when sister got seat in medicine

In those days girls were married at  a very early age. So when my sister passed her sslc, she was afraid whether my father would allow her to continue her studies or get her married. But luckily for all of us, she joined in PUCand successfully scored high second class.She requested my father to let her go for nurse training. Because in those days actually we were lower middle class strata.But my father told her that as she was short and stumpy,she would not look good in nurse uniform. So he told her to apply for medicind and she got admitted in to ppc at Kurnool medical college.

My father and my sister were ready to to Kurnool to join in medicine. my second brother , channdra  said he would acompanyn them till railway station and return back  and went. But once he went to the station hepleaded with my father and went to Kurnool with them. We were waiting at home for him to return but later came to know he went along with them.

my sisters used to call their friends not by their names but as mmei. actually brahmins dont call like that. but that type of addressing is more common in other communities.but i never learnt to call like that.When I went near some of my friends, some strong pungent body odor was comin from them.I think it may be due to their food habits, living conditions etc. I was not liking it, so stayed away from them.

when father was ill

my father was very helthy and he was doing exercises earlr in the morning daily. But one day heleft home saying to goto some other town on work. but within half an hour he came back. he had asthma .It was so severe  he could not get into the train. so he returned back.he suffered for few days. he was also getting severe stomach ache . he would in bed for days due to these ailments frequently.as we were all children ,if one gets fever  ,all the remainig members of the were ataacked one after another. So was the case when Igot measles.All the time my mother attending on us  . She had prepare separate diet for the patient and normal diet for others.She had to give bathwith neem and turmeric paste.She was not resting even for a singleminute.

When beggars bring bear or a snake chamer come we used to behind him to every house in the street.Once a distant relative ,rukminamma,requeste my father to let her stay in house with us. She had no one .So would leave her property to us on her demise.but mother did not agrre. So she did not come.In the hall we had big bammboo baket in the hall full of paddy.at the time of festivals we used to distribute rice or coins to poor people.

eldest brother afraid of exams,elder of darkness

my eldest brother Narasimha rao was a very good student. but during exams  he used to get fever  for fear of exams. So,my father  tied Anjaneya dollar to his hip.Though. he studied well ,he could not get good score in his SSLC,

.He was under aged.So he was denied admission into PUC. so father sent him to learn type and short hand. He passed both lower and higher. He used to help my father in his work.He had a friend called Aruna. he used to come to our house very often.

My second brother , chandra mohan rao/Purushottahm rao was afraid of the dark. During nights, when he wanted to go to toilet, i used to accompany him with the lantern. Immediately after coming from school. he used to remove his dress and play nude in the house. when his classmates  come. he used to hide in the mat and reply them.

My eldest brother used to like me very much. Oneday, I got angry with my mother because she scolded me. So ,I came from home and did not return home for a long time. My brother came in search of me.I was near the street watetap in hiding. When he asked me to come home,I said that I want to leave the house because mummy scolded me. Then my brother said that asI was still very young I would not know how to live if I went away. So ,he told me that I can leave the house after reaching maturity.Idid not actually what he said  but as he was cajolling me to come home I went.As I was the youngest in the family , every one used to love me very much.

loafer leering at little girls

hai! how do you do? today I want to talk about moral leppers.In one of my friends house , one servant was there. he used come to us when we were playing. He would involve himself  and tell us  about new games. children used to go to him as he was of the age of our parents. He used to hold the child in both his hands and rotate in such a fashion that when she comes to the top  she would be upside down  and her gown or skirt would fall back . he used to leer or laugh then. children were generally innocent and ignorant of his malicious intents and go to him for the excitement they get when he rotates them speedily. I was afraid of him somehow and I would not go to him. But i did not know how to warn my other friends from going tohim. Once I had decayed tooth . my eledst sister Rajeswari took me to the dentist and he removed my tooth.during that time, one of my cousin,jwalapthi died of snake bite at eethamukkala. And I accompanied  my parents there. I t was said that though the boy was sleeping on the cot snake bit him and he died immediately.My eldest sister was joined in SPWCollege at tirupathi for PUC.My parents took me to Tirupathi once to see my sister. When we went there,my sister alone was there sitting  and studying . All her friends and class mates had gone to see picture in the town. My parents were very after laerning about it.My father took us to hindi pictures-moghu azam and Nav rang. I only remember only the heroines dance where her dance is shown in tiny mirrors in the ceiling. Abou Navrang, heroine will be swingig her hips while cleanig the house with abroom and churning curd for butter. While in a dance dupattas in all colors will be flying in the sky.Once my father took us to venkatagiri to his colleagues house , an engineer named Ranga rao.there i saw Nav rang second time.

early to sleep,late to rise

I like to sleep. practically i enjoy sleeping.i feel as if i have achieved something if i get sound sleep. Even in childhod, i used to sleep early.So early that I never heard 8 o clock siren those days.my mother used to prepare  dinner by evening . because if she does not feed me by 7 o clock,i would go to sleep without having my dinner.my father used to come home late and he would bring eatables like mixture, pakadas, fruits . they would wake me  from sleep and i would eat my portion and go to sleep again.But in the morning i would see those wrappers or covers and weep that without giving ,they ate everything. So , my mother would save small portion for me to eat in the morning.

One day,after coming from school i went in to the room where beddings were kept. I leant on them and went to sleep. it was only evening  and my mother thought i had gone to play  with other children. my sister saw me in that room and then  they madeup the bed properly  and made me sleep. mostly  first I would sleep on the mat ,but when i wake up in the middle i would be lying on the cot  with mosquito net tuckedin.

Once, my school master,mahadevaiah,did not come  home for lunch. His wife was waiting for him.it was time for afternoon session in school.students  were goin to school ,but i told them that as master did not even come home for meals,definitely school will not be there for that session. On hearing my words, they returned home.but the fact was that as it was alreadt time for afternoon session, he went direct to school and waiting for the students.in the evening he scolded me for misguiding the students.

In the afternoons, my mother used to go sleep. slowly i would go near her and lie on her. I would untie her blouse and suckle at her breast. If she wakes up, I would close my eyes. so would not slap me for doing such act.

functions for my sisters

my eldest sister is more than ten years older  to me. her name ie rajeswari. she used to look after me because all the while my mother was busy in attending to house hold chores.one day  i went into the bathroom and found soapnut solution in a bowl. i thought i would take head bath without my mothers assistance and simply poured water on my head. no juice came from that bowl wth soap nut water. my mother came and saw me dripping wet. she scolded me and dried me.one day by evening there was hungama in our house . my eldest sister was decorated and was was wearing new dress and neighbours were called for blessing her on reaching puberty.she was made to sit in a chair which was draped with silk saree. i started crying and demandinding i should be made to sit in the chair. i would not calm down and finally  my sister sat on the ground and i sat in the chair. every one was laughing at me but i would not care.

my second sister is 4 or 5 years older to me. that time my mother gave her orange silk saree to be stitched as long skirts for me and my sister. that day my sisiters plait was decorated with flowers ie poolajada. at taht timealso i made sure that i too had poola jada. a d i remember those incidents very well.

one day my brother was  made to wear skirt and blouse. he had long hair. so they combed and put flowers behind his ears. my sister and myself  took to our neighbors houses. every one was pleased to see him ingirls attire.he was cute and attarctive.he was chubby.he wanted the best all the time. there was a round dinner steel plate. and he would alwayshad meals in that plate. buy i would first go and take that plate and take food inthat plate and he would sulk.

even inthe case of bedding  also , he would occupy the one which was clean  and soft. i would go for competition.we were fighting all the time.

my father papa rao was very strict aand we were afraid of him. even todya i am afraid of him.some days, when i got up in the morning ,he would take me to the hotel near bus stand.there we would clean our mouth with nanjan gud tooth powder.which was sweat in taste. then we would have tiffin there and return home. when he was angry withus ,he would shout at us and later take us to hotel and bought us some trinklets.one day he was angry with my mother for something hesaid he would leave us for the good. hewent in to the road and started walking. i ran after him crying for him to stop and held on to him. then he came back in to the house . at that time i was really afraid  he would leave us.

whenevr he was angry , he would shou at my mother and throw the dinnerplates and water tumblers all over the room. my mother was very patientand was keeping quiet . she would never reply him nor question him.

when i was inmy second standard my eldest sister was in her sslc. one night, my father beat her with sangham belt for a silly reason that she would not come to dinner because she wanted to study for the exam.he called her to come to dinner so that all can dine at a same time,but she did noy heed his words. he did not like her disobedience. on anothe r occassion also, he beat her like that only .the reason was that as she was studying in christian school, she was influnced by them and she  reluctant to put bindi, flowers, kajal for the eyes.

from then on wards though my father never lifted a hand againstme, that fear continued through out my life.now my father is ninty two years old and my mother is eihghty five years old,. they are living with my eldest brother,narasimharao.

we all love our parents ultimately and they too love us.

my brother  got a role in as choolplay for school anniversary. the role was that of a moodava muni balakudu in lava kusa. for reharsals,he used to go two hours before  while lead players were nowhere to be seen.one day my brother long with our cousin radha stayed vernight in one of my fathers colleagues house. the next day my father got so angry that he did not let thyem enter the house.they sat in the panduranga mandapam and were weeping. after some time, my father asked me to bring them inside. then immediately he took alla of us to hotel.

like so many incidents i remember ofmy childhood.

naa modati railu prayanam

naku chinnappudu maa nanna cycle yekkalanna bhayamu. mamuluga maa babu yekkadikaina nadipinchi theesukuni vellevadu.musali vaallu , arogyam baga leni vaallu matuku rikshaw yekkutharani naa abhiprayam.alantidi oka roju thellavaru jamune maa amma nannu lepindi. appatike intlo andaru lechi ready ayi vunnaru.amma moham kadigi manchi dress vesindi naaku. maa babu(maa naanna)rickshaw theesukuni vacchadu. rickshaw yekki railway stationki vellamu. appatiki inka thellavara ledu. antha cheekatiga vundi. platform paina  chaliki konchem onukuthu andaram niluchunnamu. inthalo pedda koothatho train station loki vacchindi. platform aa sabdaniki. speedki adirindi. naaku chala bhayam vesindi. maa ammanu gattiga pattukonnanu.train agagane maa babu mammalini oka compartment loki yekkinchadu. seatslo kurchunna tarvata maa ammaki anni jagarthalu cheppi babu digivellipoyadu.naku bhayam vesindi . maa ammanu anukoni kurchunannu. konchem sepatiki nidra vacchesindi. malli lechetappatiki  singayakonda vacchesindi. appatlo aa vooru peru naaku thelidu. maa mama stationki vacchadu. mammalini piluchukoni velledaniki. akkada train 2 or 3 nimishalakante yekkuva sepu agadu. amma mammalini gaba gaba dinchukondi. mama thotui oorloki vellamu. akkada oka chinna hotel mundara chettu vunte danikinda buskosam wait chesamu. chala yendaga chala cheedaraga vundindi. akaliga kuda vundindi.bassu chala rush gavundinid. ayina kuda yetlano okatla yekki kurchunnamu.oori polimera ninchi brahmajemudu  chetlu. yenda mandipothu vundindi.intikelle tappatiki maa ammamma ,thathayya,maama akkayya,inka kanthakkayaa, gopi  vallantha vunnaru. maa amma mma bayatiki vacchi mammalini intloki pilluchukoni vellindi. andaramu annalu thini padukonnamu.akkadaa yeddulu . avulu dudalu vunnayi. gaddi vammulu anthantha yethuna vunnayi. godla koshtamlo madhyannalu nulaka manchalu vesukoni pandukone vaallamu. godlakani pettina pilli pesara ginjalu thine vallamu.yenadakalam selavulaku vellamu. maa amma mma nippuravalu  ki vaamulu kali pothayani sedyagallu beedilu chuttalu thaguthunte vaddanedi. toiletki vallante  podduna sayanthram ooru avathalaku vellevallamu groupsga. sayantharalu maa intikeduruga venugopal swami temple lo adukune vallamu. ala maa summer holidays bhale gadipamu.

on a rainy day

till that time i did not know the meaning of rain.i t was raining likehell let loose.there was no sun. it was cold  and dark all through the day.for days together it was raining. e were six children in our house. my cousin radha was there besides my two brothers and sisters. we all huddled up covering our selves with blankets and talking in hushed tones. we were afraid because there was gossip all round that world is going to perish  because of non stopping heavy rains. 

on the fourth day ,sky has cleared and even then we could not come outside of the house.the main reason was that temple pond near our house overflowed and the waters along with fish have come and all around the house water stayed for another two days.after thw water has receded  al l around the house , tadpoles were hopping. they looked so small and cute. i was fascinated to see them jumping hither and thither.

my elder brother  started to go to school and i used to run after him to go to school with him. but he usedto go in to the lane and run fast.i used to return back weeping.

one day my mother took me to the goldsmith.he gave me banana to eat. when i started eating ,he suddenly pierced my ears. i could not even cry properly as there was banana in my mouth.

i studied first class in local primary school. for second standard , my eldest sister joined me in christian school near municipal park, because bothe my sisters were studying there.there ,they used to give christmas greeting cards and sweets for christmas.we used play in the grounds.there was a hostel for christian students. thers a s a punishmnt for children, they used to ask us to remove weeds and thorns inthe ground.for prayer they used to sing christian prayer songs.

after my sister left that school passing her sslc, i again joined in local school. there i was made a leader for cleanliness.  when one day ,my master satrted checking our finger nails, i was afraid. because inspite of being a leader for cleanilines,my nails ere out grown and were not properly trimmed. i hid them and my master did not obserev them.

our mahadevaaiah sir used to tell us bharatham  inleisure periods  in an absorbng manner.i used to attend his tution also.i was a good student and did not give them chance to punish me.

bye for the day

left to right-confusion all along

i am a left hander by birth.so naturally i use my left hand most of the time. i started writing  with my left  hand only. but our teacher, mahadevaiah sir,did not lik it. he was one of the best teachers at that time.we were all living inthe same cluster of houses. many children used to come to his house for tutions.

he used to feel that vidya ie education is goddess. so it is blasphemy to hold the pencil,pen or balapam with left hand.so he forced me against my natural  instinct to write with my right hand.

as a result  my world as i knew somersaulted. when  i first went to karedu, i remember the positioning of houses,streets in certain fashion. after  i was forcefully convertd in to right hander,entire scenery was in the reversed fashion. i was so confused. from then started my saga  of great confusion.whenevr i held any object wth my left  hand, i was doubtful  whether it was th e right way or not. so i started to transfer it, in process  either dropping the object or breaking it successfully.you had to  see my plight. every one was scolding me.

even today i get confused between right  and left ,directions and angles.my confusion is so much that i have tomentally think of with which hand i take my food.before replying as to which is my right hand or left.

as aresult , i acquired the worst hand writing.sa a result i got less marks for hndwriting.i used to write with my left hand till i passed fourth standard. after that only i started writing with right hand.

my eldest sister and brother who were studying medicine later told my parents that by forcefully convering, one can become  eve n mentally deranged.but my parents and our teacher did not know the adverse consequences probably in thoe days.

all my sisters and brothers are doctors. but i am the only one who could not a seat in medicine.i strongly feel that god is great. because if i had taken up that profession with this confusion of right and left,i would have created chaos in the medical field.

but my children are all right handres. my brothers son durga is a lefthander. my brother  has left him to develop naturally.

even today except writing , all other things i do withmy left hand only.

vani tank you for folloing my blog

dancing all the way

i used to like dancing in my childhood. even before i remember my earlier days, my mother was telling me that i was dancing all the time. ho ever asks me to dance ,i used to oblige with alacricity.i used to love dancing. it seems my maternal grandfather used to taunt me  by saying-yeluka tholu thetchi yedadi vuthikina ,nalupu nalupe kani thelupu kadu-meaning i was dark complexioned and i can never dream of becoming fair.we used to go to karedu  near singarayakonda,prakasam district for our summer holidays.it is my mothers maternal home.i used to swing  and dance there quite often. i studied  upto fourth standard at gudur. our house was near venkateswara temples pond.oppisite our house  was panduranga  mandiram. during festivals  they used to askme to dance and  i was dancing happily.

our neighbors were wealthy compared to us. i used to go their house for playing.though i was in my second standard  we osed to write letters and send it through other friends. we were excited very much in writing those letters  and proud to recieve replies for them.near municipal park, i many other friends.they were also  rich and they were maintaining alsatian dogs at the time. we were afraid to go because of the dogs,but even then we used to go there. those girls named sujatha,hema and others  were learning classical dance. dance master used to come to their houses and teach them. i was very excited and made hue and  cry that i too would learn  dance along with my friends.

my father okyed  and i started to go to dance classes and learnt fast and bettr than the others.

my father got transferre to tirupathi and i joined my fifth standard  there.from then on wards  no school  function was conducted without my involvement. i represented my school in sports, elocutions,dance copetetions.

book reading in hildhood

i started reading books from child hood.at first i was reading thebooks like panchatantra-mitr labham&mitra bhedam,bharatham,bhagavatham and ramayana .they were childrens books with good illstrations.slowly i was reading chandamama and balamithra.after that i was reading my brothers and sisters nondetalis. they were coral island,treasure island,wetward hoe!kenilworth and tombrown schooldays.i used to like the adventures of the boys in coral island the most.

the first fullfledged english novel i read was emma by jane austin.i was in my ninth standard  and i felt proud that i could complete it successfully and understand it too.

at school we had david copperfield and oliver twist as nondetails.we had all of shakespears dramas as short stories. 

of the lessons  i liked on saying please by a g gardiner,pickwick papers,ungreatful pinetree the most.in hindi liked poetry by subhadra kumari chouhanji,mythili saran gupth andkabirdas.

in english poetry i liked eligy on the death of a mad dog,piedpiperand robert frost.

in my college days ,we had midsummer nights dream, hamlet as dramas. pride and prejudice by jane austin as novel, 

.miltons paradise lost book four was our poetry book. i used to like the description of paradise,satan as asnake very much.

my eldest brother used to buy many books. of those one german solidier by name sven hassel  had written three books about  the second world war and nazi camps.i was very much moved by those books.

of indian authors i read r k narayans guide,sashti bratas  my god died young,arun joshi s novel and rajinder singh bedis i take this woman.

once i joined in college i started reading romantic novels by deniserobins,hermina black. barbara cartland&mills and boon.when iwent to my eldest sister , i was reading perry masons novels, james hadly chase novels. besides these i read scarlet letter,papillon, wuthering heights,love camp,gypsy love etc during that time.

later i read almost all of harold robins, sydney sheldon,arthur hailey,mario puzo nd iing wallace.

even today i like to read at leastfor half an hour before i go to sleep.i feel happy and contented once i start reading  a book.i forget my dayto day problems and relax for once.

my reading habit has been passed on to my son vikky.my daughters read but very rarely.

i strongly feel reading habit is one of the hobbies one can have.mainly there will not be any sound pollution and we will not be a nuisance to any one  by this habit.

thank you for the day

bye

mythili-my dil

today i want to share my feelings about mythili,my best friend.i came to know her after coming to madanapalli only.she works at head post office ,madanapalli. our reading habit brought us together.as time passed we became close. with her  i feel young.the reason is she is younger to me by more than twelve years and she never makes me feel older than her.we both are outspoken. we cut jokes and share our secrets freely with each other.she has good dress sense.sheis jubiliant ,care free,casual and also has helping nature.i call her my dil lovingly quite often.almost every day she comes to my house for chichat and i cant imagine my stay at madanapalli without her.she has activa and when ever possible we go bikeriding. all her friends are my friends now.the say that friend in need is afriend indeed  actually fits her very well.

now coming to hareesh   thank you.you have boosted my morale in continuing my blog. vikky told me  that you had enquired about my blog.actually in my childhood i wanted to write a story actutally. i think i wasin my fourth standard at that time.i went upstairs and tried to write. but in the meantime my sister and brother came behind me . they snatched the notebook and read aloud what i had written. they laughed and made fun of me.i felt ashamed.after that i stopped writing. because i did not know how to write secretively.

i dont blame them because at that time they too were childrenand their act was not malicious but only childish.it was my childhood incident.

so bye for the day.

central school foundation batch meet (11th sept 2009)

on that day we met at incometax guest houseay tirupathi opposite harerama temple at 11 am.i went there along with my husband gvsr prasad. we were waiting inthe lounge for someone to turn up.after 10to15 minutes one tall person came andwent near theelevator,i took himfor my classmate,dipthivilas sastry and enquired him so. but he said his name was lakshmi kumar and went.later meghantha reedy, who is also my senior has come and was enquiring at reception.lakshmi kumar came down andrequested us to come along with him upstairs since my classmate ramakrishnan was there. we had gone up and as sonns as they saw me, they shouted in chorus snake dancer.i felt very happy ,even after so many years they remembered me and my dance.madhavan thuppal, achal k sharma rama krishna ramana every one talked with us very cordially .