March 15, 2011

statues, values

when i posted in blog that Hyderabad was Jallianwala Bagh on March 10, some friends objected to it. they demanded an 'yes' or 'no' answer, whether or not i oppose felling of statues. certainly, it pained me but we should lament more for felling of those great values enunciated by them. The dead never wanted their statues to be set up. they, perhaps, would have liked had we respected and followed the legacies they left behind. we chose an easier way -- set up statues and rever them.

March 11, 2011

పతంజలి సంస్మరణ సభ

ప్రముఖ జర్నలిస్టు, రచయిత పతంజలి మరణించి రెండేళ్లవుతుంది. ఇంతకు ముందెన్నడూ లేనంతగా పతంజలి లేని లోటు కనిపిస్తున్నది. సంక్షోభ సమయాల్లో జర్నలిస్టులు, రచయితలూ ఎలా ఉండాలో, ఎలాంటి రచనలు చెయ్యాలో, ఎవరి పక్షాన నిలబడాలో పతంజలి ఎన్నో సార్లు రుజువు చేసేరు.
ప్రజలకు ఎలాంటి షరతులూ లేని మద్దతు పలకాలని, అన్యాయం ఎక్కడున్నా మాటలు మింగకుండా ధైర్యంగా నిలబడి మాట్లాడాలని పతంజలి చేసి చూపించేరు.
పతంజలి జీవితాంతం నిలబడ్డ పాత్రికేయ, సాహిత్య విలువలను తలుచుకోవడానికి ఆయన మిత్రులు, అభిమానులు ఆదివారం (మార్చ్ 13 ) నాడు ప్రెస్ క్లబ్ (సోమాజిగూడ) లో సాయంత్రం 6  గంటలకు కలుసుకోవాలని అనుకున్నారు.
ఈ సందర్భంగా, పతంజలి వ్యక్తిత్వాన్ని, సాహిత్య, పాత్రికేయ ప్రపంచాన్ని ఆవిష్కరించే పుస్తకాన్ని విడుదల చేయనున్నారు.
పతంజలి రచనల్లోని, ఆయన ఇచ్చిన ఇంటర్వ్యూ లలోని కొన్ని భాగాల్ని చదివి వినిపిస్తారు.

March 10, 2011

jallianwala bagh, hyderabad

Hyderabad is Jallianwala bagh today!

update on jumpy

the new member in our family, jumpy, has accepted us as its kin. it treats me like a father and aman and ala, its siblings. it freely roams around in all rooms. last evening, aman, ala and their mother took it on walk. in the night, it protested when we put it in the open box. yelled for about 10 minutes, but went to soon the moment aman and ala slept. and it slept till 8 a.m.! aman jumped out of bed, took it out and continued playing with it. seems, kids in the apartments wanted their parents to buy chicks for them. life begets life!

March 07, 2011

a new member in the family!

kids will never run out of ideas to create, recreate life! their presence is electrifying. this afternoon, i came back home for a short while. it was a calm afternoon. after a long drive, covering a very long event, i wanted to take a nap before going to office to file the report.
a dull, calm afternoon suddenly turned into a lively one with a lot of bustle around. my son, Aman, who's just back from school, received a surprise gift from his friend next door -- a chick! he has been longing for one. my daughter, Ala, too was jumping with joy. soon, the word spread and all the kids in the apartments joined the revelry. my son named it 'Jumpy'  as it was constantly jumping around. Ala wondered whether she would call it 'Kampy' and asked her mother to get some food to feed the chick.
one kid yelled, another laughed. there was uproar. all my tiredness was gone! i took out my Nikon and shot some quick pictures.
now, after coming back from work i found the kids sleeping. seems they were so tired, playing with the new family member. the chick soon found a friend in Aman and follows him where ever he goes. the tiny  chick, which was sleeping when i entered home, suddenly woke up and made all sorts of noise, perhaps to announce her presence. for half-an-hour it was continuously yelling.
i googled for some info on how to rear chicks. some one suggested we should talk to them. i held it in my hands, talked to him and gave it some water and a few grains of rice. seems, it's contended. it jumped into its cosy box, tucked its head into a corner and sleeping!




March 06, 2011

subtle messages

Yesterday, we set up a make-shift home for our kids in the bedroom by hanging a blanket on the wall and tucking the other end under the mattress. They invited their friends and spent the whole day there. My two-year-old daughter liked the idea very much. She took a couple of pillows to sleep all her 'kids' -- the jessi, missie, barbie, doraemon and small-gown papa. This morning, she literally forced me to visit her home. I had to crawl to get into her home. She was all smiles. She, then, introduced her 'kids' to me and forced me to hold two of them. She said they were crying for something. My duty was to console them.
Kids are masters of conveying messages. They expect us to cajole them and not to shout at them when they want something. Only, we don't have time to understand subtle messages.

March 04, 2011

Matchless love

My lil one is so happy to see me every evening coming back from work. She dances, jumps, runs, smiles with her eyes, sings and utters strange sounds. And then she comes to me with lots of anticipation. What does she expect? A hug, a kiss, a pat on her head, a chocolate or an explanation for coming late? I do not exactly know.
I hug, kiss, hold her hand and talk to her asking several questions to understand whether I should do something more to match her love. I always lose. And she never minds it. Next day, she would repeat this as if she appreciates my limitations!

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