected good amounts and totally had around 175 rupees with me. I returned to school after a few days feeling proud and superior. I found that DVgaadu got a badge.As 90% of our friends enjoyed with their money.... watched movies,bought new pens,bought jamakayalu and more importantly cleared all their debts they owed to friends :-)..... Radha warned me again "Arey...dont do that silly thing". Lending a deaf ear to him....I went to principal and gave the amount to him.
Days rolled on....I waited and waited..I didnt get any reward or certificate or atleast badge. Enough,I could not handle Radhagaadi sarcastic smiling anymore.(Certificate raaledanna baadha kantey veedi deppipodupu,vetakaram ekkuvipoyindi naaku). I went to Anuradha teacher and asked her to request Princi about this.
Thats all...
Sometimes...when Radhagaadu was in no-mood-to-embarrass-me , said " Arey.. principal nokkesi vuntaaduraa "ani. (no offence meant :-) )
Till this day...I didnt receive any cetificate. :-(
I would have bought a new bat if i kept that money. Or I would have remained in the good books of Radha if i had listened to him and .... If radha and I have spent that money together i would be, now, writing another blog :-) narrating those things.
P.S: I hope that amount would have served some purpose at their organisation.
Friday, November 21, 2008
A Day
nov 12 2008....time 7.30 am...at room. i turned on hari's pc. I searched for one song and finally double clicked it..."vellai pookkal .." I could not get the telugu version of it this time..the song is from maniratnam's "amritha" composed and sung by ar rahman. In telugu it goes like " marumallello ee jagamantha viriyaga...prathi vudayamlo shanthi kosame thapanaga.."
For the past few years....on this day ..religiously :-) .......am listening to that song, my favourite .
School days....The moment the 31st -october slip in the calender is ripped...the feeling of "being special" creeps into my mind. Discussions at home about the shopping of "the new dress" used to come intermittently ...usually.... And finally..on one evening , once i come from my school.. my mother asks me to get ready . My father,at that time, already would be waiting for me to go to bazar.
With full of joy i used to get ready and sit on the bicycle front bar. My father used to take me to shop which we usually go. They wish my father" namsthey sir..ela vunnaru" and then enquire about me . The shop-keeper who is an acquaintance (alerady been to that shop) shows different different cloth pieces. He used to say to my father" this is new style sir..take this..suits your son". But I never liked the kind of designs he used to show.. After much deliberation,finally, i used to end up taking a light coloured stripes. I dont know why i liked the same kind of style always...
Most of the time...the stitched new dress used to come home only the day before the birthday. My father used to ask me to wear for a trial..and I was not allowed to wear unless my mother keeps kumkuma on it.....And once the dress fits to a T, my father smiles with a pinch of pride. My mother always likes my selection...and if she is very impressed ..it shows on her face.
Nov 11,The penultimate day...feeling as "special" almost reaches a crescendo...I never informed to any of the friends about it ....only Radha and SrikanthDV know about that..... Ammamma remembers my birthday always and she insists me to take dress with the money she generally gives .I used to say "vaddhu vadhamma.."
The D Day.... the day used to start with first wishes of my mother,always: "happy birthday nana"... and then my father then my brothers.. Some used to send greeting cards..and the joy of receiving one is inexplicable... My mamaiah used to send most of the time as he stayed in the other town and sometimes my aunts also did. Radha..on one of my birthdays has given me a gift of "chinese checkers" and on that day i still remember the dress I wore ,blue stripes on white, .
I was the one of the invitees to amarnath birthday during one of our school years. DV,radha,shyam,hari were among the few. We occupied some chairs and were having a chat.Amar's father came and joined us.Radha and I were used to be very reserved and kind of shy then ..we did shut our mouths and started counting the seconds.DV was so aggressive in approach that he greeted him with a namasthey(also shyam did). Having no chance to escape,even we greeted him,but definitely not with a confident smile. Radha and I always faced this kind of situation whenever we came accross new persons.
Going to temple is not always on the birthday agenda. Sometimes i went and sometimes i didnt. But whenever i did, its to Venkateshwara swamy temple. If that day was not a holiday, i used to go to school in uniform only. Never distributed chocolates to the class mates. kind of shy. Most of the times...there would be a movie at 6 o clock with family.
One time i had been to my nanamma' village. After the talasnanam(shower) and wearing new dress...my father asked me to take blessings of my nanamma and thathaiah touching their feet ..i never did that before. Its a kind of embarrassment. So...with knowledge i gained watching movies...i bent my back ,touched their feet and pulled the hands back,touched my eyes and then got up. My aunt was standing there smiling. I was even more puzzled seeing her expressions.
i never have given parties on that day. No specific reason. i kept to myself. In the school one year...we were playing cricket at ground. i was in new dress. i was fielding and the greatest part is i have taken a catch which evrybody said a great catch. amarnath hit the ball and i ran and ran and ran and caught it diving forward streching my full body. my pant was soiled . i went home fearing but nohting happened.But i was very happy.All cricket-lovers can empathize with me easily.
As i finished schooling, intermediate and entered engineering..the feeling of" being special on nov 12" grew even more. In jntu campus...I used to wake up at 4 or 5 in the morning and have a shower with cold water in that early winter. After that i used to go to temple and here also to venkateshwara swamy temple in kphb colony. very few of my friends in the college knew about the day. One year i bought some pens and gifted to some. In the final year of my engineering my friends threw me a surprise party bringing the cake . But i expected that as everybody was talking among themselves from the evening avoiding me .They brought a cake at exactly 12 O clcok midnight and the difficult part is ..not to disappoint them... i had to force myself to act pretending as a surprise party that i had not expected...sorry guys...i sensed it before. As i used to stay in hostel far from home , it augmented the sadness as the day comes to an end.
This day…its like… the whole atmosphere showers happiness.everybody is affectionate towards you.And at home they treat you like a king. Friends insisting for party, we taking them to the bakery(when in school)or restaurant, or inviting them to house ,they giving presents to us....really a day to cherish.
As the day comes to an end...I used to feel very sad...may be because I had to wait for another 365 days. Still ….At this age… I feel the same way and......
i hope that feeling of "special",
that feeling of " my day " never dies .
For the past few years....on this day ..religiously :-) .......am listening to that song, my favourite .
School days....The moment the 31st -october slip in the calender is ripped...the feeling of "being special" creeps into my mind. Discussions at home about the shopping of "the new dress" used to come intermittently ...usually.... And finally..on one evening , once i come from my school.. my mother asks me to get ready . My father,at that time, already would be waiting for me to go to bazar.
With full of joy i used to get ready and sit on the bicycle front bar. My father used to take me to shop which we usually go. They wish my father" namsthey sir..ela vunnaru" and then enquire about me . The shop-keeper who is an acquaintance (alerady been to that shop) shows different different cloth pieces. He used to say to my father" this is new style sir..take this..suits your son". But I never liked the kind of designs he used to show.. After much deliberation,finally, i used to end up taking a light coloured stripes. I dont know why i liked the same kind of style always...
Most of the time...the stitched new dress used to come home only the day before the birthday. My father used to ask me to wear for a trial..and I was not allowed to wear unless my mother keeps kumkuma on it.....And once the dress fits to a T, my father smiles with a pinch of pride. My mother always likes my selection...and if she is very impressed ..it shows on her face.
Nov 11,The penultimate day...feeling as "special" almost reaches a crescendo...I never informed to any of the friends about it ....only Radha and SrikanthDV know about that..... Ammamma remembers my birthday always and she insists me to take dress with the money she generally gives .I used to say "vaddhu vadhamma.."
The D Day.... the day used to start with first wishes of my mother,always: "happy birthday nana"... and then my father then my brothers.. Some used to send greeting cards..and the joy of receiving one is inexplicable... My mamaiah used to send most of the time as he stayed in the other town and sometimes my aunts also did. Radha..on one of my birthdays has given me a gift of "chinese checkers" and on that day i still remember the dress I wore ,blue stripes on white, .
I was the one of the invitees to amarnath birthday during one of our school years. DV,radha,shyam,hari were among the few. We occupied some chairs and were having a chat.Amar's father came and joined us.Radha and I were used to be very reserved and kind of shy then ..we did shut our mouths and started counting the seconds.DV was so aggressive in approach that he greeted him with a namasthey(also shyam did). Having no chance to escape,even we greeted him,but definitely not with a confident smile. Radha and I always faced this kind of situation whenever we came accross new persons.
Going to temple is not always on the birthday agenda. Sometimes i went and sometimes i didnt. But whenever i did, its to Venkateshwara swamy temple. If that day was not a holiday, i used to go to school in uniform only. Never distributed chocolates to the class mates. kind of shy. Most of the times...there would be a movie at 6 o clock with family.
One time i had been to my nanamma' village. After the talasnanam(shower) and wearing new dress...my father asked me to take blessings of my nanamma and thathaiah touching their feet ..i never did that before. Its a kind of embarrassment. So...with knowledge i gained watching movies...i bent my back ,touched their feet and pulled the hands back,touched my eyes and then got up. My aunt was standing there smiling. I was even more puzzled seeing her expressions.
i never have given parties on that day. No specific reason. i kept to myself. In the school one year...we were playing cricket at ground. i was in new dress. i was fielding and the greatest part is i have taken a catch which evrybody said a great catch. amarnath hit the ball and i ran and ran and ran and caught it diving forward streching my full body. my pant was soiled . i went home fearing but nohting happened.But i was very happy.All cricket-lovers can empathize with me easily.
As i finished schooling, intermediate and entered engineering..the feeling of" being special on nov 12" grew even more. In jntu campus...I used to wake up at 4 or 5 in the morning and have a shower with cold water in that early winter. After that i used to go to temple and here also to venkateshwara swamy temple in kphb colony. very few of my friends in the college knew about the day. One year i bought some pens and gifted to some. In the final year of my engineering my friends threw me a surprise party bringing the cake . But i expected that as everybody was talking among themselves from the evening avoiding me .They brought a cake at exactly 12 O clcok midnight and the difficult part is ..not to disappoint them... i had to force myself to act pretending as a surprise party that i had not expected...sorry guys...i sensed it before. As i used to stay in hostel far from home , it augmented the sadness as the day comes to an end.
This day…its like… the whole atmosphere showers happiness.everybody is affectionate towards you.And at home they treat you like a king. Friends insisting for party, we taking them to the bakery(when in school)or restaurant, or inviting them to house ,they giving presents to us....really a day to cherish.
As the day comes to an end...I used to feel very sad...may be because I had to wait for another 365 days. Still ….At this age… I feel the same way and......
i hope that feeling of "special",
that feeling of " my day " never dies .
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