govindamma &her family

We shifterd our house neare to sivaiah chinnayanas house. because the previous one was mud house. this was a pucca house. our uncle and aunt were staying in govindammas house for rent. She was the second wife of Muddukrishna naidu. He was around six feet. She was hardly 4ft 8inches. theirs was love marriage. Both were drama artistes . Sravana, Nageswara rao, purna, Sandhya and chi tti were her children. Of them Sravana was my friend. NJageswara was my class mate. Iused to play with them. There was an old lady in their house,probabaly govindammas mother. BUT THEY WOULD NOT ALLOW HAR IN THE HOUSE. All the time she used to stay in the passage . She was always in rags. Iused tolike Sravana because like other members of her family she was not rough and tough. She was calm, quiet and soft spoken.

ONE DAY. she matured. For nearly ten days ,there was festive atmosphere in their house. Each day, they would decorate her in different ways and call all the neighbors. It was new to me. In our house , for my sisters ,my mother did not do like that.Iwent every day to their house and enjoyed other children doing dances and singing songs. ELDERS USED TO GOSSIP THAT BECAUSE THEY WERE OF LOW CASTE, they were doing such hungama.

THere were four single rooms.my uncle aunt were staying in one room. in the adjacent room, venu and venkataiah were living. they were bachelors. Venkataiah was a quiet person. He was workin in ttd garden as a gardener. They were RAJUS. THEIR NATIVE PLACE WAS NEAR RAILWAY KODUR, RAJAMPETA KOTA AREas. FOR ONE SUMMER. HE TOOK US TO THEIR VILLAGES. iACCOMPANIED sivaiah chinnayana and pinnamma to those villages. THERE HE showed us kissan fruit canning and juice factory. He took us to all his relatives in near by villages. Wherever we went. they gave us blouse piecs both to me and my aunt. We roamed for a week and returned. after our return, my aunt gave my mother only two blouse bits. I told my mother nearly more than 10 bits they gave me but my mother didi not ask her.

In Manchala street, there were two tailors who were brothers. One was mastan. I used to go to him for getting my dresse stitched. Younger one was a very jovial one During the time of festivals , Iused to sit there till he stitched my gowns. I would pester them like ,if they did not.

LATER i came to know that elder brother had typhoid and during that time , he became insane. Actually , I saw him wandeing in the streets mumbling something within himself. Ifelt very sorry for him.Younger one became a constable later.