An Introduction


One Verse A Day


What An Ideal Wife  (AnEka Sata Bhaaandaalu)


The Five Love Tools:  (Manmadhuni Pancha Baanamulu)


How A House And Wife Should Be: (Illu Irkatam, Ali Markhatam)                                                                                        


Power Of Woman-1 (Stree Sakti-1)


Don't Lend


Don't Marry!:  (VivAhO Vidya NASAya)


When To Wear New Clothes.


Never Give Up! -Perspire Or Perish!


Watch Whom You Serve!


Maturity/ Intelligence


See Only The Mission


Gandhi And Tagore


Valuable Clip




Accept The Fate (pUrva janama purAkRuta phalamu tappincha lEmu)!


Johnson's Dictionary.


Power Of Woman-2  (Stree Sakti-2) 


A Love Message:  (SRungAra NyShithamu)


A Touch Of Hinduism: (Gajam Midhdhyaa, Palaayanm Midhdhyaa)


Lal Bal Pal


Solving A Puzzle: (Ahikhalu Vishamah Puraakrutanam).


Bhoja Raaju Opts Death


Lord Rama's Will!


Kalidas- A Painter?


Lord Vishnu- A Gate Keeper? (Vamanavatara Ghattamu)


My Father Had An Arrest Warrant!


Opportunities Are Bald At Back


A Reader’s Perspective: (KavitA Kanya Rasajnata)


Bhartruhari An Emperor? (Chakravarti)


Spare The Rod And Spoil The Child.        


Ideal Conditions For Writing Poetry


Paala Konda House Story.


Vegu Jukka Grandha Maala Origination


My First Guruvu: Manda Paaka Paarvateesa Kavulu


An Appreciation of POtana's BhAgavatamu


An Event From Mahaa Bhaaratamu


How To Treat Others


Lord Krishna's Ending


Significance of Puri JagannAdham:


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An Introduction:

SuklAM bharadharaM vishNuM, SaSivarNaM, caturbhujam,

prasanna vadanaM, dhyAyEtsarwa viGhnOpa SaantayE


agajaanana padmaarkaM gajaana maharniSaM

anEka dantaM bhaktaanaaM, Eka danta mupaasmahE


hariOM  hariOM  hariOM


I am going describe some of favorite topics, and a few things of few things that I know.  Some of them are from my own speeches and quotations.  My knowledge should not end with me.  My Father, Sri Devaraju Venkata Krishna Rao, taught me One Verse a Day. What it means is that my Father chooses a Poem and asks me to by heart it.  I must memorize that and recite it to him, with my eyes closed.  I had to do this until I went to College!  Thus I memorized hundreds and thousands of Slokaas (slOkamulu), and Poems (padyamulu).  I use them whenever I speak, and bring them in to the context of the subject.


One Verse a Day:


God blessed me with that talent.  I learned this from age 6.  I used to get up at 4 AM and memorized a new poem every day.  Even now, I wake up at 4 AM every day.   I memorized them by the technique of Repetition (sandha). You by heart first line first, then the second line. Then repeat first and second. Then memorize third line. Then repeat first, second and third.  Repeat this process for all lines in the poem. Then after completion of the entire poem, recite it in its entirety at least three more times.  Thus it got permanently embedded in my brain.  Recall it at least once a weak so that it is never forgotten.  Remember, Use it or loose it! I owe this technique to my great Father.  Credit goes to him. My brain is still active to day, purely because of his influence on me!


  My Mother taught me Devotion and Prayers.  Father taught me One Verse A Day.  My first Sanskrit Guru was Sri Peri Koti Sastry.  He was a walking Encyclopedia.  He was also a best friend of my Father.  My Father requested him to teach me Sanskrit.  He taught me Sanskrit in weekends.  I use the Sanskrit slokaas (slOkamulu) whenever I can, in context.  This needs spontaneity (samaya spuurthi). 


My friends and family wanted me to put some of my knowledge in writing or in video shape.   I have been postponing this project for a long time.  I advise you all not to put off things!  Sri Raaja Gopalaachaari, says in his Ramayanam


"A Good Thing Deferred, may never be Done"!


He used this sentence as a Preaching by the Devil King Ravana.  When Lord Rama killed Ravana, Rama thought he should learn the statecraft from Ravana since Ravana ruled his kingdom, for several thousands of years, where as Rama never ruled even for a single day. 


So He approached the dying King and requested him of his advices.  Then Ravana said the above quotation. Ravana regretted that he wanted to build a Ladder to Heavens to which, he used to go daily   He thought that not only him, all his citizens should be able to go to Kilaasam and Heavens.  But he thought that he could do it any time, since it was a very simple task for him.  He postponed. He postponed it forever!  Finally, the war came with Lord Rama, he got killed and could not do it.  He regretted.  Thus he advised Rama


"A Good thing Deferred, may never be Done"!


Do the things what you can do to day and what you have to do to day.  Finally the day has come.  Finally, due to my third son Mohan's visitation from USA, this project is getting materialized in video shape.  To day is Sunday, March 23, 2003.   To day is a very pious day for me.  I will address each topic as completely as I can, to the fullest satisfaction of the listeners and me.  I will repeat and repeat.  I will not leave you until I am satisfied that you learned it.  Learn until you get it (vachchE dAka vallinchu).  Read until your end (Chachchin dAkA chaduvu)!


So, today, as usual, I woke up in the early morning, took bath, and prayed God to give me the strength to say the Right things and not any Bad things about any one.  I prayed Lord Vinaayaka like this:


toluta phalitamu sEyu mayya

talapambula kaarya kalaapambulella

neeku mrokkedan telivi gatimpumee vinaayakaa


Now, having prayed my Mother, Father, Guru and the Lord, I am going to speak, few of my favorite topics. 


What an Ideal Wife!  AnEka Sata BhaanDaalu:


            Let me start with a lighter topic.


            One termagant wife really dominated a man.  He tolerated it all.  Once when his Teacher was about to visit his home.  The man was scared of his wife.  So, he requested her not to abuse him in front of his Teacher.  He also requested her to be tolerant if he scolds her, exhibiting his manliness!  His wife finally agreed and said "I will be tolerant up to three Scolds. Beyond that, you are going to have it"!  The man agreed.


            When his Teacher arrived, he invited him for dinner. At the dinner, while talking to his Teacher, he got lost and completely forgot about the agreement.  He went ahead scolding her, and finished his quota of three scolds.  His wife kept a tab of the scolds by marking on the wall using a black marker.  Almost at the end of the dinner, he scolded her by saying "You Idiot, don't know it is time to serve Sambar?"  That’s it.  His wife came with the hot Sambar pot (pulusu kunDa) and dumped the whole thing on her husband.  She yelled " Give me one fourth Rupee (oka paavalaa iyyi).  Need to buy a new pot!"


            Terrified with her act and words, both of them ran away from the house.  While leaving the village, the Teacher said:


“ anEka Sata bhaanDaani bhinnaani mama vastakE!

AhO! bhaagya vatI! naarI, bhaanDava muulam na yaati chE”!!


" Oh! My Dear Wife!

You also broke several thousand pots on my head.

But, you never asked me to return you

The Cost of the Pot!!

What a Great Lady You are"!


The Five Love Tools:  Manmadhuni pancha baaNamulu:


            ManmadhuDu is a son of Lord Brahma, the Creator.  He was famous was inducing Love in any one.  He did it by sending his five arrows.  They are:  Aravinda, ASOkancha, Sudancha, Navavallikaa, and NeerOtpalambu.  This is said in Amaramu.  During the story of Paarvati kaLyANamu, it is said that he used them on Lord Siva, to disturb him from his meditation, so that he would fall in love with Goddess Paarvati and marry her.  Instead, Lord Siva being annoyed with the disturbance, opened up His third eye, and burned Manmadha to ashes!  His wife Rati Devi, prayed Paarvati, who in turn prayed Lord Siva for reversal of the act.  Then Lord Siva realizing the intents, reversed the curse, made Manmadha alive.  Then Lord Siva married Goddess Paarvati.


Power of Woman-1:  Stree Sakti-1:


nAnRtam, naavisham kinchi, EkAm bhatvaa,  naa vitam bheeyam

rakti sarivaamRtaa, lataa, viraktaa visha pallavI

            It is said that Woman is highly invaluable (veladi).  She is also said to be highly powerful.  It is also said that she could be an elixir as well as a deadly poison!  Treat her Right!


How a House and Wife should be: Illu irkaTamu, Ali marhkaTamu:


            When we search for houses we have our own criteria. Once a poet said that


illu irkaTamu, Ali markaTamu


"House should be very small and congested (so that you don't have to furnish much). 

 A Wife should be ugly (like a monkey, so that no other man would like her)".


            Some objected to this, as this is totally opposite to the common requirements.  Then the poet said it can also be interpreted as:


He corrected it by saying:


illu irukaTamu, Ali marukaTamu


Just by adding "U" at two places, the entire meaning has changed!


"A House should be in the center of two other houses (so that we are surrounded by neighbors).  A Wife should be extremely beautiful (as Manmadhuni baaNamulu)"


Don't Marry! VivAhO vidya nASAya:


            I always advise students not to fall in love and not to get married during Education period.  That is due to the following poem:


vivAhO vidya nASAya@h, sarva nASAya SObhanaM


What it says is: Marriage ruins education.  Nuptials Destroys Everything.


            My wife Chinnaammai always used to warn me not to advise this to my students.  Her belief was that any way they would get married and produce children.  But I never stopped.  I told the same to Joyce.  I advised her to stay away from man.  “Men are not fools.  They do things with a purpose”.  


Don't lend!


A Sanskrit poem says:


pustakaM vanitaa vittaM, para hastaM gataa gata@h

            There is a saying that not to lend books, money and your woman.  If they change hands, they may never be returned.  If returned, they will come as totally torned, peace meal installments and spoiled respectively. 


When to wear new clothes:


            These are some guidelines for wearing new clothes.  There is a belief that there is an effect for each day of the week.  Be careful in wearing new clothes.  These are the effects:


ganTuvaDu, kanTa taDiyun,

anTina puNyaMbu vaayu, ati Subha michchun,

inTiki chuTTamu techchunu,

vEnTane vastraMbu vachchu, vEgame mAyun


Sunday:  It will be torn.

Monday: You will shed tears.

Tuesday:  All your virtues (puNyamaulu) will be gone.

Wednesday:  You will be prosperous.

Thursday: Relatives will visit you.

Friday:  You will get new clothes.

Saturday:  It will be spoiled sooner.


            Question might arise what if the birthday, wedding day, Festivals come on bad days? Are we supposed not to wear new clothes?  The answer is, that the pious days like these are so pious that it will nullify the bad effects of this belief.  Hence we can wear new clothes on pious days.


Watch whom you serve!


            We face lots of problems in our lives.  But still we should continue to discharge our duties.  If we focus on the results, we are not focusing on our efforts.  The results are totally dependent on our fate and are situational.  The land (kShEtram) and the seed (vittanamu) are important.  The same seed might result in different sizes of the plant, depending upon the land.  Similarly the same land may yield different plants based on the seed.  Similarly, how well we prosper in you jobs is highly dependent on whom we serve. BhartRru Hari very well explains this, in his One Hundred poems of Moral (neeti Satakamu).


neeramu tapta lOhamuna nilci yanaaka mainaSinchu nA

neerame mutyamaTlu naLineedaLa samSthitamai tanarchu nA

neerame Sukti lO@M baDi maNitvamu gaanchu, samanchita prabhaM bou

rushavRttu liTladhamu, madhyamu, nuttamu@M golchu vaarikin


            If a drop of water falls on very hot plate, it will evaporate immediately.  The same drop shines like a diamond on the top of lotus leaf.  The same drop of water, when processed in Conch shell, will become a diamond!  Just like this, your prosperity will depend on whom you serve. It depends on whether he is incompetent, average or a Great person.


Never give up! (Perspire or Perish!)


            Life is full of projects and obstacles.  We must be able to face them.  We have to solve the problems of life.  We should discharge our duty, no matter what.  We must complete the projects at any cost.  We should be extremely careful in deciding whether a project or an act be performed.  We should know what we should and what we shouldn't.  Think very carefully before deciding.  Once we decide, never go back.  Give up all your doubts and fears (samSyAtmA- vinaSyati= samSayamu voddu).  “He Can who thinks He Can”.  Don't doubt yourself.  Don't look back.  Proceed with that will power.









Again, the great poet BhartRu Hari presents this doctrine in the following poem:



Arambhimparu neecha mAnavulu viGhnAyAsa santrastulai

yArambhinchi paritya jintu ruruvi GhnAyattulai madhyamul

dheerul, viGhna nihanya mAnu laguchun, dhRtyunnatOtsAhulai

prArabhdhArdhamu lujja gimparu sumi, praj~nA nidhul gAvunan


            With the fear that obstacles might come, low caliber people, will not start any project.  Moderate people will start the project, but will give up when they face even small obstacles.  Courageous and highly effective people, will be getting more energized with the obstacles, will not give up the taken tasks. It is true because they are experts in demonstrating their caliber!


            My entire life a best example of the application of this poem.  This is one of my most favorite doctrines.  I never gave up on any project I started, no matter what, and any cost.         "SeyAmSi, bahu viGhNAvAmSi".  I have infinite persistence and perseverance.  I am a strong believer in hard work.  I will perspire until I get the fullest satisfaction that I did my best.  That is Scout Motto too. 


            Once Thomas Alva Edison was questioned about his series of failures on not inventing light bulb.  He was asked " You failed about 2000 times. How many more failures you want to face?".  He replied smilingly "Dear boys, I did not fail 2000 times.  I successfully demonstrated 2000 time, how not to invent the Light Bulb"!  Such was his optimistic look.  


            When he conducted the 2001 experiment, it was a great success!  He invented the light bulb.  Had he given up at the end of 2000th experiment, what would have been the fate of this world?  Can we imagine ourselves with out the Light?  We never know when the success comes.  Hence never give up.


            When he invented the light bulb, it was a monumental Scientific break through!  Every one wondered how he did it! So journalists again questioned him: "What is the secret of your Success?"  Mr. Edison again smilingly replied "One drop of Inspiration and 99 drops of Perspiration!"  


            Yes. Yes.  I believe in perspiration.  Produce/Perspire or Perish!


Maturity/ Intelligence:


            Every one wants Success.  How do you get it?  Education (vidya) gives you Knowledge (vijnAnamu).  Knowledge leads to Intelligence (vivEkamu).  Intelligence will result in judgment (vichakShNa).  Sound and balanced judgments will result in Success.  For complete success you must demonstrate the application of Education, Knowledge, Intelligence, Maturity, and Prudence in your Decisions.  Exhibit this at all times.


            Again my favorite poet BhartRu Hari has an excellent poem on this.


AkASambunanunDi SambhuniSiraM bandunDi Seetaadri su

SlOkambainahimaadrinunDi bhuvi bhUlOkaMbunandunDi ya

stOkAmbhOdhi@M bayOdhinunDi pavanAndhO lOkamuM jEre gaM

gAkUlankasha pekkubhangulu vivEkabhrashTasampAtamul.



Goddess Ganga, from Heaven fell on Lord Siva's head. From there it fell on Himalayas.  From there it flowed through several thousands of land, and reached the Ocean.  From Ocean it went deep in to the bottom of the seventh world pAtALamu. Oh! What a Fall to a great Lord!  Just as this, Immature people will fall and destroy themselves.


            Use your prudence and be smart all your life, to discharge your duty.


See Only the Mission!


            If you want to be successful in life, you should be highly focused on your Duty and Mission.  Be goal oriented. Aim it all the time.  Don't see the obstacles on the way.  Don't even let them bother you.  Focus on the Goal. Don't look back, left, or right.  See only the Mission. 


            In Mahaa Bhaaratam, Master DrONAchArya was selecting the best student even before he taught any thing about the techniques of war.  So, he put a bird on top of a tree and asked each student to aim at the Left eye of the bird.  Every one took their bow and arrow; and was ready to release the arrows.  Before the release of the arrow, the Master questioned "What do you see?" The replies came that they were seeing the ground, the tree, the branch, the twig, the next, the bird, the wings and the eyes.  He rejected them all saying "You are not focusing.  You are unfit for aiming"! 


            Finally Arjuna, the great warrior came, and aimed.  DrONAchArya asked him the same question "What do you see?"  Arjuna replied with great eager to release the arrow from the bow "The Left Eye".  "Do you see any thing else?" Master continued questioning.  Arjuna replied "Nothing else!"  Again the Master questioned "Are you sure that you don't see any thing else?"  "No Sir.  I see only the Left Eye" replied Arjuna.  Then the Master said with great confidence "Release the Arrow now!" So Arjuna immediately released the arrow and it went  through the left eye like a bullet!  Every one was perplexed at his concentration!  Then DrONAchArya proclaimed that Arjuna was his favorite student from then.


            This is a great example of what an Aim should be.  Don't be Aimless.  “No wind is favorable for the man who has no direction”.  When once you know your Direction, and Goal, Aim at it all the times.  You should be committed to attain it.  Your focus will lead you to Win.  You should never get bothered about the obstacles in your path.


            Again, BhartRu Hari, has got two great poems on this.  He says: 


 tanisirE vElpulu dadhiratnamula chEta

verachirE ghOra kAkOla vishamu chEta

viDachirE yatna mamRtambu poDamu danuka

niSchitArdhambu viDuvaru nipuNa matulu


            "Did the Angels get satisfied, when they got the diamonds from the ocean,

in stead of the Elixir for which they were churring the Ocean?

Did they get scared and give up cherring the ocean when they got the Deadly Poison?

Did they give up any thing and left the Mission until they got the Pot of Elixir?

Experts never give up until they get what they aimed for".


okachO nElanu bavvaLinchu, nokachO noppAru@M bUsejja pai,

nokachO  SAkamu lAraginchu, nokachO nutkRshTaSAlyOdanaM,

bokachO@M bonta dhariMchu, nokkokkatar’’in yOgAyAMbara SrENi, le

kkaku rAnIya@MDu kArya sAdhaku@MDu dukhkhaMbun sukhambun madin..         


"At one place, he sleeps on floor; at others, he sleeps on a highly comfortable bed decorated with flowers.  One time, he eats raw vegetables.  Next time, he may eat a highly tasteful mouth watering delicious dinner.  At one place, he may wear rags.  And, once in awhile, he may have the most luxurious clothing.  One who is goal oriented, a Performer, will not care either the ordeals, displeasures or the pleasures."


            My life is a best example of application of these poems.  I fought. I suffered.  I have seen more odds than evens. Once I had to sleep on a concrete floor near a Petrol pump in a Petrol station at Srikakulam, with the fear of missing the first bus on the next day.  I didn't care for the surroundings.  I was simply Mission Oriented.  I saw only the Duty, Mission, and Goal and focused on it like Arjuna!


Valuable Clip:


            Here is a story to tell that there is nothing that is totally non-valuable.  In 1921 Gandhijee started Non-Cooperation Movement, and in 1931 he lead Non Cooperation for Salt-Movement.  I also participated in that with my Father. 


            Some insecure person thought that if he could get the recognition and praise from Gandhijee, then all would recognize him.  So he wrote a very very lengthy and voluminous letter to Gandhijee about his own accomplishments in life.  It had nothing but his own boost and self-praise.  Gandhijee's Personal Assistant PA screened the letter and decided that it was a waste of time for Gandhijee, since it was of no value to him.  So he was ready to throw in the wastebasket.


            Then Gandhijee questioned "Why are you throwing it in the thrash? Is there any thing valuable in that letter?"  PA said there was nothing in it.  Gandhijee made him read twice and thrice and finally PA confirmed and threw it in to the wastebasket.  Gandhijee picked it from the basket, and detaching the Clip that held all the papers of that letter he said to PA: "See. I found some thing valuable!".  That was Gandhijee! He could not see any thing getting wasted.  He was extremely frugal.  I also cannot see any thing wasted.  I save every thing.  I use One side used papers (call them as Blank – Blank, Ble-Ble) to use the other sides.


Gandhi and Tagore:


            There are so many stories about both of them but let me narrate a couple here.


            Once a Non-Cooperation Movement's campaign manager came and reported to Gandhi that he collected Rs. 40,000 for the Movement.  Gandhi asked "Where is the Money"? He replied that almost all the money was spent for the travels and other needs of the process.  Gandhi got furious and said to him "India cannot afford extravagant spenders like you.  Go. Go home by walk".  He punished him.


            One his friends, Andrews, waiting outside for his next turn to see Gandhi, walked in, hugged him and said that he was afraid that Gandhi would excuse him.  He also said that the manager deserved the punishment. 


            The University of Santi nikEtanam was founded and administered by Ravindranath Tagore.  It was an internationally famous institute.  By 1930, Gandhijee was extremely popular in India.  So Tagore invited him to his SantinikEtan,  Gandhi went there to see Tagore's operations.  SantinikEtan was so famous that even foreigners were studying there.  I also got the admission there.  But due to Gandhijee's arrest, I was not allowed to leave the sate, hence it was cancelled. 


            Gandhijee was received at SantinikEtan in a glorious manner.  They made him walk on flowers.  Every room was filled with fragrance of flowers.  Even his bed was also decorated with flowers!  Here is the Peace of conversation between two Great Politicians in that room:


Gandhi:  Is this a reception room or a nuptials room?

Tagore:  Lady SantinikEtan loves you!

Gandhi:  But, if she sees my tooth less mouth (bOsi nOru), she wouldn't!

Tagore:  But she loves Your Heart!

Gandhi:  Yes. Yes.  You are a politician!!    




            Undoubtedly, the whole world admitted that Shakespeare was the World's greatest poet ever in the history, in any language.  German poets praised him too.  They also praised Mahaa Kavi KaaLidasaa's "Abhi JnAna SAkuntalamu".  When a deer was ready to be shot by the  King DhuShyanta, the deer keepers yelled at him "Stop (nakhalu)!  Stop (nakhalu)”!! That was the description by Kalidas.  He used the action verb first to stress the danger.


            Shakespeare was described by German poets like this: While standing in the Ocean, he was covered by waters of the sea up to his waist, top portion covered by clouds, just the head only was visible.  What it means was that the whole world knew only his head.  No body could even imagine his entire body! That was the description by German Poets.  I studied this in Fifth Form.


            Hear I need to narrate a small joke by a Johnson, a German Poet. There was a congregation and conference of Poets in Germany.  Johnson, the President of the Association, said that each poet had to say few words about their poetry.  Goldsmith was a great poet, but was a poor speaker.  He shivered always on the stages.  Each poet was taking his turn and finishing their speech.  Then came Goldsmith's turn.  He got on the stage, looked at the audience, and started shivering.  His mouth got dried. Voice was trembling.  With great difficulty he opened up his mouth and said "I can't see!  I can't see!  I can't see!".  When he said that he sounded like "I conceive!" because of his shaking voice. Immediately, the President, Johnson, got up and said "He conceived three times and brought forth nothing!!"


Johnson's dictionary:


            I must narrate this story about Johnson, a great German poet. He was a Commander In Chief with every one.  He was always angry, and quick to get irritated.  Johnson also had the habit of collecting peels of tangerine fruit.  He brought them home in his coat pocket.  Every day, his wife Sonia, had to make chutney of these peels! His wife shivered when he entered his home.  As soon as he walks, a hot cup of tea, right at a drinkable temperature, should be ready for him.  Since his wife didn't know when he would be coming, she could not meet his expectations.  She used to get yelled   Finally she came up with an idea. 


            Since Johnson was a writer, she left blank white papers, pen and ink on his table.  If he sees papers, he couldn't keep quiet.  So he started scribbling some thing. That gave enough time for his wife, so that she could serve him Hot Tea at the right temperature.  This worked! Every day he scribbled some thing.  After his departure, she noticed that he was writing the meaning of several English words.  She carefully cut them in to Peaces, sorted and started arranging them in twenty-six boxes, one for each alphabet.  Then she arranged them in their spelling order. 


            After he stopped writing any more, she presented him the entire collection.  Johnson was stunned at the arrangement.  He called it as Johnsonian Dictionary.  It was the first English dictionary in the world!  When he published this, both publishers and Johnson got rich. 


Accept the Fate:


            I am a strong believer in fate.  You can't alter it.  You can't deny it.  Just live with it.  It doesn't mean that you can stop doing your duty.  We have to live in hope to reach higher heights.  I always live on hope.  I am an optimist.  If I think negative it could happen.  If I think positive, that could happen too!  Such is the power of Thought!  What ever you think that will happen (yat bhaavam  tat bhavati)!


            If I think I am sick, I will be sick.  If I think I am healthy, I will be healthy.  Then why not think positively and live with that hope?  Who can stop me from thinking positive?  To attain what you want, you should have the zeal (utsaaham), good Master (prabhuvu), and an advisor (mantri). 


            In 1929, when I was 17, I passed Intermediate.  My Father's younger brother, Sri Devaraju Venkata Sitarama Sastry, a head Clerk in BNR railways, recommended me for a job in BNR railways.  I refused it.  I refused a seat in Railway Engineering College.   I refused admission in Law, History and Telugu group as a majors.  I joined in Andhra University, in the first Graduate program in Telugu for M.A.  Sri PingaLi Lakshmi Kaantam, and Sri Mallaadi SatyanarayaNa, were my teachers.  To day is a pious day, since I remembered my teachers.


               When I passed my M.A; my Father's friend Modal Ayyar of Chatrapuram, advised me to join as a Telugu teacher at Narasannapeta.  Next day I joined the duty.  It was 1935.  I got a job as a Store Keeper, in Imperial Bank of India at Parlakimidi.  That was the same time when Late Sri Pulapaka Sitapati Rao, my class mate in M.A; joined in Imperial Bank of India at Vizianagaram.  I consulted with my Father on whether I should take up the Bank Job.  He said no.  So, I refused it!  Sitapati ended up retiring as General manager of State Bank of Hyderabad.  I ended up retiring as Principal of Junior College at Sompeta.  
               Can any one change the fate (lalATha rEkhanu tappicha galamA)?  I refused all seats and jobs and started as a Telugu Pandit!  While Sitapati Rao ended up helping hundreds of people in decent jobs, I made Hundreds of Leaders of Leaders and their Disciples!!  I made Leaders like Peri Sastri, Dora, IAS officers, Ministers, Readers, Professors, Lecturers, Principals, Scout Commissioners, Government Officers, Doctors, Engineers, Lawyers, etc.  I am fully proud of my accomplishments.  I am completely satisfied.  I must derive maximum pleasure of what I got.  Blessed is the one that is happy at all times.  He becomes an respectable person in all three worlds (santuShTunDee muuDu jagamula pUjyunDu).  


Power of Woman-2:  Stree Sakti-2:


            It is said that synergy, power comes from congregation of people.  But this is not true in the case of a Woman!  Woman is a disguise for Power! They always say " There is a Woman behind every successful Man!"  Why there is no saying that " There is a Man behind this successful Woman"?  Because a single Woman is so powerful and strong that she can create Wars, ruin kingdoms!!  I will give couple of examples.


            The entire Mahaa Bhaaratam is based on Drowpati, the wife of five PaanDavaas.  When she laughed at the slip and fall of DhuryOdhana, he got insulted.  As a vengeance, he strategically sent PaaDavaas to forests for Thirteen years.  Later he fought with PaanDavaas, in KuRukShEtram and got killed.  He lost his entire Kingdom due to Drowpati!


            In RamaayaNam, a servant maid Mandhara ruined the life of Lord Rama.  At the time when DaSaradha Mahaa Raaja decided to hand over his kingdom to his eldest son Rama, the servant maid (Mandhara) of third wife (Kika) of DaSaradha, completely spoiled her brain and judgment.  Mandhara said that Kika would also be a servant maid to Rama's Mother KowSalya.  She insisted that Kika should cash on the Two boons that she received from DaSaradha.  


            She advised that Kika should order DaSaradha, to send Rama to Forests for Fourteen Years and that the Kingdom should be handed over to Kikaa's son Bharata.  Kika, forced DaSaratha to keep his two promises, other wise he would bring bad name to entire Family.  Helplessly, DaSaratha ordered the same, sent his eldest son Rama to forests and crowned his youngest son Bharata.  Unable to with stand the separation from Rama, DaSaratha collapsed and died.  This is how RamaayaNa happened.  One lady was enough for the great epic!


            One English poet addressed a Woman like this:


"Oh Tiger's heart- wrapped in woman's clothes!"


            Another Telugu poet said:


okateku jagamulu vaNukun

agaDitamai iddaru kUDina ambulu igurun

muggurAnDR kalisina, suguNAkarA,

paTTa pagale chukkalu rAlun!


"Oh My Lord!  For One Woman, the entire world shakes.

If Two ladies join, all oceans will evaporate.

If three ladies associate, we will see stars in daylight!"


            Realize that they are Power of Powers!  They have Satanic Brains!!   


A Love Message: SRungAra nyshithamu:


            Telugu literature has many great poets like SriNaadha, Potana, Peddana, and Vemana etc.  I am going to describe a scene from SriNadha's book called " SrungAra nyShidhamu".  It is about the Love and marriage of Nala Mahaa Raaja and Princess Damayanti.  Look at the beautiful way SriNaadha narrates the love developed to between Nala and Damayanti. 


            Once Nala Mahaa Raaja, in his garden, caught hold of a Swan, the vehicle of Lord Brahma, The Creator of the Universe.  The Swan asked "Why did you catch me? There is another lady more beautiful than me.  Her name is Damayanti. Why don’t you try catching her?  Do you want me to tell her that you Love her? I can be your messenger!"  Immediately Nala agreed and requested the Swan to convey his love to Damayanti.  The Swan flew away to convey the message (hamsa dhuutyam).


            The Swan landed in Damayanti's garden.  Looking at the beauty of the Swan, Damayanti caught her.  Then the Swan said to her "Why are you holding me?  There is another more handsome man than me!  He is Nala Mahaa Raaja.  As you know, I am the vehicle of Lord Brahma.  He sits in a vehicle, with two wheels, which I pull. Once as we were roaming, I asked Lord Brahma 'Oh Lord Brahma! Who would be the sweat partner of Nala Mahaa Raajaa?'  In the sounds of the wheels I could not hear clearly, but I think he said "Damayanti'.  Now having seen you, I feel that you are Damayanti and certainly he deserves you!"


            Thus the Swan played a key role in building the Love between Nala and Damayanti.  See how delicately, indirectly, beautifully SriNaadha imagined and described the Love story!  I read this story in Fourth Form.   


A Touch of Hinduism: gajam midhdhyaa, palaayanm midhdhyaa?


            Hindus believe in Hinduism more than any others in their religion.  We believe in its doctrines.  First Aryaas came in settled in Sate of Punjab.  The great river Sindhu (originally called as Hindu later changed to Sindhu) flows through entire state of Punjab. This river is formed with the joining of five other rivers namely Jeenam, Cheenaa, Raavi, Bahesh and Setlej.   It flows from East to West and finally joins Arabian Ocean.. The land between the rivers Ganga and Sindhu is called Ganga-Sindhu terrain (mydaanamu). 


            First came Rug vEdamu.  It just described the doctrines.  Then came YajuR vEdamu.  It just described how Yagnas should be performed.  It described all Five Natural powers (i.e. Earth = bhuumi,  Fire = Agni,  Water = neeru,  Air = gaali and Sky = AkASamu) (pancha bhuutamulu) as Gods (dEvatalu).  It also described supporting gods and sub-gods, the Staff Of Gods (prati dEvatalu), as also Gods. 


            Then came Saama vEdamu, which described how to recite vEdaas.  Then came Buddhism.  All this was not practiced in South India.  DraaviDaas believed in their doctrines. 


            Then came tri mata aachaaryulu.  They explained three different philosophies of God.  First Sankara AchArya, who introduced Not Two (advitaamu) concept.  He said God and Man are the same. They are not separate entities. 


            Two hundred years later, RamAnuja AchArya came, modified , and introduced the concept of Special-Not two Concept (ViSiShThA Advitamu).  He said that God and Man are not the same, but they are almost the same.  Man is part of God but not a God. 


            Three hundred years later,  MadhavA AchArya came and totally denied both the concepts.  He introduced Two (DvItamu) concept.  He said God and Man are completely separate.  God is God and Man is a Man.  They cannot be the same. 


            Buddhism came from Hinduism.  Lot of Indians converted to Buddhism since it was simple, and a straight path to Peace.  It said that Desires are the root cause of expectations and Misery.  It preached to give up your desires to reach ultimate Peace.  It said "I seek the rescue of Buddha (budhdham), Justice (dharmam) and Society (sanGham- saraNam gachchAmi)".  It also spread the belief that Nonviolence is the path to Salvation (ahimsO parama dharmaha and ahimsaa pradhamaa pushpam).  Emperor AsOka, after conquering the kaLinga war, seeing the bloodshed, suddenly realized the disaster, and converted himself to Buddhism.  He spread it worldwide.  Too many Brahmins converted to Buddhism and preached.  Then came the racisms and political disturbances.


            During the days of SankarAchArya, who spread "It is all Myth (midhyA vAdamu)", many people got annoyed at that thought.  "How can every physical thing be unreal?" they thought.  So some one sent an elephant to chase and kill him.  SankarAchArya started running to save his life.  Every one enjoyed the scene, thinking that he learned the lesson.  The elephant chased him through main streets.  Finally, he went and hid in a small narrow street.  Being so big, the elephant couldn't get through the narrow street, waited for a while, gave up and went away.


            Few minutes later SankarAchArya came out perspiring.  All the people surrounded him.  They all thought he was defeated in his philosophy of every thing was a Myth.  So they asked him "Why did you run? What do you think of your concept now”?  Taking very short breaths SankarAchArya replied "The Elephant was a Myth (gajam midhdhya).  My escape was also a Myth (palaayanam midhdhya).  Neither the Elephant nor my escape is present now!"  People got sunned and gave up on him.  It is to be understood that Myth means Unreal and   Temporary.     


Lal Bal Pal:


            In 1921 India started revolution against British.  In 1885 All India Congress Committee started.  They protested that British should walk out.  There were many revolutionalists.  Some of those are Laalaa Lajapati Roy, Bala Gangadhara Tilak, and Bipin Chandra Pal, shortly known as a group of Lal, Bal and Pal.


            Bal Gangadhara Tilak was known as Lion of Punjab (Punjab kEsari).  Lal's speeches were inspirational.  He was a teacher.  Once a British D.E.O. came to his school for evaluation.  Lal was describing Black Hole of Calcutta to the class.  Lal said that British people killed one thousand people in a small space of 4' X 4' X 4'.  He said they called it as Black Hole of Calcutta. 


            The British D.E.O. took an objection to this, and said it was a lie.  Being offended the D.E.O walked in to Principal's room and complained.  He said that Lal was spoiling the brains of the students by telling against British.  The principal immediately called upon Lal, to fire Lalaa Lajapati Roy.  But, Lal walked in to Principal's room, gave his resignation letter and walked away.  That was the vigor of Laalaa Lajapati Roy.


            Indians are highly patriotic and very rational people.  This topic demonstrates that fact one more time.  That's why I like this topic.


Solving a Puzzle: (Ahikhalu vishamah puraakRutAnAm):



            In the state of Rajastan, in the zone of Aryavartam, there was a city called Dhaaraa Nagaramu.  Bhoja Raaju was ruling this kingdom.  He encouraged Literacy.  His favorite poets in his staff were DanDi, BhavabhUti and Mahaa Kavi Kalidas.  They were great scholars in Sanskrit.  It is admitted that India's all time best poet, drama writer, is Kalidas.  It is said that no such poet was born the past, nor will be born in the future (na bhuutO, na bhavaShyati)! 


            One day, while the King was having a meeting with his staff, the three poets and his citizens, suddenly a fisherman walked in to the hall, and showed an old copper plate with some scribbling.  It was all covered with algae.  Barely there were few letters and lines were visible.  The fisherman handed over the plate to the King, saying that he didn't know what was written there.


            The King carefully looked at the plate. The top two lines of a poem were covered by algae.  Bottom few lines, written in Sanskrit were:



ahikhalu vishama@H purA kRtAnAM

bhavati jardushu kharmaNA@H vipA@H


-hanuma vidrata raamaayaNam


"Things have extremely gone worse due to the ill effects of previous births.   How amazing it is to note how future births will be altered due to actions in past lives

-Ramayanam-Written by Hanuman ".


            The King was extremely curious to know the top two lines.  So he challenged his three poets to solve the puzzle by guessing the top two lines.


            DanDi went head and completed the puzzle, by guessing the top two lines to be:


kwajanaka tanayaa, kwaraama jaayaa

kwaja daSa kandharaa sanga maapa vaadaaya@H

ahikhalu vishama@H purA kRtAnAM

bhavati jardushu kharmaNAha vipAha

"Oh Daughter of Janakaa, Wife of Rama,

What a rumor you had, to be the companion of Ravana?

Things have extremely gone worse due to the ill effects of previous births.

How amazing it is to note how future births will be altered due to actions in past lives".


            All laymen loved the solution without being critical.  But the King, Bhavabhuti and Kalidas closed their ears and said that they don't want to hear such untruthful meaningless completion.  They took an objection by saying that Sita was an extremely dedicated lady to Rama (Mahaa Pativrata) and she never had an affair with Ravana. They did not like the word companion (sangamam).  So the King gave the next chance to BhavabhUti.


            Bhavabhuti, thought for a while, and completed the puzzle by saying these lines:


"kwajanaka tanayaa, kwaraama jaayaa

kwaja daSa kandharaa mandirE nivAsa@h

ahikhalu vishama@h purA kRtAnAM

bhavati jardhushu kharmaNAha vipAha



"Oh Daughter of Janakaa, Wife of Rama,

You had to live in the mansions of Ravana!

Things have extremely gone worse due to the ill effects of previous births.

How amazing it is to note how future births will be altered due to actions in past lives".


            Every one thought it is a better solution.  They all applauded.  But, the King BhOja Raaja and the great poet Kalidas, again did not like the solution.  They said Sita Devi never lived in the mansions of Ravana.  She was always in gardens called ASOka vanamu.  They did not accept the solution.  Then the King turned to Kalidas asked him to complete.


            Kalidas was a great devotee of Goddess Kalika Devi.  He closed his eyes. Went in to deep meditation. Prayed her silently in his mind saying "Mother, Bless me.  Please save Your son.  Please give me the right thoughts".  She blessed him!


            He opened up his eyes.  He said the following lines in deepest devotion to Kalikaa Devi:


" Siva Sira SaSirAmSi jnAni vEru@h

Siva Sivadaa nirudanti rudra pAmrEhi

ahikhalu vishama@h purA kRtAnAM

bhavati jardhushu kharmaNA@h vipA@h



“Oh what a pity!

The (Ravana's) Head, which was cut and sacrificed

Served as a gift, washed the feet of Lord Siva with blood, Everyday,

 The same Head now, in the war field,

 Fallen on the ground and

 Becoming a prey for Eagles and Devilish Birds!

Things have extremely gone worse due to the ill effects of previous births.

How amazing it is to note how future births will be altered due to actions in past lives"


            All the attendants of the meeting including the King, gave a standing ovation!  They were stunned at the imagination of Mahaa Kavi Kalidas!


            Immediately, the King ordered his people to clean the copper plate (raagi phalakamu) to see the top two lines.  Amazingly, word-to-word, letter-to-letter it was exactly as imagined by Kalidas!  These are the few instances to say that Kalidas is an all time greatest Poet of India!


Bhoja Raaju Opts Death:


            Here is another instance to show how great devotee Kalidas was.  Once BhOja Raaju and Kalidas were taking a stride.   They were good friends too.  Suddenly the King had a thought to see how his Kingdom would be without him!  So he said to Kalidas "I want to know how my kingdom would be after me.  So please, describe me how it would look like!". Getting stunned at that request, Kalidas refused to do so.  The King insisted.  Kalidas pleadingly said   "Mahaa Raajaa, I am a great devotee of Goddess Kalika Devi.  I have this boon from Her, that what ever I say, would come True!  So please, do not allow me to say those bad fortunes".  The king did not listen.  He ordered him to describe the state.


            With no other option left, Kalidas said the following lines:


" atya dhaaraa, niraadhaaraa, niraa rambhaa saraswatI ".


"Without the King, the Kingdom will be a in a helpless condition. 

The Literacy (Saraswati) will also leave this Kingdom"!


            As soon as Kalidas uttered these words, immediately, on the spot, the King Bhoja Raaju died!  Kalidas heavily regretted for his actions.  He could not stand the site.  He thought, since he obeyed King's order, now he could reverse his actions.  So, joining both hands to Kalika Devi, he pronounced:


"atya dhaaraa, sadaa dhaaraa, sadaa rambhaa saraswatI."

"Forever, in this Kingdom, peace will prevail and Literacy will be Eternal".


            As Kalidas was finishing these lines, the King Bhoja Raaja came back alive, as if he woke up from sleep.  Having realized his foolishness, the King requested Kalidas 's pardon. The King  also became a great devotee of Goddess Kalika Devi. 


            People with pure heart and words (mana Sudhdhi, vaak Sudhdhi) have this power!  What ever they think it will come true.  I believe I have some of these powers.  I am also a great devotee of Kalika Devi.  That is why I never even allow me to think badly.  I have a pure heart and I use words of purity (mana SSudhdhi, vaak Sudhdi kala vaaDanu).  My Predictions and Blessings have never gone wrong. What ever I say, it will come true (neenu yEmanTE, adi jarugu tundi)!


Lord Rama's Will!


            In 1987 Revolution of Soldiers started in India.  British were imposing heavy taxes on every thing including the Land.  There was no unit of measure for the land at that time.   Hence, British started Geological Survey of India.  They introduced the unit "Link".  They used to measure the land in Links, and computed acres. 


            So, British jumped on an old poor Brahmin, a priest from a very small village and demanded the taxes.  This poor man was shivering and said "I don't even know what a Tax is.  I never paid.  This is a hereditary from my great grand parents.  Neither my ancestors nor theirs, ever ever paid taxes!  Please leave me alone.  I am a poor priest at Lord Hanuman's temple.  I cannot pay taxes". 


            They did not listen.  They gave him an ultimatum that, by day dawn, he would be forced to pay or would be necked out of the property!  The poor man fell on the feet of Lord Hanuman’s deity, which was in a sitting posture, joining His hands, offering salutation (namaskAram) to His Lord Rama.  The poor man prayed Hanuman by saying that he was help-less, and that He had to protect His own property!  He closed the temple doors, locked and went home.


            In the middle of that night, in that small village, every one woke up, hearing a big Thunder!  They thought some lightening hit some thing very badly!  There was no rain, no clouds, no lightening!  They wondered how a thunder could hit, without clouds and rain!


            Next morning, after finishing his daily routines, taking bath, the poor Brahmin priest went to his temple, to offer rituals, as usual, to Lord Hanuman.  When he unlocked and opened the doors, he was amazed and shocked to see what was inside!  He could not believe his eyes!!  Lord Hanuman, instead of being in sitting posture, He was standing up!!!  Slowly, he recovered from the shock and started performing his prayers.  Slowly, the devotees started walking in, to offer prayers to Lord Hanuman.  They were also stunned at the change.  They started guessing how that might have happened.  Mean time the British tax collectors also came to collect the taxes.


            Every one was wondering what happened.  They looked inside the temple, around the deity.  To their surprise they found that the area where Lord Hanuman was sitting, had cracked open, and there was a big hole in the ground.  They started guessing that the thunder in the last night, might have hit the temple.  Some were guessing that when Lord Hanuman got up from his sitting posture and stood vertically up, the thundering sound might have come from Heavens!  They looked keenly inside the broken Peaces of earth, the big hole, and found there was some thing barely visible!


            They removed the dirt and dust, dug the hole, and found there was a big metallic container!  Few men joined their hands, with crow bars, picked up the container, and opened it.  They found a big metallic copper plate, which had some writings on it!  They cleaned the plate and found the following message:


“mat vaMSayA@h para mahIpatI, mat vaMsitAhA@h,

tat palukA vahIM, cEtamahAmi@h”.

- SrI raama candruDu


“I pass on this land I received from my highly respectable ancestors, to my Devotees.

 I here by declare that who ever is in possession of this declaration plate,

 Will be the Owner of this Land. 

He will enjoy the fruits of this land. 

This land will be passed from Generations to Generations. 

He owes nothing to any one. 

The owner of this land will be my Devotee and I will bless him. 

If any one violates this order, I will punish him”!

- Sri Rama Chandra.


            Every one was quenched with the feelings of devotion for Rama.  They all proclaimed that Lord Rama gave the property to the old priest, and that no one should collect any taxes on it.  They also said that Lord Rama will punish the violators of His proclamation.   The British were shaken up at the wonders of the Lord, and simply ran away from the village!


            I narrated this to demonstrate the greatness of Lord Hanuman.  I am also a great devotee and believer in Him (nEnu kUDA AnjanEya bhaktuNNE)!


Kalidas - a Painter?


            Every one knows Mahaa Kavi Kalidas as a Great Poet, Story Writer, Drama Writer and Epic Writer only!  But here is story to tell that he was also a great devotee of Goddess Kalika Devi and was a great Painter too!  He used to paint live portraits of people.  They looked extremely real.  He was a close friend of Maha Raja Bhoja Raja.


            Once the King Bhoja Raja, was stunned at the beauty of his wife.  She was wearing luxurious dress and was fully decorated with ornaments of gold, and nine kinds of jewels.  He could not take his eyes away from her.  He wished, he could see her forever like that!  Immediately he got an idea, called Kalidas and requested him to make a live portrait of his Queen.


            Kalidas hesitated.  He said that he always looked at the feet of the queen, and that he could not see her eyes.  He also said that he did not feel good of making her stand still for a long time. He expressed his inability to paint.  The King did not listen to him.  After back and forth discussions, finally the king got mad and ordered Kalidas to paint.  Reluctantly Kalidas agreed to paint, with no other options left.


            Kalidas prayed his Goddess Kalika Devi with closed eyes.  He got his equipment, set it up, and started painting.  Within three hours, with full colors, he completed the painting to his complete satisfaction.  It turned out to be a Master Peace!  It looked as if the Queen was standing alive!  


            Being highly satisfied, Kalidas, started setting aside the paintbrush with black color.  As he moved his paintbrush from one end of the portrait to other, a small drop of black paint fell exactly on the right thigh of the Queen.  Kalidas was shocked and was highly disappointed.  He could not remove it, since it would distort the colors around.  He thought for a second, sighed helplessly, left it to the Goddess, and cleaned the brush.


              As he finshed the painting, the King walked in, saw the painting, and got stunned at the living colors.  He was extremely pleased.  He thanked and praised Kalidas for his artistic talent.  As he was looking at the details, he saw the black paint mark.  It looked like a mole, barely, slightly visible through the clothes.  He was shocked!


            He did not like what he saw.  He was wondering how Kalidas knew about the mole, when he, himself, did not know its presence.  He started doubting Kalidas.  So, he asked “What is this?”  Kalidas hesitantly said “May be a mole!”  “How do you know?” the King continued questioning.   “I do not know” Kalidas said.  “What do you mean? You are the one that painted this!” King raised his voice.  Kalidas patiently explained how accidentally the black drop of paint fell there.  “I see” the King said.  He did not accept it.  He walked away, doubting Kalidas and his Queen.


            The King straight went to his wife and asked her if she had a mole on the right thigh.  Queen said “No”.  “Are you sure?” the King started questioning.  “I don’t think so” Queen replied hesitantly.  “Ok. Let’s see.  Lift up the clothes!” the King ordered.  As the Queen was lifting up the clothes, the King was praying God that there should not be a Mole on her right thigh.


            To both of their surprises, the King found a small black mole, exactly of the same size and at the same location as it was in the portrait!!  He ran in to shock!  He got excited and started yelling “Cheater!   I will kill you.  How long have You been having this affair with Kalidas?  How did Kalidas knew about this mole?”  The Queen started shivering and crying.    The Queen explained “I don’t even see Kalidas closely.  I see him only in your court.  I barely remember his face.  He always looked at my feet.  He never ever entered in to my palace.  I am innocent.  But, Oh Mahaa Raaja, may I ask you why you are questioning me like this?”


            The King explained about the portrait.  The Queen was also equally shocked.  She said “I am amazed!  How could Kalidas know about my mole, which I don’t even know? Every thing looks like a miraculous act!”   The King was not convinced.  He confirmed that both Kalidas and the Queen were lying to him.


            He went back to Kalidas, and started interrogating him again.  Kalidas explained the accident again and again, and repeatedly said that he did not know the existence of the mole and that he was innocent.  The King did not get convinced.  He threatened Kalidas that he was headed for sentencing.  Kalidas prayed his Goddesses and said “I am your servant.  Do what you want to!”


            Restlessly, the King went in to sleep in that night.  He decided to hang Kalidas!!  He was tossing and turning on his bed.  He did not know what to do with his wife.  He wanted to kill her too!  In the middle of the night, in his dreams, Goddesses Kalika Devi appeared in her Supreme Shape (viSwa rUpamu) and announced with anger “Whom are you trying to kill?  My Devotee Kalidas?  You Idiot!  Don’t you know that it was me that made the black drop to fall on the portrait?  I did all this to make you realize my powers.  If you don’t change your mind, I will kill you and ruin your entire Kingdom!!”


            Suddenly, the King woke up with these sentences.  He could still see the Supreme Shape of Goddess Kalika Devi with Ten Heads, Ten Hands, with all major weapons of war in her hand, extending Her huge, long blood dish red tongue completely out of Her Mouth, sitting on a huge Lion!  Slowly he recovered from the shock.  He realized his mistake.  He went to his wife and confessed.   Next day, he apologized to Kalidas, and begged for his pardon.  Kalidas simply closed his eyes, prayed his Goddess and said “This is all an illusion (maaya) by my Goddess Kalika Devi”.             


Lord ViShNu- a Gate Keeper? (Vaamanaava taara ghaTTamu):


            The Great Devotee (Bhakta) Prahlada was born with Godliness.  He was born to King of Devils, HiRaNYa KasipuDu, who wanted to kill Lord ViShNu.  The great Telugu poet Potana AmAtya, wrote Mahaa Bhaagavatamu, a story of Lord Krishna, in which he described the episode of Prahlaada.


            Bammera Potana (1450-1510) was born in Bammera, a village twenty miles away from Warangal, into a Niyogi Brahmin family. His Father was Kesanna and his Mother was Lakkasanamma. He was considered to be a natural scholar (sahaja panditha) without a teacher. Bammera Potana was a great devotee poet. He was not only a great contemporary of Sreenadha, but also his relative. 


            He is the author of three poetical works: Bhogini Dandakamu, Veerabhadra Vijayamu and Sreemadaandra Mahaabhaagavatamu. Mahaa Bhaagavatamu is the most important works of Potana. This is a translation of Bhagavatamu written by Vyaasa Sanskrit.  Andhra Mahaabhaagavatamu is the most popular religious and mythological text in Telugu Nation.  This work contains twelve chapters, of which 5th, 6th and 11th chapters were lost due to decay. These lost chapters were filled in by Gangana (5th), Erchuri Singana (6th), and Veligandala Naraya (11th).


            In Mahaa Bhaagavatmu, in the chapter for Prahlaada, POtana, made Prahlaada say “God is Ubiquitous (indu gala Danthu lEDani santhEhamu valadu)!” In this episode, finally, Lord VisHNu comes out from a huge pillar, in the shape of a half man and half lion (narasimha avataaramu), and kills HiRaNya KasipuDu. 


            Prahlaada’s grandson was Emperor Mahaa Bali (chakravarti).  He was also a Devilish King.  He was extremely powerful.  He conquered all.  He killed several thousands of devotees.  It is said once that “There is also a ray of goodness even in those that think Evil!”  This episode of Bali explains that.  Bali’s Master (Guruvu) was Sukra AchArya.  He advised Bali, to perform a great ritual prayer function (sarva pApa harE Yajna), so that he could get rid off all his sins, thus attain Salvation.  Bali liked the idea, and started performing the ritual in grandeur, following each and every rule of the doctrines.    


            Shivered with this news, all sub-gods, angels, Rishiis, every one rushed to Lord ViShNu and prayed Him to stop the ritual by Bali.  They said that if Bali successfully performs and completes the ritual, he would become more Devilish, kill more good people, and yet still attain Heavens eternally.  They started crying by saying “Save us please! Bali is praying for the boon that all his sins committed daily, should be disappearing on the same day!”  They requested him to kill him even before he completes the ritual. 


            Lord ViShNu said “Yes. The time has come again for me to end the Unjust and reestablish the Just.  I will end him.  You may return to your duties peacefully now”.  So saying, He left His world, ViShNu lOkamu, heading for Bali..


            He appeared as a dwarf boy (vaamanuDu).  He was glorifying! He was in the shape of a Brahmin Pandit teen-age boy, with a huge white umbrella, with markings (naamamulu) on his face and body.  He was simply radiating Light around him.  He was reciting Vedaas,  Inner meaning of Vedaas (VEdAntamulu).  Every one was starring at His Glory!


            He walked to Bali and blessed him with these words:


“SambhunDO, hirObrahma canDAkshuDA,

swasti jagatrai, bhAvana Saastra kartavO!” .


            Bali was extremely pleased with this addressing and blessing.  He said to Vaamana       “Thanks for the great blessings. You have blessed me unasked!. What is your name?  Who are you?   Where did you come from?  I am ready to donate any thing you want.  What do you need? Tell me your wishes”.  Vaamana replied “I have no name.  You can call me with any name.  I am homeless.  I don’t have Riches (Lakshmi).  I have no place.  I am  all over.   Since I do not have any relatives, every one is related to me.”


            Stunned at his reply with full of double meanings, Bali offered his donation.  He said    “ Tell me what you want? What can I give you?  I will offer you The Oceans, The Lands, The Space,  The Fourteen Worlds namely Atala, Vitala, Sutala, Rasaatala, Talaatala, Mahaatala, PaataaLa, BhuulOka, BuvarlOka, SuvarlOka, TapOlOka, MahA lOka, BrahmalOka and SwargalOka; me, all my possessions, my entire property, or my Entire Kingdom.  Just ask for any thing.  I will grant your wish!”    


            Vaamanaa smilingly replied “What do I do with all of them?  Just give me the land enough to place three steps of my feet!:  Bali said “That’s all!  You are insulting me.  Disappointing me!”  Vaamana said “No I don’t mean to insult you.  I should ask what I really what.  I am not greedy.  Just give me the three steps worth of land.”


            With utmost reluctance, Bali agreed and was ready to donate.  He called upon his Master SukrAchArya, and his wife.  One should not donate any thing without the spouse’s consent.  It will not be credited other vise.  His Master guessed the Master plan.  He knew that Vaamana was a disguise of Lord ViShNu and He came to end Bali.  So he advised him not to donate.


            Bali said “Don’t you know that I know that He is Lord ViShNU? He is the Giver of Givers.  What more do I need than my self being an Upper Hand to the Giver of Givers?  Please let me proceed!”  Having no other option, as a last attempt, the Master shrunk himself, entered in to the gold container through which the water would pass through for the donation process and blocked the mouth Peace. 


            When Bali started turning the vessel down, to let water pass through, it didn’t come!  Every one was wondering what happened.  Vaamana, knowing what was happening, took a small splinter (dharbha), pushed in to the mouth Peace and blinded the Master.  With pain, SukrAchArya, disappeared from the pot.  The water came through and the donation was completed.   


            Vaamana was fully satisfied.  One has to be satisfied and contended with what ever he has got.  We should not be greedy.  A Respectable man is he, who is satisfied and happy (santuShThunDee muuDu jagamula puujya neeyunDU- POtana from Bhaagavatamu).  I am a satisfied man.  I am a happy man.  I laugh,  I make others Happy and Laugh.  Laughter is contagious.  Spread it Lavishly!!  You got to experience the fruits of your deeds from previous births  (puurva janma phalitamu anubhavinchaka tappadu)!  Accept the fate.  Don’t deny it or try to alter it.  Be happy with your fate.  Don’t worry.  You are in the Hands of God.


            Immediately after receiving the donation, Vaamana starting getting bigger and bigger,  He became so huge that the Universe was looking extremely small! Oceans looked like drops.  Mountains looked like small particles of dust.  He occupied the entire space between Sea and Sky.  Potana described this as “ intintie, vaTDu intintie,… abhaya veedhi pie tOyaja manDalaa kRutunDayye!”


            In that Supreme Avataar, he placed one step on the entire Earth, the other on Space.  There was nothing else to place the third step!  He questioned Bali with the signal “Where can I place the Third Step?”  Mahaa Bali realized that his end has come.  He smiled and offered his own head to be the Third step!  Lord ViShNu smiled, removed His foot from Space, and placed it on the top of the head of Mahaa Bali Chakravarti.  He crushed him through the Earth, through the Oceans, and through the Six Universes under, and finally crushed him to the bottom of the Seventh Universe called PaataaLamu.  


            The Lord ViShNu said to Bali “Oh! Mahaa Bali Chakravarti!  Your name, fame, popularity would be remembered forever !  It will be written in the Golden letters that you are the greatest Donator of all Three Heavens and Fourteen Universes, forever!  And as for your donation to me, I will be ever grateful for you.  I will serve as your Gate Keeper, forever, in the Universe of PaataaLamu!”  So saying Lord ViShNu returned to his home in ViShNu lOkamu.


            The Great poet, Great Devotee, POtanAmAtyA, in Mahaa Bhaaratamu, excellently described this vaamanaavataara GhaTTamu.  It is believed that one acquires Virtues, if he reads this chapter in the early mornings.  I read it whenever I can.   


My Father had an arrest Warrant!


            300 years ago, India had low population problem!  So, every one was advised not to limit control of having children.  Slowly, the over population problem grew.  Hence the need started for Birth Control.  Literates used to educate others on the topic.  Muslims wanted to dominate Hindus and Indians.  They wanted their religion to grow, to be the world’s largest population! That’s why Quran does not advocate Birth Control.  They expanded all over the world.  They conquered Arab, the richest oil producing country in the world.  Quran said “Our sect and society should grow (mana sanGham peragAli ani andi)”.  Conversely Indians were advocating Birth Control and trying to reduce the population.  Muslims spread begotism!


            Based upon the Sanskrit book “VikAra vEdvi”, a German poet wrote a book, in which the first sentence says “An ever obedient, honest man, who married and brought a large family, did more service to humanity, is more closer to God, than the man who continued to be single and only talked about Human Service”   This is a long sentence, but has lots of meaning for me.  I quote this very often.  I believe that I am obedient to My Mother, Father, Teachers, brought up a large family of seven, served my family, friends, relatives and neighbors.


            Sir Vepa Ramesham pantulu was a High Court Judge in Madras.  He was the main speaker at my graduation at Andhra University in 1934.  I was the Student Secretary for the University.  I also attended his speech.  His message was “Don’t produce huge family.  Limit yourself to two. No more.  Enjoy small family”. 


            At the end of his speech, he asked for questions.  Every one was silent.  He asked again “No questions”?  I raised my hand.  I said “Can I ask”?  He said “Sure.  Please ask”.  I hesitantly questioned him “When you are advocating small family, how come you are having Seventeen Children”?  He was speechless for a second.  Then he said “I appreciate your question.  I am glad you asked this question.  I have Seventeen lakhs of Rupees of property.  I can give One Lakh to each child.  If any one of you can give that large sum, you can also have large family!  But it is not entirely the money.  Family needs your time and efforts.  I could not do full justice.  I regret now.  I learned my lesson”.  Then we all went away.


            Next day I got a message that the Speaker wanted to see me.  I was shaken up.  I thought that I offended him mad with my question, and that he was going to ruin my career.  Helplessly, I went to his quarters.  “Come on boy, come here and sit” he invited me with full hospitality.   I went and sat.  He said “You asked a very intelligent question yesterday.  I see you are courageous.  Who are you?  Who are your parents”?  I replied that I was the son of Devaraju Venkata Krishna Rao.  He was stunned!  With raising voice he questioned “Are you?  No wonder why you are so brave!  I know your Father.  I read his books.  How is your Father”?  


            “What can I tell you Sir?  He is not doing well.  An arrest warrant was sent to him, with the reason that he was spoiling the citizens of India, with his books”.   I said in a low voice.   He questioned again saying “What? An Arrest Warrant for him?  What are the reasons”?   I explained that in his book “Wedding of Sita (Jaanaki PariNayamu)”, he wrote a sentence that said ‘No Government will prosper that goes against the wills of its Citizens’.   Some British politicians took an objection for this statement and said that it advocates non-cooperation, and revolution against Government.  They complained to District Magistrate who had to send an arrest warrant”.


            “But, when was the book written”? he asked.  “In 1924” I replied.              “Was the book registered in Registrar’s Office prior to publication”?  he questioned eagerly again.


            “Yes Sir.  It was registered prior to publication.  I myself did it.  My Father never published a single book, without being registered” I said with confidence.


            “Then, what is the point? First of all the book was already registered.  Second, your Father was describing a situation that happened two million years ago, that too at the time of RamaayaNa, which happened in ThrEtaa Yugam.  Thirdly, he was describing the situations in that epic, but not his feelings now.  Fourthly, if they had the objection in 1924, the time of publication, they should object then.  Why object now after so many years?  They should object within three years.  The age is bared.  It has no legal grounds.  What is the point?  I don’t see any thing wrong with this.  Go home.  Tell your Father that I will attend to this” he said at an authoritative voice.


            I went and told my Father about the whole issue.  My Father listened and said nothing.  Soon he had to appear in the court.  My Father wanted me to go with him.  I could not go due to job trials.  He went alone, it seems.  When my Father’s name “Devaraju Venkata Krishna Rao Pantulu gArU” was called three times, my Father got up.  Every one was shocked to see him in the court.  Every one also got up from their seats with respect for him, and saluted (namaskaaram unDI) him. 


            After listening to the arguments from both sides, the High Court Judge, Sri Sir Vepa Ramesham Pantulu said to Father “Sir, I cannot believe that you have to be in the court.  How can a case be filed against you?  You have registered the book before publication.  No objection came within three years.  After three years, especially after so many years passed, now, there cannot be any case against you.  You were referring to the feelings of people that belonged to thrEtaa yugamu.  That was not your feeling.  You have done nothing wrong.  There is no logical legal point against you.  I am dismissing the case.  You are free to go”  


            My Father returned home happily.  He narrated me the whole situation whatever happened in the court.  I was happy too for my Father.  I was so proud to hear that my Father was so popular.  I was also happy because the whole story started with my questioning the High Court Judge at my convocation.  I was reminded of the German scientist’s quotation which said “An ever obedient, honest man, who married and brought a large family, did more service to humanity is more closer to God than the man who continued to be single and only talked about human service”.  I felt glad that I could serve my Father in that manner! 


Opportunities are bald at back:


            Life is full of ups and downs.  Opportunities are very rare.  When they knock, don’t let it go.  Never turn them down.  In a book from Harvard University there is a statement, which says “Opportunities of learning and self improvements come, stay with us for a while and pass by.  Opportunities have lots of hair in front and bald at the back.  Catch hold of them in front! If you let loose, no Jupiter can catch again!!  I use this quotation very much in my speeches.


            When I am invited to attend a meeting, while I am in the audience, some times people call upon me, to give a speech totally unprepared.  I have no idea that they were going to ask me to speak.  Still, since I cannot say no, I get up, and approach the mike.  I would be thinking of what to say.  Then I approach the mike, and say the quotation from Harvard’s book.  While I am saying that I get some idea about what I am going to speak.  Then I move on by saying       “The organizers have given me this opportunity to speak to you.  I will not let this opportunity pass by.  Hence, here I go!”  Having said that I begin my speech.  Every one gets stunned at my spontaneity!


            I conclude once again by saying that “Opportunities are full of hair in front and bald at back.  Catch hold of them in front”.  Don’t loose them.  Don’t doubt your self-thinking that you may not get it, even if you try.   How do you know for sure that you are not going to it?  Try. Try. Try.  Trail costs nothing, compared to the loss fortune from the missed opportunity.  Even the space walk started from saying that “I can try!”  That’s all any one can do.  Remember- “No horse has ever won any race, any time, any place, that has not entered in the Race!” 


A Reader’s Perspective: KavitA kanya rasajnata:


            A writer usually doubts whether the reader appreciates his writings. He may think that he has not conveyed enough to enjoy the intricate meaning and elixir of what he meant to convey.  He dreams always that his readers should enjoy his writings as much as he did.


            Having seen this enough, a frustrated reader said:


“kavitaa kanya rasajnata kavi kannA,

rasajnu leru@Mgu kaani kavi Emi eru@Mgu?

nava kOmalAngi suratamu (sogasulu)

bharta eru@Mgunu kAni tanDri kEmi teliyu”?


“How can a Writer enjoy the Beauty and Elixir of his own Writings

More than a critical Reader?

How can a Father know and enjoy the romance of his daughter

 More than her husband”?


BhartRu Hari An Emperor? Chakravarti?


            BhartRu Hari was a great Emperor!  He ruled in North India.  His wife was extremely beautiful.  Once while they were standing at their on balcony of their Palace,  they say a passing by funeral procession.  Right behind the corpse of the dead man, there was also a lady walking and crying loudly.  She was being dragged and forced in to the Cremation procession.  The Queen got surprised at the lady’s state and asked her husband “Who is she? Why is she crying?  Why are they dragging her in to the procession”?  BhartRu Hari replied “Probably, she is the dead man’s wife.  She must be crying for the loss of her husband and also because she is taken to be burnt alive”!


            At those times, it was a norm, that a Widow should not be alive and that she should be burnt alive along with her husband’s cremation (satI saha gamanamu) process.


            Totally shaken up with her husband’s reply, the Queen questioned him “What?  When her husband Dies, should she be taken (tIsu keLLAla)? What is this practice”? and walked away.


            Her questioning comments really bothered the Emperor.  He starting thinking that she would defy the orthodoxical believes and would refuse to be burnt, when he passed away.  He didn’t want this to happen.  He felt highly insulted and became extremely curious of knowing what she would do if he died. 


            Few days later, he went for hunting with his staff.  His wife’s comments were still bothering him.  So, he thought of knowing, how his wife would react, if she heard the death news of her husband. He wanted to know if she would be accepting the norms and whether she would be ready for being burnt.  Curious enough to get the answers immediately, he asked a messenger to go and tell the Queen that the King had died in an accident in the forests.  Asked him to observe her reactions, what she would decide on her own cremation, return and tell him her reactions and decisions. 


            The messenger hesitated.  He requested the King not to go though this exercise.  He also conveyed his inability to even utter those sentences. The King was adamant.  He forced and ordered him to obey his orders and perform his duty.  Left with no other choice, he accepted the orders, and proceeded to the Fort.


            The messenger, bitterly crying, approached the Queen,. The Queen got worried.  She questioned him what had happened.  He started bursting in to tears and kept saying that he could not utter words.  The Queen got more worried.  She asked him “ Is the Emperor safe? Did any thing happen to him?”  Finally, with shivering voice he said “How can I tell you this bad news?  Since you are insisting, I will.  During our hunts in the forests, in an accident, our great Emperor died!!”


            “What? The Emperor died??” saying these words in a state of shock, the Queen collapsed, and died on the spot!!


            The messenger was shaken up.  He too got bursted and cried loud.  Slowly, he recovered and headed to convey this news to the King.  When he approached the King, the King looked at the state of the messenger, got worried, and questioned him “Why are you crying?  Did you convey my message?  What did she say?  How did she react?  Is she preparing herself to be burnt alive?  Or is she denying the process?  Come on tell me”!!


            “How can I tell this news to you Mahaa Raajaa?  It is my fate that I have to face all this.  I wish I could die than to convey this news.  Mahaa Raajaa, as soon as I conveyed the message what you ordered me to say, hearing which…she could not bare the news.  She Cried loudly ‘What? The Emperor Died??’, collapsed on the floor… and…. died on the spot!!!”  the messenger said all this with broken words and speech.


            The King was shocked at this news.  He was totally devastated at the news.  He regretted heavily for killing his own wife.  His heart and mind were shattered.  He lost himself.  He lost his total balance of mind.  He could not stand himself. 


            Now he started realizing the ulterior meaning of his wife’s words “What?  When her husband dies, should she be taken (tIsu keLLAlA)? What is this practice?”  He got the real meaning then!  He understood what his wife really meant.  He realized what she meant was that when a husband dies, the wife need not be forced and taken to the cremation process (tIsu keLLakhara lEdu).  She should be so heart broken that she should not be able to live by herself without him, and that she should die (tanE chain pOtundi), immediately, at the news.    


            He regretted forever for not understanding his wife.  He could not perform his duties with these feelings of repentance.  He handed over his Kingdom to his brother, another great King by name Bhatti VikramArka.  He gave every thing up, and went in to deep forests.   He started meditating.  He became a great Saint, and Philosopher.  Then he thought that his knowledge should not die with him. 


            So, he wrote Four books, each containing One Hundred Poems.  First one is on Happiness (sukha Satakamu), the Second on Morals (neeti Satakamu), the Third on Romance (SRungAra Satakamu) and the Fourth on Despair (VyrAgya Satakamu).  These Four books became the Doctrines of Universal Life.  I quote and recite many of his poems in context of the subject on hand. 


            He was so confident of the Doctrines he described in his Four books, that once he said “A Saint would definitely become a Romantic Man, if he reads my book on Romance (yati viTuDu gaaka pOvunE asma theeya SRungAra varNanA kaNnyanu).  Similarly, a Romantic man, for sure, would turn in to a Saint, if he reads my book on Despair!!   


Spare the Rod and Spoil the Child:






            Jagan Mohan Rao






            Married life is full of challenges.  To have a harmonious life, both wife and husband should be on the track, in spite of their individualistic differences.  They should understand each other thoroughly and cooperate with each other.  Family administration is a teamwork.  Every member of the family should work for the total peace of each and every other members of the Family.  Then only it becomes and integrated, amalgamated harmonious family.  Every one should attend to the needs of others, not their own only. 


            They have to build the Synergy.  Learn it from your wrist Watch.  Unless the battery works, nothing else works. Unless all mechanical wheels and parts function, the Seconds Hand will not move. The Minutes Hand is dependent on Seconds and the Hours Hand is on Minutes.  They all need to work together.  Then only you would know the correct Time.  They sink or sail together.  This feeling of togetherness is mandatory for any Family’s Peace.               


            One of the toughest challenges in life is to bring up Children in a right fashion, giving them the Best Values, in Religion, Spiritual Knowledge, Education, Wealth and Health Management, and making them totally Self Reliant.  To do this, Parents and Teachers have to teach and impose Discipline.  You need to bring them up with discipline. 


            One English Poet said, “Child is the Father of the Man”.  It is very difficult to mend them when they are fully grown.  You can mend a tree at the plant stage, not at a Tree stage (mokkie vanchaali gaanee, manu ayite longadu)!  We need to discipline right from the childhood.  Discipline is the Order of the Day.  All are disciplines.  Every one should obey and follow the rules.  If not Chaos will result. 

            To strike a balance between Love and Discipline is very hard.  Unless you are little bit hard at heart, you cannot discipline.  Unless we discipline, children cannot be brought up in the right fashion.  People may think that if you are disciplining, you are hard at heart, you have no tolerance, and you do not love them any more.  This is one area where Chinnaammai and I differed.  She could not discipline.  Her Love stopped her from disciplining.  Because I love my children too, I discipline.  She could never appreciate this.


            Discipline is unavoidable in life.  Unless you are disciplined, you cannot accomplish any thing in life.  Look at the Sun God.  What if He wakes up late? What if He goes to bed late?  Can you imagine the consequences?  Same thing applies to Oceans.  If they do not stop at the shores and encroach the land, can you imagine what will happen to all this productivity?  Learn from the Nature!  They are all disciplined! Why not You?? 


            Discipline is needed in life for improved control of situations.  It is said that Discipline is of four kinds.   They come as Advice (sAma), Gift (dAna), Differentiation (bhEda) and Punishment (danDOpAyamulu), in that order.  When you have to discipline, you have to!!  Don’t spoil the child by not disciplining!  Spare the Rod and Spoil the Child!!


            The Primary Discipline comes from Parents.  Teaching, Preaching, Explaining, Advising, Asking probing Questions, Making them to self Think, etc; are the most effective ways to start disciplining.  If this approach fails, then start using the other three kinds.  Teach them good behaviors and conduct.  As an example, saluting the elders is a good habit.  Teach it at early stages.  Elders should be also disciplined, so that they serve as excellent examples to Children.  Just as Parents, Teachers should teach discipline to students.  In order to teach, first the Teachers should be disciplined.


            Teachers should demonstrate their own discipline at all times.  Students learn from them.  My Teacher, Sri PingaLi Lakshmi KAntam gArU always left his shoes out side the classroom, with respect to Goddess Saraswati, who was supposed to be in the classrooms.  When he did that, all his students, including me, also left our shoes out side the classroom!


               Here, I take the opportunity to describe about my Teacher Sri PingaLi Lakshmi Katamu gAru.  Lakshmikantamu was born into a Brahmin family on January 10, 1894 in his maternal grandparents’ home in Artamuru. His Father was Venkataratnamu. His Mother was Kutumbamma. Ancestors of Pingali family were Tikkana and Suranna who belonged to Goutama gotram (lineage of sage Goutama). 


Lakshmikantamu studied up to fifth grade in Guduru, 6th and 7th grades in Repalle, and from 8th grade through his BA in Bandaru.  After finishing SSLC, Lakshmikantam worked as a copyist for 2.5 years in the sub-court of Vijayawada. After finishing BA, he taught at Bandaru Noble School and later at Bandaru Noble College until 1926.  After a brief stint at Madras Oriental Manuscript Library as a researcher in 1927, Laksmikantam served as the president of Andhrasakha, a division of Andhraviswa Kalaparishat from 1931 through 1949.  He began this new career by preparing syllabus for Telugu and Sanskrit literature courses.  He taught history and criticism of Telugu literature to BA (Honors) and MA students.  I was his student at that time in Andhra University, Waltair, AP.  


Later, he served as a literary adviser to All India Radio and directed several Sanskrit rupakas (dramas).  He was appointed in 1954 as a member of working committee of Central Academy of Literature. In 1961, he was appointed as a professor at Venkateswara University, Tirupati.  From 1968 till his death, he served as a member of Board of Governers of Telugu Academy and Chairman of Academic Council.


In the beginning of 20th century drama was very popular in Andhra.  Lakshmikantam played proficiently several roles together with his brother Narsayya.  His roles included Arjuna in “Gayopakhayanam,” Krishna in “Narakasuravadha,” Rakshasa in “Mudrarakshasam”, and Dharmaraju in “Pandavodyogavijayalu.”  He also participated in another popular literary tradition called Avadhanam.


It was a fashion to write poetry as a pair. Pingali Lakshmikantam paired up with Katuri Venkateswarrao and became famous as Pingali- Katuri Poets.  Their joint ventures are tolakari and soundaranandnam.  Laksmikantamu’s independent writings include adhura panditarajamu, gangalahari, tejolahari, atmalahari, andhravajnmayacharitra etc.  He translated “All Men are Brothers,” a history of Mahatma Gandhi from English.  His radio speeches were compiled and published as “Na Radio Prasangalu” and his literary essays were compiled and published as “Goutama Vyasalu.”


Professor Pingali Laksmikantamu was a unique and rare personality with diverse interests like poetry, drama, literary criticism, history, teaching, administration, oration etc.  He brought the Telugu literature to it s new heights and became eternal in the minds of his students and Telugu people.


            Coming back to speak about discipline, it was also the order of Army!  A Nawaab King from Madras was trying to oppose British.  So he lined up all of his soldiers, several thousands, to fight against Lord Bussi.  Bussi had only One Hundred Indian Soldiers.  But they were all well trained, disciplined and organized.  They formed themselves in series of small groups, facing the several thousands of soldiers of the Nawaab.  The war started.  Within few hours, all those one hundred Soldiers of Lord Bussi defeated several hundreds of soldiers of Nawaab and declared  Victory!  Such is the power of Training and Discipline!  Bussi then proclaimed that Indian Soldiers, when trained and disciplined, are the greatest in World! 


            With this introduction on how important the discipline is, let me narrate to you three great examples of my own experiences.




            I was teaching Telugu to Fourth and Fifth Forms.  I was teaching prepositions (Vibhakti pratyamulu).  The whole class didn't do well. So, again, I taught them. Next day, the entire class did very well, except one boy, by name Sriram.  He was the son of a Porter at Tilaru Railway Station.  I taught him again personally.  He did not pay attention while I was teaching.  I got mad.  I lifted him with my both hands, and made him stand on the bench.  I bent his back towards me and hit him real hard with my right hand on his back.  I made him stand on the bench for my entire class.  One Rod will teach Ten good Characteristics (danDam daSa guNam bhavEt)!  I gave him one more day to learn.


            He did not come to the school on the next day, and the next day and the next day.  He never came to the school again!   No body knew what happened to him.


            Several years passed by.  One day I was standing on the platform of Tilaru Railway station, waiting for my train.  A single steam engine went through the station during the shunting process.  I was looking at the engine.  The engine went about half a mile, stopped and started coming back in reverse!  Every one was shocked.  The stationmaster was totally perplexed.  How can an engine come in reverse -back to the platform?  Every one thought some thing went really wrong with the system!


            When the engine came and stopped exactly where I was standing, every one was looking at me.  Then the driver of the engine came out of, got down on to the platform, and started walking towards me.  The stationmaster and every one were looking at me!  I did not know what was happening!  He came to me, fell on my feet, and said "NamaskAram Master gArU!  Do you remember me (nEnu meeku gurtu unnAnA)?  Still I did not recognize him.


            Then he recalled and said, "I am Sriram.  Remember? One day when I did not listen to you, you hit me real hard on my back and made me stand on the bench.  I was so ashamed that I could not go to the school any more.  You hurt my ego.  But it was then a great transformation happened in me.  I listened to my Father, and got trained in railway duties.  Luckily, I got a job in Railways, got series of promotions and finally became a Railway Engine Driver!  My entire growth is purely because of you!  If you did not punish me on that day, I would have never changed, grown and learned.  I am ever grateful for you."


            I was so happy for him.  I felt good that I could influence him and make him prosper.  I hugged him, and blessed him to grow more and more.  I confirmed one more time that Discipline changes Lives!  Yes, I take credit for his success! 


            Jagan Mohan Rao:


                        This one happened at Narasanna pETa.  That was the time when we had the family doctor by name Dukkaa VenkaTappaDu.  Bontaa Appaa Rao was at PAlakonDa.  He was a Character!  He was so irritated all the time, that he could never control himself.  On one hot summer day, when a street beggar was playing clarinet (sannaayi) for collections, in front of Bontaa Appaa Rao's house, he was so irritated with the disturbing sound, that he came out of his house, and pulled away the instrument from his mouth and threw it on the ground!!


            Bontaa Appaa Rao had a huge big echoing voice.  People could hear him from several houses away.  He used to put large unpeeled Coconuts (bonDAlu) in his coat pockets!  He brings them to my home, with a huge Hot Masaala Pan (khArA kiLLI namulutU) in his big mouth, with his big loud voice, asks my wife "Can you make chutney for me (konchem pachchaDi chEsi peDataav?).  Chinnaammai used to hate his demands.  If any one could describe him perfectly, it was only Chinnaammai!

            I had a student by name Jagan Mohan at Narasanna pETa.  He was my tuition student also.  Suddenly he did not show up to school and my tuitions.  Every one got worried.   No body knew what happened to him.  He was a very smart boy.  I contacted his best friend Bhaskar.  He kind of hinted that he might be living at a young prostitute by name KuTTi!  Later talks from others also confirmed this news. I was stunned at the news.  I could not bare an young boy’s life being ruined that way.  So I decided to help him.


            Two or three days, when he still did not show up to School, on that Full Moon night, I went to KuTTi's house, along with his best friend Bhaskar.  I passed the gate, stood in front of the house and yelled "Jagan Mohan" several times.  Nothing happened.  He did not come out. Instead, the young prostitute, KuTTi herself came out.  She was looking down at the floor.  She couldn't see me at my eyes.  "NamaskAram Master gArU".  I was surprised!  Within three years of my service at Narasanna pETa, I was so popular!  Every one, including her, knew me.


            "Send out Jagan Mohan (Jagan Mohan ni bayaTaku pampinchu)!" I ordered.  I played a trick.  I was not sure if he were there. But if I asked her "Is he here?" she might easily say "No".  Hence without giving her that choice, as if I knew that he was there, I commanded her to send him out. 


            She went in. Within few minutes Jagan Mohan came out, shivering.  He could not look at my eyes either!  I talked to him in a pleasant voice.  Told him that what he was doing would ruin him.  Told him that he should never turn to prostitutes again in his life!  I extended my right hand and asked him to make a promise, right then, that he would never ever do it again.  To my surprise, while bending his head down, he extended his hand, in a low voice, he swore on my hand and said that he would never do it again.  


            Next day, his parents came to me and started crying.  I was shocked.  I was shaken up. They told me that Jagan Mohan disappeared from their home, and that they were seriously worried about him.  I was scared too.  "What if he ran away from house?  What if he committed Suicide?" I regretted.  I did not tell them or to any one about my visitation to KuTTi.   Bhaskar only knew. 


            Few weeks later, their parents came to me with the news that they received a letter from Jagan Mohan's elder brother, from Calcutta.  It seems that Jagan Mohan, moved to his brother, and that he decided to join Indian Army.   They were happy for the change.  So was I.


            Years passed by.  Once at Tilaru junction, I was trying to get in to a highly crowded bus.  I could not get in.  I was requesting the conductor to spare a single seat for me or allow me to stand even.  I was pleading that I had an urgent meeting at SrikAkuLam.  I was arguing my case. I was right at the entrance of the bus, along with a big crowd.


            Suddenly, a Military Officer, in the full Uniform, got down from the bus, pushed through the crowd, approached me, saluted me by touching my feet and said "NamaskAram Master Garu.  Do you remember me? I was your student.  My name is Jagan Mohan".   I could not recall immediately.  Slowly when I recalled the name, I knew who he was. 


            "Jagan Mohan! Is that you?  You took tuition from me at Narasanna pETa.  How are you?" I questioned.  He said, in a voice filled with gratitude, "With your kind blessings, I am doing fine Sir.  I joined Indian Army and am now a Major.  You brought a total transformation in me.  I attribute all my success to you.  But for your guidance, involvement and discipline, I would not have been what I am now!!  How can I repay?"  I was extremely happy to see him prosper.


            He offered his seat to me.  The conductor managed some how to let me in.  We both traveled to SrikAkuLam and had memorable time.  I was very happy for him.  I once again confirmed that my disciplinary speech changed his life style.  I take credit for his success.




            At Sompeta, there was only one section for SSLC.  Hence both girls and boys used to sit in the same class.  It used to have both Telugu and Oriya students.  Once, an Oriya rowdy student by name Patro left a love letter in the books of a girl.  She started crying and shivering seeing that letter and handed the letter to the Teacher.  The Teacher came and showed it to me.  I looked at the letter, which had no signature.


            I got curious to find who it was.  So, I started the investigation.  I questioned the teacher, who could it be.  The Teacher, without any hesitation said that it must be from Patro, since he was known for this kind of conduct, for his trouble making behavior and for being being a rowdy.  I asked him if he had any of Patro's compositions.  He went and brought Patro's composition book.  I compared the writings.  They were exactly the same.


            I continued my investigations.  I called upon all other teachers that knew him.  They came, heard the story, read the letter, confirmed that it could be non-but Patro and that it was Patro's handwriting.  I was convinced.  So I called upon him to come to my office.


            As he was coming to my office, I saw him from my chair, and my blood got boiled.  I could not stop my anger.  I got up, came out of the office, stepped out from the door, and approached him.  As he was just finishing stepping on the last step, near the school bell, I came close to him, and slapped him as hard as I could!  That's it!!  He cried loud saying "Father, I am dead (In Oriya: bappaa morigillee.  In Telugu: Naannaa, chachchaanu)!  He started crying holding his cheek.  Immediately he started bleeding!  Just like my Father, I cannot stand blood.  I realized that I went too far.


            Immediately, I took him in to my office room.  Made him lay down.  I stopped the bleeding by doing some first aid.  I cleaned his wound.  I washed his face with cold water.  I gave him cold water to drink.  I gave him hot cup of Tea, which I ordered from home.  I served him like a doctor.  After confirming that he was doing fine, I handed him over to my peon Jambu, to escort him to his home.


            Next day, his Father came to my office.  I knew why he came.  I started shivering for my bad temperament.  I thought he would take me to court.  His Father, joined his hands, gave me salutation (namskaaramu) and said "Master gArU, you have done an excellent thing (chaalaa manchi pani chESAru mAster gArU)!   He deserves it.  He is a rowdy.  He is beyond my control.  I am glad you taught him a good lesson".  


            I explained once again my reasons to him.  I told him I did not want him in my school any more.  I told him if I discharge him for his bad conduct, his life would be ruined.  Instead, I said that I would give him a Transfer Certificate, so that he could continue to study anywhere else.  The Father was highly thankful to me.  He said that he would not send him to my school again and that he would send him to SrikAkuLam. He went away.


            Few years later, I came to know that, that incidence had changed his personality, did very well in schools and colleges, and finally became a Sub-Inspector in the Department of Police!  I was very happy for his transformation. 


            Like this I used different disciplinary tools for different situations.  I influenced in their lives.  I made Leaders with this approach.  I made Leaders of Leaders.  I am glad I could demonstrate the importance of Discipline in them.   


            Again, let me stress that when I say, "Spare the Rod and Spoil the Child",  I don't mean that you have to use the "Rod" (a means of physical abuse) at all times, for disciplining any child.  The so-called "Rod" is no good now days.  Times have changed.  Children have become extremely smart, sensitive and intelligent.  They know what is right.  They can do the right things, only if they want to. 


            They have problems on staying on the right track at all times.  In that case, we may have to just remind them of their own goals.  That itself is a "Rod" for these kids.  Use Discipline as a reminder.  Let them know that they are in charge of themselves, and they need to face the consequences of their own actions and in-actions.   


            Just as a Doctor cannot prescribe one medication for all diseases, we cannot use one disciplinary tool for all the kids.  We need to select which works better for whom.  Some times, the same tool may not work on the same kid!  It is all situational.  You have various tools for character build up.  Look at the previous three examples.  One needed a public punishment, the other needed a simple promise and the other needed a discharge from the school!  Treat them individualistic. 


            There is a saying that even between Great Theosophists, there are huge differences (mahA RushigAm, matEstu bhinnAm) in their Doctrines.  Goal may be the same, but the paths are different.  Look at Trimataachaarylu.  Each one differed from others.  But they were all talking about Man and God!  “All Roads lead to Rome”!  My way of building Character is by building Discipline.  We need to use the disciplinary tools selectively (piDukkee, biyyaanikee, okaTE mantram pani cheyyadu). 


            In conclusion, let me say one more time:  Spare the Rod and Spoil the Child!


Ideal Conditions For Writing Poetry:


Once Sri Krishna DEvarAyulu, walked in to his meeting with his eight experts in poetry (AshTha diggajamulu) and asked his best and most favorite poet Allasaani Peddana to create and recite a poem on the spot.  Peddannaa was not happy for being put on the spot light. Then he said "Mahaa Raajaa, to tell a poem on the spot, randomly, is very difficult. But since you asked, I will create a poem now”!  Then he narrated the following poem:           


nirupahati sthalambu, ramaNee priya dUtika tecci yiccu kap-

pura viDe, mAtma kimpayina bhOjana, mUyala manca, moppu tap-

parayu rasj~nu, lUha teliyangala lEkhaka pAThakOttamul,

dorakina kAka, yUraka kRtul raciyimpumaTanna SakyamE!



   For writing poetry, a writer needs a private peaceful place, tasty snacks served by your lover, Soul pleasing food, a swing with comfortable mattress, experts that know, criticize and comment on what is right and wrong, expert writers that can write by unknowing the imaginations of the poet, dedicated readers that can also imagine the poet's imagination!


Is it possible to write poetry, whenever asked, just like that?           


Then Peddannaa got so inspired that he narrated a Thirty Six lines poem "puuta merungulun…"Being stunned at his poetic capabilities, KriShNa dEvarAyulu presented him a Gold Bracelet (ganDa penDeeramu) and personally decorated the bracelet to Peddannaa's ankle, by touching the feet.


Having been so pleased, Peddannaa narrated serious of poems praising the King and himself, which ended with the following line:  "Don't you know there is no other poet in the world like Peddannaa! (peddana pOlu panDitulu bhuvini lErani yerungavE?"


Here is the full story:

In a famous literary contest, peddana won the kavi ganDa penDEram. It is a heavy piece of golden anklet. In those days, people very high up in social hierarchy sported a ganDa penDEram. Wearing one implied great wealth, prestige and perhaps manliness (ganDa implying controller and sometimes, husband, esp. in Kannada). If it is awarded as a prize, it signifies a great recognition by one’s peers. It is said that one day, the emperor brought a glittering ganDa penDEram to the court. He had it placed on a central pedestal in the court hall. He then declared that any one who can compose poetry in Sanskrit and Telugu with equal felicity to the approval of the scholars of the court could claim it. Even after a long silence, no one came forward. The emperor was amused at the absence of response from the galaxy of digdantis and big pundits in the court and started to taunt and challenge them by saying:

"mudduga gamDa pemDiyaramun^ gonuDamcu bahUkarimpagA
noddika nAkosamgu mani yokkaru kOraga lErakO

Before kRShNa rAya could finish the verse, peddana stood up and completed it with a flourish:

"peddana bOlu pamDitulu pRthvini lErani neeverumgavE
peddana keedalamcinanu pErimi nAkiDu kRshNarANRpA


To meet the challenge posed by the emperor, peddana continued on extemporaneously, and composed-on the spot- what became a very famous thirty line ASu padyam (in utpalamAla mAlika meter). The first part of the poem is about Telugu composition and flows like honey sweet grape wine (drAkshA pAkam). The second part is about Sanskrit and is in nArikELa pAkam (one should spend time and effort to get to the meat of the poem just as one would do in peeling all the fibre surrounding the coconut and then literally using force to break open the shell).  

"pUta merumgulun^ basaru pUpabeDamgulu jUpunaTTi vA
kaitalu? jaggu niggu nena gAvale gammuna gammanavalen^
rAtiriyun^ baval marapurAni hoyal celiyAramjampu ni
ddAtariteepulOyanaga dArasilan&vale lO dalamchinan^
bATiga baikonan&valenu baidali kuttukalOni pallaTee
kUtalanan&valen sogasu kOrkulu rAvale nAlakinchinan
jEtikolamdi kaugiTanu jErchina kan&niya chin&ni pon&ni mEl
mUtala chan&nudOyivale mucchaTa gAvale baTTi chUchinan^
DAtODanun&na min&nula miTArapu muddula gum&ma kam&manau
vAtera domDapamDuvale vAcavigAvale banTa nUdinan^
gAtala dam&michUlidora kaivaSapun^ javarAli sibbepun^
mEteli yabburampu jigi nibbara pubbabgu gabbigubba pom
bUtala nun&na kAyasari poDimi kin&nera mElubamti sam
gAtapu san&natamti bayakArapu kan&naDa gauLa pamtukA
sAtata tAna tAnala pasan divuTADeDu gOTa meeTu bal
mrOtalunumbalen^ haruvu mollamu gAvale naccaten&gu lee

reetiga samskRtambu pacarimceDu paTTuna BhArateevadhU
vrAtanayAnukUla padavArku_hUdvahahAra kimkiNee
nUtana GhalGhalAcaraNa_nUpura_jhALajhaLee_maramdasam
yAtakumAra_gamdhavahahAri_sugamdha_vilAsa yuktamai
chEtamu jalla jEyavale jillana jallavalen^ manOhara
dAtirasaprasAra_ruchira_prasarambuga sAre sArekun^



(For a Telugu Lipi font version of the episode, click here). Here is a translation from a paper by Prof. velcEru naaraayaNa raavu [Narayana Rao, V and David Shulman, 1995. "Coconut and Honey: Sanskrit and Telugu in medieval Andhra," Social Scientist, Vol. 23, No. 10-12, Oct.-Dec., pp. 24-40]:

Is poetry a surface sheen,
the green delusion of unfolded buds?
It must be real inside
and out, exploding fragrance,
an aching touch your body can't forget
by day or night, like of your woman,
whenever you think about it.
It should come over you, it should murmur
deep in the throat, as your lover in her dove-like moaning,
and as you listen, yearning comes in all its beauty.
If you take hold of it, your fingers tingle
as if you were tracing the still-hidden breasts
of a young girl, wholly embraced.
If you sink your teeth into it, it should be succulent
as the full lips of a ripe woman from another world,
sitting on your knees. It should ring
as when godly Sound strokes with her fingernails
the strings of her veeNa, with its golden bulbs resting
on her proud, white, pointed breasts,
so that the rAga-notes resound.
That is the pure Telugu mode.

If you use Sanskrit, then a rushing, gushing
overflow of moonlight waves, luminous and cool,
from Siva's crest, the mountain-born goddess beside him,
enveloping actors and their works, the dramas
spoken by Speech herself in the presence of the golden seed,
pounding out the powerful rhythms, the beat
of being, through drums and strings
and chiming bells and thousands of ringing anklets
dancing, drawing out the words, the fragrant and subtle
winds wafting essence of unfolding lotus
from the Ganges steaming in the sky should
comfort your mind. You should shiver
in pleasure again and again, each time
you hear it, as rivulets of honeyed juices and butter
and sweet milk flow together
and mix their goodness more and more
and more.


As a postscript to the translation, the paper goes on to say: "What we offer here in translation does not reflect the exuberant texture of the poem, which dramatically demonstrates the variation in Telugu and Sanskrit styles, the first with soft, lyrical and intimately murmuring syllables and the second with its high-sounding Sanskrit phrases, infused with the energy of repeated aspirates in an increasingly dense compound. This 2nd style retains the attention and marvel of the listeners even though they are almost certainly unable to follow the precise meaning of this intricately woven and immensely long Sanskrit compound, the like of which one rarely sees even in Sanskrit texts." The emperor and all the remaining poets in the court must have gasped in wonder at the brilliance and command of language shown by peddana. At the conclusion of the extempore composition, it is said that kRShNa rAya descended his high throne and with his own hands adorned the poet’s foot with the gold anklet! In fact, peddana himself described the incident in a cATu padyam.


Paala konDa House story:


I was transferred to Paala konDa in 1943.  So I shifted Chinnaammai and children to Kakinada, to her parent's house.  I went alone to that village, and searching for houses.  The priest of the Seetaa Raamula temple was Jagannaadhaa Achaari.  Taataa Viswanaadham was also living there.  Just by looking at the Priest, I felt that he had some glory in his face.  I was happy.  First impression is always the best impression. 


I requested him if he knew any vacant houses, for my house search.  He took me to an old house.  Right at the main gate, right on top of the main compound wall of the house, there were three sculptures.  They were: The Conch Shell (SanKhu), The Wheel (Chakramu) and the Three Markings (thri nAmAlu).  I asked him why they were there and their significance.  He was a very orthodoxical man.  He asked if I had any belief in superstitions.  I said no.  Then he explained the background of that house.


It seems ever since some past tenant died in that house, no body ever occupied it!  It had been vacant for a long time.  While listening to the story I entered in to the house with Raamula vaari portrait.  I was still curious about the history of that house.  So, I inquired with priest's Grand Father SeetaaRama Shaastri.  Then he explained me the story. 


The last occupant in that house was Sri Ramaanujaa Achaaryulu gAru.  It seems he was the priest of the same Seetaa Raamula temple that was being served by Jagnaadhaa Achaari.  Sri Ramaanujaa Achaaryulu performed all Prayers (puujalu), rituals (punaskaaramulu) and wedding ceremonies ( kaLyANamulu). 


On the day of God's parade (uurEginpu) Sri Ramaanujaa Achaaryulu did not show up to the temple for services.  The procession started without him.  Every one was wondering where he was and why he did not show up.  All devotees were already carrying Deities of God in a chariot.  The procession with the chariot stopped at his house. The Assistant priest (perumALLu) came near house and sent a devotee to inquire about his welfare.


Then Sri Ramaanujaa Achaaryulu was laying flat on a mat, in front of a large Seetaa Raaamula portrait.  He told the devotee " Tell them that I am coming"  (vastunnaani vaariki cheppu).   They all waited for him for a while.  Nothing happened. 


So impatiently, the assistant priest entered in to the house and found Sri Ramaanujaa Achaari was dead.  He was sleeping on small splinters of wood while he joined his hands in prayers (dharbhalu meeda, SavaaSanamu vEsi, dhaNNamu peDutU swargastullayaaru).   Ever one went in to state of shock!.  They were recalling and interpreting his last words.  "Tell that I am coming  (vastunnaani vaariki cheppu)” meaning "Tell God, that I am coming".  Laymen were thinking that "Tell the priest that I am coming to join the procession”!  


That house where Sri Ramaanujaa Achaaryulu passed away was the same house that I was trying to rent.  Because he was a great Virtuous Priest, he had those scriptures The Conch Shell (SanKHu), The Wheel (Chakra) and The Three Markings (tri namaalu) were at top of the front entrance of his house. 


Later I came to know that Sri Ramaanujaa Achaaryulu was none other than my Grand Father's Grand Father!  That was the same house where Mohan was born.  I was very successful at that house.  Got several promotions.  I performed in many dramas.  Later I was transferred to Tekkali, then to Buditi where I was promoted to Head Master, then to Sompeta, where I was promoted as Principal of Junior College and retired in 1972.


I played my role very well in this Life's drama.  Life is full of passengers.  I have done my job very well.  I have left my Foot Prints, in the sands of time.  I made several leaders, who in turn made more leaders.  Some times I feel that my followers have exceeded me.  I love it.  I attribute all my success to the house in PaalakonDa, where my Grand Father's Grand Father took his last breath.  I owe it to him. 


All my success is due to my Father and his Fore, Fore Fathers!!!


Vegu Jhukka Grandha Maala's Origination:


"Men are not fools.  They do things with a purpose!"


I was born on November 12, 1912. 21-11-1912!


I was born in Berhampur, Ganjam District.  That was when my Father Late Sri Devaraju VenkaTa kriShNa Rao had a thought of having his own Publishing and Printing Company to publish his own books.  He was at the right capacity.  My Father moved from Paata paTnam to kotta paTnam to Berhampur.   My Mother was Ratnamma.  Her Father, my Grand Father, was Gaade VenkaTa Ramadaas.  My Father formed a committee, Board of Directors, named it as kaLA prachAraka samithi, to start the company.  Some of them were: ManDapaaka PaarwateeSa Shaastri, My Father, Gaade Ramaanujaa Swaami, and Taapi Dharma Rao gArU.


The brightest star that comes in the early morning is Vegu Jukka.  Since my Father got the idea of owning a publishing company while looking at this star, he named his publishing company as "Vegu Jukka Grandha Maala" He got this inspiration by the name " SwEchcaa vati Grandha Maala" which was in Ichchaapuram.  The then name for the same town was "SwEchchaapuram". 


His first publication from this printing press was vAADE veeDu.  This was the first detective (aparaadha pariSodhaka navala) novel in Telugu, in the history!  This was based on a Bengali novel.  To catch the reader's attention the first sentence starts with: "What is this (yEmidi)?  He planned to produce three books per year.  He formed a society of writers.  He produced a total of thirtysix books within twelve years.  During 1912-1924, the entire states of Andhra and Madras were shaken up with his publications. 


In the last days of Mother, I used to serve her 24 hours a day.  I was a dedicated server. 


The book "Jaanakee pariNayam" took him to special heights.  Only with its profits, he could perform the wedding of my sister younger Satyavati with Gaade Ranga Rao. They were three brothers namely VenkaTa RamaNa (Pedda maama), venkaTa Rangam (chinna maama) and VenkaTa Ranga  Rao (buchchi maama).  They were the three brothers of my Mother Ratnamma! It was said that from the profits of selling the “Janaki PariNayam” book, my sister Stayavati’s wedding was performed (jaanakee pariNayamu too Satyavatee pariNayamu jariginati)!  It was performed at our own house, which was huge and about half an acre! 


Due to his old age he could not run the publication company any longer.  He had to dispose it to his own manager Grandhavarapu VenkaTa Rao.  He still runs this press at Rajam, with the same name!  He moved the company to Rajam in 1957.  Even to day, he is still extremely grateful to my Father and has high regards for him.  Vegu Jukka Grandha Mala is still in business, prospering daily, with all the modern technology, at Rajam, Srikakulam District Andhra Pradesh India!!


My First Guruvu gAru: ManDa paaka paarvateesa kavulu:


            ManDa paaka paarvateeSam gArU was the President/ Chairman of the Board of Directors for kaLA prachAraka samithi, formed for publishing the books from Vegu Jukka Grandha Maala Printing press.  Though my Father started this board, and committee, he never presided.  He acted as a Secretary.  I also don't want to preside any committee.  I am a worker. So I have been always working as Secretary.  That is why I accepted to work as a Page Boy for RabindranAth ThAgore!!


            It is said "The Teacher is Lord Brahma (Gurur Brahma), Lord ViShNu (Gurur ViShNu), and Lord Siva (Gurur devO maheSwaraha).  The Teacher is the Supreme Brahman (Gurur saakShaat para Brahma). Offer your adorations unto that peerless Guru (tasmai shree gurave namaha).  I am a stronger believer in this.  I dedicated myself to my Teacher.  I served him. Guarded him. I prayed him like a Lord.  That Teacher was ManDa paaka paarvateeSam gArU.  He gave me the Supreme Mantra (mantrOpa dESamu) at Chatrapuram. 


            I requested him if you would mind to teach me the Supreme Mantra (mantrOpa dESamu).  He was pleased.  He was a friend of my Father.  He told me to check with my Father, to make sure that he also agrees.  I told my Father about my desire.  My Father bounced with joy!  He said "Really? Really?  Did he agree to preach you the Supreme Mantra?  What blessed boy you are!.  Go. Learn it from him. You have my permission".


            I got so excited that I could not sleep on that night.  Finally, at 2 AM, in the middle of the night, I took bath, and started going on a bike (BSA) to Chatrapuram from Berhampur, which was sixteen miles away!  It was a full moon night (powNami rAtri), and it was a very adventurous journey.  I didn't care!  I didn't feel the strain.  I went to his house, silently kept my bike away, and sat on his front door steps.    


            He got stunned when he saw me, first time in the morning.  He asked "When did you come?  How could you come so early?  Did you bike for sixteen miles?"  With all respect, obedience, in a low voice, I answered his questions.  He was very much pleased at my commitment, enthusiasm and sincerity.  He asked me to get ready for the Lesson.


            He taught me the Supreme Mantra with excellent diction.  He made me to repeat it One Hundred Times!  This is same mantra what a Father preaches to his son at the time of thread ceremony. 


            He told me that I would hold positions with significant power.  He warned me "Never mis-utilize and hurt people with your power".   He also taught me the greatness of Telugu Literacy, Telugu Poems, Telugu poets, Sri KriShNa DevarAjulu, AshTha diggajaalu, Andhra kavitaa pitaa maha Allasaani Peddanaa maatyulu.  I attribute all my initial knowledge, and inspiration for learning Literacy, to my first Guru Sri ManDapaaka PaarvateeSa Kavulu gAru.  This is an unforgettable event in my life and I am forever indebted to him and all my teachers.

The prayer 


gurur brahmaa gurur vishNu@h

gurur dEvO mahESwara@h

gurur saakshaat parabrahma

tasmai SrI guravEnama@h


has influenced me forever in my life.  Jus because of it’s influence, I could set standards as how a teacher should be.  I tried live up to those standards.


An Appreciation of POtanaa's Bhaagavatamu:


            One has to be extremely familiar with all subjects, in order to be an effective Poet. Especially, he should know the human psychology, treatment of feelings, all Sixty Four Arts, especially, the Music, Dancing, Painting, and infinite worldly knowledge (ananta prApanchika jnAnamu kaavaali) and a natural appreciation for the Nature.  He should be a Master in Grammar of Telugu and styles of poems.  He should be able to select what style of poem is suitable to convey which situation. 


            He should have superb command on selection of words to convey the feelings.  He should be an ocean of Vocabulary of words.  One of those blessed and talented poets is Sri Bammera POtanaamaatya.  He wrote India's all time epic The Mahaa Bhaaratamu in Telugu.  He was a great devotee of Lord ViShNu also.  Even illiterate Telugus readily quote verses from chapters 'Gajendra Mokshamu' and 'Prahlada Charitra' of his work, ‘Andhra Maha Bhagavathamu,’ the crown jewel of Telugu literature. Andhra people are greatly  indebted to the most beloved poet Bammera Potana.


            He wrote a chapter called Rescue of a Huge Elephant (gajEndra mOkShamu).  In this chapter he describes how an Elephant was saved by Lord ViShNu.  Once an elephant fell in to a lake, and got bitten by a Large Crocodile.  After fighting for several days and weeks, finally the elephant was ready to die.  At that time, it prayed Lord ViShNu like this:


" lAvokkiMtayu lEdu, dhairyamu vilOlaMbayye@M brANaMbulun

ThAvuldappenu, mUrchha vachche, tanuvun Dassen, SramaMbayyeDin,

nIvE tappa ita@h paraMberuga, manniMpaM dagun dInunin,

rAvE Iswara! kAvavE varada! SaMrakshiMpu, BhadrAtmakA” !!



"I lost my strength, don't have any more courage, almost readying for death,

Ready to faint, body is giving up, and extremely tired.

I don't know any body else that can save me now! Pardon, helpless me.

Oh Lord ViShNu (Siva), Oh The Savior!  Save me"!


            After finishing the description of this emergency situation, POtana wanted to describe how Lord ViShNu reacted to this request.  So he started to describe where and Lord ViShNuvu was, how immediately He left His home to rescue the Elephant.


            So write this First line:


“ala vaikuMTha puraMbulO nagarilO nA mUla saudhaMbu dA
                        pala ……”



"In that city of VykunTham, in that suburb, in the corner of that Palace"


            He stopped.  He didn't know how else to describe Lord ViShNuvu was doing.  He thought and thought.  Nothing occurred to him.  He had mental block.  He kept his pen aside, and walked away.  He wanted to take a break.  He went to market for diversion.  He was still thinking about the poem.  Suddenly he got some sparks of thoughts.  Rest of the lines appeared in front of him!  He could not wait to go home and finish the poem.


            So her returned home, washed his feet and face, went in to kitchen, sat on the ground, and requested his daughter SArada to serve the lunch.  The daughter stunningly questioned "Father! What is all this? A while ago, you came from out side, washed your face and feet, came in to the kitchen, sat just like this, and asked me to serve lunch.  I did.  You finished your lunch, went in to your room, and started writing.  Last time I saw you, you were in your room!

What happened? Why are you asking me to serve the lunch again?"


            POtana was shocked at her questions.  He denied coming for the first time.  He did not understand what had happened.  Getting curious to know what had happened, he went in to his room, and looked at his unfinished poem.  The poem was no longer unfinished!  He found the following lines completing the poem:


"pala maMdAra vanAMtarAmRta sara@h prAntEndu kAntOpalO
tpala paryaMka ramA vinOdi yagu nApanna @h prasannuMDu vi

hvala nAgEndramu pAhi pAhi yana guyyAliMci saMraMBi yai".


"In the garden filled various flowers, he was in romantic mood with his wife who could excel several thousands of other ladies. Then the Savior of Savior heard the bitter cry of the Elephant.  He was so perturbed that he starting leaving immediately".


            POtana was shocked to see these lines.  He could not believe his own eyes!  These were exactly the same lines, word to word, what he thought of, when he was out side the home!!

After recovering slowly from the shock, he started guessing what might have happened. 


            He thought it was Lord ViShNu, Himself came in his disguise, took lunch and completed the poem!  None else could!  He felt that boon was enough for his life.  He felt so glad that Lord ViShNu had entered in his home and blessed the entire surroundings.  He was drenched with feelings of Happiness, and Devotion!


            He also thought that the situation between Lord ViShNu and Lakshmi was so romantic and private, that He did not allow POtana to complete the poem.  That was why, He made him  blank minded.  He did not allow POtana to think any further.  Lord ViShNu, Himself came to him to complete the description of the romantic and private situation.  POtana also thought that since he was going to describe the Rescue scene of the Elephant, Lord ViShNuvu, demonstrated once again, His nature for Rescuing His Devotees, by coming down and completing the verse by Himself!  He saved POtana too!!


            He continued writing the next poem describing how Lord ViShNu left His Home to save the elephant, like this:


"sirikiM jeppaDu SaMKa cakra yugamuM cEdOyi saMdhiMpa DE
parivAraMbunu jIra DaBragapatin manniMpaDA karNikAm
tara dhammillamu cakkanottaDu vivAda prOddhita SrI kucO

pari cElAncalamaina vIDaDu gajaprANA vanOtsAhi yai”!!


"He did not tell His Wife,  did not wear all His ornaments like Conch shell, The Wheel,

Did not call and take His staff,  did not set His loose hair,

Did not un-tie his clothes from His Wife,

In an eager to save the Elephant, He left spontaneously"!


            Look at how nicely POtana described the panic scene.  This not only tells how people act in an emergency situation, but also describes how merciful the God is, to save his devotees!


            Next he describes the panic feelings of Goddess Lakshmi, Lord ViShNu's Wife.  She is also perturbed.  She didn't know what to do.  Did She have the courage to question Her husband where He was going nor His acts?  She was doubting whether she could ask Him.  She was filled with anxiety and confusion.  POtana described her plight like this:


"aDigeda nani kaDu vaDi janu
aDigina tana maguDa nuDuvaDani neDayuDugun
veDa veDa jiDi muDi taDa baDa
naDugiDu naDigiDadu jaDima naDugiDu neDalan".


            See what POtana used here? Of the Two Hundred and Fifty Six styles of poems available, he chose the fast going style "kantha padyamu".  That sets the stage for an anxiety situation.  Again, when you are in an emergency, you cannot think of big complicated words.  That is why he used the most simplistic words.  To support this panicky mood, he used all Short Notes (laghuvulu) but not many Long Notes (Guruvulu).  And why he picked the letter "Da" to repeat?  Because it suits to describe a Scary sound!!  This is called Expertise in the expression of feelings (bhaava prajna)!  Who else can orchestrate such a poetry? None. None but, PotanAmAtya only.


            POtana was a great Devotee of Goddesses Saraswati, the Goddesses for Education.  POtana never served any king, nor worked for any body else.  His poetry did not give him any income, hence he was poor.  His wife's brother, SrInAdhuDu, was also a great poet but he was too commercialized for riches.  He served many kings.  He traveled all over India.  Who ever gave him more remunerations, he moved along there.  He could not stand seeing his sister suffering from poverty. 


            He kept advising his Brother-In-Law, POtana to learn lessons from him, and to start serving some Kings.  He also advised him to sell away the rights for Mahaa Bhaagavatamu.  POtana bluntly denied to sell "Goddess Saraswati".  He kept on denying the advises of SrInAdhuDu.  Finally a state had arrived, when he could not even purchase the medicines for his dangerously sick wife.  He could not stand it nay more.  Under desperate conditions, he considered accepting his Brother-In-Law's advice.  


            Next day when he went in to his room, where he kept his completed Mahaa Bhaagavatamu under the feet of Goddess Saraswati, he saw Goddess Saraswati, with tears in her eyes!  He was totally shaken up. He started crying immediately.  He suddenly realized why the Goddess was crying.  The he addressed Her the following poem:


"kaaTuka kanTi neeru kanu chaTTa pina baDi Ela EdchedO?

kiTava kEtya mardhanuni gaadili kODalA, O madambA,

hATaku garbhu rANi, nin AkaTikin goni bOyi, alla ka

rnATaka, kirAta, kIchaku lamma, SiShyattunamma, bhAratE"!


"Oh Goddess Sarswati!

Why are you crying, smearing all the eyeliner on your cheeks?

Oh the Daughter-In-Law of Lord ViShNu,

Oh My Mother, Oh the Wife of Lord Brahma!

I will not take You to the market and Sell to

These Heartless, Brutal Kings of KarNATaka.

I promise. Believe me, Oh Goddess BharatI (SaraswatI)”!!


            Hearing this promise from Her Devotee, Goddess Saraswati, got pleased, smiled, blessed POtana and disappeared.   This is how PotanAmtya became the Son of Goddess Saraswati (SaraswatE putruDu).  That is how he is blessed.  There is no doubt in my mind that he was a great poet.  He was great in descriptions.  If you read any chapter, any verse in Bhaagavatamu, you would enjoy the Elixir in his writings.  You would want to re-read again and again.  The chapter on PrahlAda is also a master Piece.  


An Event From Mahaa Bhaaratamu:


            I have so many things to narrate, describe and share.  I want to tell Every Thing I know!  You all should know what ever I know.  I want you all to remember me, whenever you recall what you learned from me.  My Knowledge should not end with me.  I pass it on to you.  You should do the same to your next generations.  It should be passed on from generations to generations. 


            I will narrate two of my favorite topics.  First an event from the great Epic Mahaa Bhaaratamu.  Then the scene from the ending of Mahaa Bhaagavatamu. 


            Lord Sri KriShNa was chosen as the messenger by PAnDavulu, the good people, to Kowravulu, the bad people.  Dharma Raaja, the eldest of PAnDavulu, told Lord Sri KriShNa to convey that he was ready for compromises and negotiations, in a view to avoid the great War of KuRukShEtram. Dharma Raaju said to Him "It is not that I cannot fight and win the War, but I cannot eat the blood-shed (nee chaalaka kaadu, tina jaalanu netturu kuuDu). 


            Dharma Raaju told Him to convey that he was ready to share, even half of the Kingdom!  If not, at the least, even for Five cities.  Lord KriShNa said that He would convey the messages, He would try His best to avoid the War.  He also said that if negotiations fail, the War would be inevitable.  He was ready to proceed to Hastinaapuram, the then capital of India, now it is New Delhi.


            Then comes Drowpati, the wife of Five (Pancha) PAnDavulu.  The way in which the great writer Tikkanna SomayAjulu described the strategy and political brain of Drowpati here, is simply superb.  Drowpati was filled with vengeance against DhuryOdhana, the eldest of Kowravulu,  who offered his lap for her, to sit in front of her won husbands and entire public and all elders.  He was the reason for her to be dragged in to the court, in front of all citizens and elders, while she was in periods, while being untouchable! 


            DhuSSASana, dragged her in to the middle of the court meeting, at his brother DhuryOdhanaa's orders.  At the order of DhuryOdhana, DhuSSASana tried to make her naked, in front of all, by taking away her clothes.  All her Five Husbands, PAnDavulu, were slaves of DhuryOdhana, at that instance, hence sat, speechless, helpless, like statues.  Drowpati could never forget her insult.  Thirteen years she waited for the War.  She was waiting for the day, when her Second Husband Bhima would kill DhuSSASana, and would come with his bloody hands, and decorate Drowpati's hair.


            Since Lord Sri KriShNa was going to negotiate and avoid the war per Dharma Raaju’s message, she was utterly discouraged and highly disappointed.  She probed Lord Sri KriShNa by saying these lines:


"neevu, subhadra kanTe, kaDu neyyamu gAravamu dharimpa

sambhaavana sEtuvu atiyala, O panka janaabhaa, okanDu

rAja sUyA dhruDhambuna Sichayie, vElpandina vEyibaTTi,

E, yEvuru chUdagA, sabhaku Edche, kulAngana niTlonarturE"?

"Oh Lord KriShNA, you have loved me more than you loved your won sister Subhadra. 

You showed me more love, friendship, and respect than you did for her. 

When one bastard, on the name of Raaja suuya ritual, when I was untouchable,

dragged me in to the court, right in front of these five husbands.

 Is this the right way to treat a respectable Woman"?


            I remember very well how my Teacher Malladi Surya Narayana Sastri explained this poem and the scene to us in the class.  He used to sit on a high stage.  When he uttered "When these Five People were looking (E yEvuru chUchu chunDagaa)" these words, he used to act and point out to the front row of students, with his right fore finger!


            Tikkana did not stop there.  He continued to describe the strategical, and political mind of Drowpati by saying:


"A sabhaku, Eka vastra yagu naTTi nanu goni vachchi nunchi

DuSSASanAdhulu chUchu chun, patula sambhrulie,

tagu chEShTha lEka, chitramula AkRuti nASayAlu mAni, mukundA,

ViSwAsamu tODa nin golva vachche, manambunan adiyun dalampavE".


" Oh Lord Sri KriShNA, when I was untouchable (in periods), when every one was looking,

DhuSSASana dragged me in to the public court.  When my Five Husbands, were sitting there, Right in front of me, without any actions, sitting like statues, giving up all my hopes,

With all the trust and devotion, I prayed for You!

Just, please, at least, remember that in your heart".


            Here, the beauty of the description is that Tikkanaa thought that Drowpati could not and should not put down her husbands, in front of others, since she was recognized as a Devoted Wife (Pativrata).  Yet she had to convey Lord KriShNa not to negotiate and stop the War!  How can she do that?  He chose to use political, strategic, devotional, and lady's sentiments as a last resort.   


            Those Drowpati's words and message indirectly imply "When I was insulted right in front of my husbands, they did not react.  They were sitting like statues. Then, with all my Devotion. I prayed you.  You saved me.  Now also my husbands are useless.  They cannot go for war.  Please do not forget my gratitude for you. Keep that in your mind. So, please help me to fulfill my oaths.  Make the War inevitable"!  Do we need more examples of Tikkanaa's great poetry?  


How To Treat Others:


In Mahaa Bhaaratamu ViduruDu preaches The Emperor DhRutarAShtra one moral like this:


"OrulEmiyu onarichina

naravarA, apriya tana manambuna kagunO

orulaku adi sEya gonakumAdi

parAyaNamu, parama dharma padamula kennan".


"Treat others like yourself.

Don't do those acts  that you would be Hurt with.

If you are Hurt by an act of others,

Don’t do the same act to any others.

This is Justice of Justices".


            This was seen every day in Andhra Patrika.  The Chief Editor Sri KaaSI naadhuni nAgESwara Rao pantulu gAru used this every day at the beginning of his editorial section. One hundred years later, even today, you will see this in Andhra Patrika daily!


Lord KriShNa's Ending:


            Lord KriShNa's Mission was over.  He ended the Evil.  He re-installed the Justice by making PAnDavulu win the War with Kowravulu.  So he wanted to End His avataaramu, and go back to Heavens as Lord ViShNuvu.  So, one day, He went to forests, laid down on His back, folded His left leg and placed the right leg across on top of the folded left leg.  He was bare footed.  Thinking about reaching the Heavens, He was slowly getting in to sleep.


            Then a passing by hunter, saw the ear of a deer.  So immediately he pointed his arrow towards the ear and released the arrow.  Suddenly, he heard a cry and started moving towards the targeted deer.  To his surprise, there was no deer!  It was Lord Sri KriShNa's bare right  foot !!  The arrow was still sticking on to the foot.  He was shocked.  Speechless.  Slowly recovering, he removed the arrow from the foot, and started requesting Lord Sri KriShNa's pardon.  He admitted it was all his fault and that He should kill him back. 


            Then Lord Sri KriShNa explained him what was happening.   He told the hunter not to apologize and worry.  He told him that it was all due to Fate, which can neither be altered nor be denied.  He told the hunter that His End has come.  He needs to leave from KriShNAvatAramu and go back to VykunThamu, His home in Heavens.  He also explained that it was not an accident.  He told him it was His boon to the hunter to end Him.


            Then Lord Sri KriShNa narrated him what happened in his previous Avatar am, namely, Sri RamAvatAramu.  When RAvaNa was killed, RAma took SIta to the Empire. On an auspicious day, the celebration of official crowning of RAma came, and every one was gathered.  The function was grandly performed and RAma became the official Emperor!  At that time RAma was granting the wishes of all his supporters during the war period.


            Then came AngathuDu's turn.  Then AngathuDu, the son of a Monkey God VAli, said to RAma "RAma!  It is my duty to satisfy and pay back my gratitude for my dead Father VAli.  It is my duty to kill the killer of my Father. So, please grant me this wish!"  RAma, knowing that it is Him, that killed Vali, smilingly granted his wish by saying "Oh, AngadhA, I will grant you this boon.  You will kill Me in My next AvatAramu.  I will be reborn as Sri KriShNa.  You would be reborn as a hunter in forests.  You will End me with your arrow".


            Significance of PUri JagannAdhamu:


            Narrating all this, Lord KriShNa said that He had to go to Heavens right then.  He removed His Golden Ornament from His chest (Kowsthubhamu) and gave to the hunter.  He said to the hunter "Keep this with you.  You will be reborn as a priest (pUjAri) in my temple.  You would carve me on a log of wood (bongu).  You would also carve my two wives as Subhadra and Balabhadra.  They will be to my right and left. 


            Several thousands of years later, in this Kaliyugamu, per Lord KriShNa's wish, this Hunter was reborn again as Priest in a city called PUri JagannAdham, in the state of Orissa.  The then King, Jugut sEvA MahA RAju, ordered the priest to carve JagannAdha SwAmi. The priest finished some of the work.  It was the day of opening of the temple. The Priest told every one not to rush him, and that only after completing the sculpture, he, himself would open the doors.  So saying, he closed the doors and started working on the sculpture.  Several hours passed by.  Nothing happened.  Impatiently, the crowd could not wait any more, opened the doors and saw what was happening!


                The sculpture was unfinished!  It had only the Body (monDemu) with completed features of the Face. There were no Legs and Hands!  Since that was the way the temple was inaugurated, it was left that way forever, even today!  This half Finished sculpture was interpreted as, in Kaliyugamu, for survival, you need only the Brain, but not the Hands and Legs!  It is also believed that the Golden Ornaments (Kowsthubhamu) given by Lord Sri KriShNa to the Hunter to the Priest, is still in the sculpture of PUri JagannAdha Swami!!


            Coming back to Lord Sri KriShNa's ending, Lord Sri KriShNa, asked the hunter to call Arjuna.  The hunter brought Arjuna.  Arjuna could not believe his eyes, seeing Lord Sri KriShNa in that state!  He was devastated.  He was torn apart.  Lord KriShNa consoled him.  Told him that he did his duty.  And So did He.  He told Arjuna that for all future generations, Arjuna would be the Model Man!  He requested him to take His Eight Wives to DwAraka, His hometown.  So saying, He closed His Eyes and went to ViShNu lOkamu in Heavens.  That is when, the Kaliyugamu, The current Era, just then started!


            Arjuna started performing his last assignment from Lord Sri KriShNa.  He escorted His Eight Wives and started heading to DwAraka, hometown of Sri KriShNa.  On the way, burglars came and attacked the travelers.  Arjuna tried to use his Bow, gAnDIvamu.  It did not bend!  It became useless!!  Right then, Arjuna realized that the Kaliyugamu was started already!  He had no powers without Lord Sri KriShNa.  He was powerless.  He yielded to the thieves.  Arjuna felt highly insulted.  He could not believe that such laymen could win him.    They stole all the ornaments from the Queens and went away Arjuna finished his duty and returned to his brothers. 


            Here comes the greatness of POtana.  He had to describe the conversation between Arjuna and Dharma RAja.  See how marvelously he described the scene.


            Arjuna returned to Dharma Raja, his eldest brother.  Arjuna was devastated.  He was crying continuously.  He folded his both hands, stood in front of Dharma Raja, closed his eyes, and kept crying.


            Being perturbed with Arjuna's tears Dharma Raja asks Arjuna:


"munnu, ugrAtavilO, varAhambunaki, mukkanTi to pOrichO

sanna heenambunahAra hEra HaRekAra bokkachO

bhrAvanskunDi etanu kowravE viphanDi gandharvulan tOluchO

kannI rennaDu tEyavu, kaLyANmE cheppumA chekrikin”?


" Oh ArjunA! Even in the deep forests, for the sake of a pig,

when you fought with Lord Siva,

or even when you had to fight with Several Sub-Gods, to save DhuryOdhana,

Or even when had to fight with Lord of Fires, to save Gaya,

You never cried.. Is Lord Sri KriShNa Safe”?


            Arjuna was still silent.  That got Dharma RAja more worried.  He went Questioning:


"AnnA, PhalGhuNA, bhakta vatsalunDu, bhRAhmunDunu, GovinduDunu, A

pannA nEka SaraNyunDunu, ESuDu, Jagat bhadrAdi samdhAvi Sri

mannAnna himbhuja tatva vEttuDu madhya pIthambu

nunnAdA bala viju kUDi Suchi aye, tathvArthi aye dwArakan”?


" Oh PhalGhuNA! The Savior of Devotees, The Omnipotent, GovinduDu

The Savior from all Obstacles, The Lord of all Human beings,

The Protector of Entire Universe, The Great Philosher,

Is he safely Crowned and Ruling the Kingdom of Dwaaraka”?


            Then Arjuna finally replies:


"mana sAradhi, mana sachIvuDu, mana bhAndhavuDu,

mana viyyamu, mana sarvunDu, mana sakhunDu,

mana vibhunDu, grunDu, dEvarA,

manalanu viDa nAdi chaniye, manujA dhISA”!!!


"Oh Ruler of the People,

Our Chariot Driver, Our Wellwisher, Our Friend,

Our Lord, Our Teacher,

Left us all and Went Away"!!!


See, how nicely POtana made Arjuna describe the scene?  He did not start with the sentence, "Lord KriShNa is dead”!  Arjuna could not even utter those deadly words.  He used so many adjectives to describe Him, so that Dharma RAju would be preparing himself for the bad news.  That takes lot of sensitive thinking.  It is also described in the ending of BhAgavatamu:


"E dinamuna vYkunThuDu

mETi yapie dAlchinaTTi mEnu vEdachinADO

A dinamununDi, aSubhA

Prati bAdhakammulu, kali yugammuna prAptambayye".


"From the Day VykunThuDu (Lord Sri KriShNa)

left His Body and reached Heavens,

From that Day onwards, Ill happenings

And Obstacles had started with Kaliyugam".


            Thus the Mahaa Bhaagavatamu ended. With the End of Lord KriShNa, DwApara Yugamu had ended.  Kaliyugamu was started.  At the End of Kaliyugamu, which is supposed to last about Four Hundred Thousand Years, the Cycle of Four Yugamulu (namely, kRuta, thrEtA, dwApara and kali Yugamulu) will be completed.  This one complete cycle is equivalent to Twelve Hours, a Day for Lord Brahma.  Then He sleeps for Twelve hours (in His time scale!) in His night.  Next day, His Day starts, thus the Cycle of Four Yugamulu will also start.  This Cycle is believed to be unending (anantamu).


            With this, narration of my few of My Favorite Topics and speeches is also completed, for now.  I believe that I have spoken to my fullest satisfaction.  I hope the readers, listeners, critics etc would also be equally satisfied with my narration.  I wish you all Best of Prosperity, Health, and Happiness.  God Bless You All!










A Love Message:  (SRungAra NyShithamu)                                                                        14


A Reader’s Perspective: (KavitA Kanya Rasajnata)                                                 28                                                                                           

A Touch Of Hinduism: (Gajam Midhdhyaa, Palaayanm Midhdhyaa)                      14


Accept The Fate (pUrva janama purAkRuta phalamu tappincha lEmu)!                  12


             An Appreciation of POtana's BhAgavatamu                                                                        41


An Event From Mahaa Bhaaratamu                                                                          44


             An Introduction                                                                                                         3


Bhartruhari An Emperor? (Chakravarti)                                                                    28


Bhoja Raaju Opts Death                                                                                            18


 Don't Lend                                                                                                                                                        6


 Don't Marry!:  (VivAhO Vidya NASAya)                                                                                        6


Gandhi And Tagore                                                                                                   10


How To Treat Others                                                                                                 46


 How A House And Wife Should Be: (Illu Irkatam, Ali Markhatam)                      5                                                                                   


             Ideal Conditions For Writing Poetry                                                                         36


             Johnson's Dictionary.                                                                                                 12


Kalidas- A Painter?                                                                                                    20


Lal Bal Pal                                                                                                                 16


Lord Krishna's Ending                                                                                               46


 Lord Rama's Will!                                                                                                                              19


Lord Vishnu- A Gate Keeper? (Vamanavatara Ghattamu)                                       22


Maturity/ Intelligence                                                                                                            8


My Father Had An Arrest Warrant!                                                                          25


My First Guruvu: Manda Paaka Paarvateesa Kavulu                                                39


Never Give Up! -Perspire Or Perish!                                                                         7


One Verse A Day                                                                                                      3


Opportunities Are Bald At Back                                                                               27


 Paala Konda House Story                                                                                                                  37


Power Of Woman-1 (Stree Sakti-1)                                                                          5


Power Of Woman-2  (Stree Sakti-2)                                                                         13


See Only The Mission                                                                                                9


Shakespeare                                                                                                               11


Significance of Puri JagannAdham:                                                                          47


Solving A Puzzle: (Ahikhalu Vishamah Puraakrutanam).                                        16


Spare The Rod And Spoil The Child.                                                                        30


The Five Love Tools:  (Manmadhuni Pancha Baanamulu)                                        5


Valuable Clip                                                                                                             10


Vegu Jukka Grandha Maala Origination                                                                   38


Watch Whom You Serve!                                                                                          7


What An Ideal Wife (AnEka Sata Bhaaandaalu)                                                      4


When To Wear New Clothes                                                                                     6