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Not many telugu writers write in English — which means there is no Telugu voice in English. I was attempting to produce that hybrid voice. Almost all these articles are written in English with an occasional Telugu phrase. These articles were posted on friendly forums, where they do not mind some grammar mistakes and spelling errors. They have been posted since 1992, while I was at Rice University, and Bell Labs, and Savera.
  1. Racchabanda Posts : These posts are from Racchabanda online forum. If you are interested in discussing Telugu arts, literature, politics, and culture, you may consider joining it at groups.yahoo.com/racchabanda
  2. Recipes A place to keep track of other things I do, say cooking…
  3. Old Telusa Mailing List posts : This folder contains my posts from old Telusa Mailing List. It is a defunct group that operated in the mid 90’s.
Here is a list of the posts:
  • Ode to curd rice, perugannam, tairu saadam, mosaruanna … Back in the days, in late 80’s when dollar could buy quite few things in India, a friend of mine in grad school went back to Suratkal to visit his girlfriend. He took her along with her friends out to dinner at a fancy place. While all others were ordering lavish dishes, he called the ...
  • Fast and tasty: Chicken curry recipe optimized I am busy. My wife is busier. Kids like Chicken curry. Faced with these realities, I created the following recipe that is quick and tasty. I reduced it to the bare minimum of effort, with some optional variations. I made it at a few friends places and they asked me for the recipe. I am ...
  • Remembrance of things past After 10 years — I look back at myself and the WTC and how the world changed.
  • Wonderful and easy to make bread All the rage in the blogosphere Adapted from Jim Lahey, Sullivan Street Bakery Time: About 1½ hours plus 14 to 20 hours’ rising 3 cups all-purpose or bread flour, more for dusting ¼ teaspoon instant yeast 1¼ teaspoons salt Cornmeal or wheat bran as needed. In a large ...
  • My favorite biscotti recipe I love biscotti. I have been trying various recipes and here is one that I consider that is sure bet. I found it on Alton Brown. biscotti (original from Owen Zoars) It is important to dry out the biscotti, but don’t let it get stale. Ingredients 1/4 lb. (1 stick) butter 1 cup sugar 3 eggs 1/2 teaspoon vanilla 1/4 teaspoon anise flavoring 2 cups ...
  • Les Fleurs Du Mall Or Scenes from a Mall Visit to the local mall in Bangalore
  • Trouble with TV or I miss my Tivo Roxy #lO# Norma Shearer Brodway #lO kaancana maala# Let me assure you those were good choices. If I switch on my TV, I am not as lucky. I get to choose between horror and horreur! Ok, I am in Banagalore now. I come back to guest house at odd hours and catch some TV before ...
  • An airport episode “We will have to wait for one more hour” he said while I was washing my hands in the bathroom. “It happens all the time with Deccan airlines” I said. “This is my first time flying” he confided. We were talking in Telugu. In the US, we don’t talk to strangers in the bathroom. And, strangers ...
  • Free verse or cheap verse   My brother told me an anecdote. As anecdotes go, it was not much. Apparently, a few of his friends went to a wedding of a college friend. It was a small village, with no electricity or even good transportation. For the wedding, they booked a gramophone, with many records, all LPs no doubt. But, on that day, because of a snafu, they only got ...
  • Growing old and even older I grow old, I grow old, I wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled …
  • How does సంధ్య and సంజె differ? (Or poetry in words) Each word has a small, a taste, and a story. How do we understand it? Perhaps it will take lifetime. In #kanThaabharaNam# (కంఠాభరణము) one of the characters says “#Sabda braham#(శబ్ద బ్రహ్మము) is prior to #artha brahmaM# (అర్థ బ్రహ్మము)”. Or, as the sloka says #tathaaksharaat saMbhavati iti viSwam#. (తథాక్షరాత్ సంభవతీహ విశ్వం) Take your pick :-). Then there is ...
  • Untold Story – II One more story untold. Did it happen? Who cares? It is real enough.
  • Untold Story – I Truth is stranger than fiction; Or fiction is strager than truth. In any case, is this fiction or real? At least one person said that it was their cousin that wrote me this letter. Me? I am not so sure if it happened or not.
  • A perspective from TANA short story competetion I have been a judge for TANA short story and novel competetions for the last six years. This is my perspective (not TANA’s or TANA publication committee’s).
  • Bapu: His French Influences I like Bapu. But, make no mistake — all he did was to Telugize a clear genre of Art.
  • Why can’t we understand Alan Greenspan well In my hubris, I started nitpicking even writings of Alan Greenspan. I was vindicated later when Paul Krugman has similar criticism about AG’s writings.
  • Racchabanda and vividha Rise of the pro-ams in the Telugu literary scene.
  • True Translation – I People accuse me of hiding behind foreign phrases. Actually, I do. But, no matter what, I cannot translate from Telugu.
  • మొక్కజొన్న తోటలో (Out of bearded barley) Kiss me out of the bearded barley "Kiss me, out of the bearded barley, Nightly, beside the green, green grass. Oh, kiss me, beneath the milky twilight Lead me, out on the moonlit floor" I am a sucker for love poetry, even the schmaltzy kind. In fact, I used ...
  • vachana kavitvam Poetry and Prose — A prosaic view Reminds me of “nuvvu lEvu, nee paaTa vundi”. I also remember a trick that I was told by somebody back when I was in 8th grade and trying my hand at poetry. Here is the simple recipe. First write what you want to write. It can be plain and ...
  • Colors Swati Relaxing on a sunday afternoon, I caught a TV show on MAA TV. I was glued to the set in no time — an interesting call out show.
  • Globalization, Shmobalization A response to one of the articles on Vividha. This too is published in vividha.
  • Gladstone and French Revolution On a recent TANA trip, I met JP and he was expounding on his theory of governance. My thoughts on that topic.
  • A weekend in the Life of Ramarao Kanneganti It was written after a local literary meet in Ann Arbor. It was a time to meet old friends, make new friends. Btw, the last minute speaker was me. Also, the style is a copy of Maureen Dowd from NYTimes.
  • My Beloved City I love New York. I was devastated when the WTC attacks happened. I was in India at that time. As a cathersis, I wrote this piece.
  • Barber of Bangalore My travails in getting my hair cut in the city of Bangalore
  • Passover and Fog Days of surreal bundh in Bangalore
  • Ratings of a Roving Reporter On one of my first trips to Bangalore, I had to contend with a local strike.
  • But I Digress… Musing about hot sunday afternoons in Guntur
  • Measure of a man or "vayam dEvaSya bhOjanam" I have very few principles. One of them is "never eat at a place that spells dosa as dhosa, or sambar as sambhar". After I visited NYC for the first time, I added the "palok ponneer" to the list. There are thirty two restaurants in NYC, 6th street, alone that masquerade as Indian restaurants, with ...
  • Waiting Game Waiting to Go Home — in India and in the USA
  • I wanna ride my bicycle… Riding on a bike to Amaravati and Heidelberg
  • Tapana: A mini review It was a controversial decision to give it 1st prize. There were lot of criticisms, but none of them were the right criticisms. I disliked for different reasons — but then, I was not vehemently against it.
  • I sing the Body Cinematic I remember a story that I read a long time ago, how a suburban housewife ends up becoming a leader of gang after a cataclysmic nuclear war. The transformation is complete; she becomes a ruthless fighter in the post-apocalyptic land. Suddenly, one day she listens to some music from the era before, and all the ...
  • Sithilaalayam (Broken Images) Once they were mighty. They could break the rocks into tiny pebbles with their bare hands. They stood tall, with irons legs and fiery breath. If they stood on their toes, they could almost touch the heavens. Everyone of them is superhuman. They may have had flaws, but only those that accentuated the strengths. Or, so I ...
  • Homeward Bound … each factory and town look the same to me … Finally. I am homeward bound. After all these years, I am going home. Of course, I have been seeing my parents, brother, and cousins frequently. Still, I have not seen home for a long time. It is as if I almost forgot what home is ...
  • Life Styles of Rich and Famous — of NRA (Non Resident Andhra) A semi-serious look at the life of NRAs from the 1990s. In those days Madhuri Dixit was considered the Madhubala on Indian movies. Silk Smitha was the dancer with oomph. We used to take spices (Irony that would turn Columbus in his grave) home as gifts. Times have changed. These days they take ipods home, ...
  • Pelli Sandadi: A movie review I think it was Bairagi who said "నాక్కొంచం నమ్మకమివ్వు". All we Telugus need is a little bit of belief, or suspension thereof, especially when watching movies. Fortunately, we all oblige. We have been blessed with the infinite patience, and resilience born from waiting in the bus-stands in Telugu land. A case in point is a recent ...
  • TASA (Telugu Association of Sowpadu Area) All this talk about the social conferences makes me nostalgic about the annual "tirunaaLLu" back home in Sowpadu. The meet happens over Hanuman Jayanti, inevitably near the temple, with three-day long puja activities — on the whole a bit less religious than your average TANA meeting. Let me in you on ...
  • Ten movies that I would like to own. This is what prosperity does. It bends us, it saps away our will, it makes a homogenous crowd out of us. For the jews, what thousands of years of diaspora, couldn’t do, prosperity of America did. For me, what education and years of schooling outside the state, didn’t do, prosperity of America did. Look at me: ...
  • Serial Reading or Reading Serials I confess; my tastes are pedestrian. Put me in front of the TV and I turn the channel to Seinfeld. Send me to the Video store, I come back with UTM(*) movies. Take me to TANA–I will stand in the corridors and gossip. I am the subbarao that goes out for Popcorn at the end ...
  • Salutation in Telugu A note on addressing people in Telugu. Written way back when.
  • Moving Finger naa aksharaalu vennelalO aadukonE andmaina aaDapillalu. Thus spake a poet, who often shunned labels and categorization. I myself have never seen his hand writing; I am not sure if it looked as beautiful as it read. I don’t know if you all rememeber, but there was a time when our letters were written, instead of typed. We ...
  • Days of Emergency in India My recollections from the long forgotten days of Emergency.
  • A Rose by any other name … What is in a name saar? annaaDu Appa Rao cheDDa baThaanee namilina vedaantilaa navvi. (అన్నాడు చెడ్డ బఠాణీ నమిలిన వేదాంతిలా నవ్వి) Don’t you believe it one moment, there is every thing in the name. Why, even in neeti chadrika, the bad minister is always calleddurbuddhi, why do you think that? Naming is everything. That is why ...
  • గులేబకావళి కథ Once upon a time … I got down from my horse near a central సత్రం. I looked around and decided that most people were itinerant merchants, from distant shores. The village must have had good crops, I thought. I came from the capital DharaNikoeTa itself. It was a few years after the second pulakEsi. Our king, being ...
  • Kavita, O Kavita Life is funny that way, oozing poetry out of insignificant corners. A friend of mine, who visited acropolis in her childhood, says that she all that remembers about that place is the steps being too big for her to climb. That is the most memorable thing for me about Greece–the abode of Gods, the cradle ...
  • Dinner at Homesick Restaurant [Since my posts rarely generate any flames, or follow-ups I must be doing something wrong! May be I should say that Naxalites are really blue thereby answering the KT’s subject line Naxalites and their true colors … that has been haunting the net for ages. May be I should ask the mother’s maiden names like ...
  • Tribute to Saree In the preceding article Kurada Shantipriya writes eloquently and evocatively about sarees. Since I am the original kibitzer, I can’t but write on a topic that I very much like. What are my qualifications to write about a saree, you may ask. Alas, none, my dear reader! I am a male and not into cross-dressing. Even ...
  • Hero of Third kind I have always complained of my imagination. It was solely responsible for me not getting a job in CBI. I know that I am easy to crack, as easy as an egg. All that the enemy agents have to do is to tell me the beginnings of a gruesome story or do the nails-scratching-on-the-blackboard bit, ...
  • Weddings and Me I always liked weddings. Mind you, not as a main performer. Me, I never liked being that much the center of the attention. People may tell you otherwise, but don’t believe it. As an uncharitable friend put it, "When he went to a funeral, he wanted to be the corpse". It is totally untrue!! I just ...
  • Thanksgiving dinner at Kanneganti’s home As an ancient philosopher from AP When this nation celebrates the food-fest aka Thanksgiving day with Turkey, pumpkin pie, candied yams, cranberry sauce, green beans, etc., I can’t help think of a thanks ...
  • Alternate History Alternate history To who ever receives this report: Please bring it to the attention of the authorities. I was subjected to scientific experiments and transported to a different time line. I am ...
  • Travels along Godavari river I am fascinated by River Godavari. During my final year B.Tech. in IIT, I went on a trip to Godavari districts. Here is that travelogue. Video Night in Rampa Choda Varam Dear friends, Have you ever walked by Godavari on a moonlit night? Have you ever traveled in a boat on Godavari? Have you ...
  • Death Ends Fun Long time back, eons ago, there were a couple, Ruru and Pramadvara. They lived among the singing birds, dancing deer, flowing streams, flowering plants, and yes, musing monks. They sang with the birds, danced with the deer, swam with the fish, laughed with the flowers, and no, just kept at a respectable distance from the ...
  • Letters Home * * * Spring Field,  March 14, 1993. To: Annavaram, Andhra Pradesh, India. Dear Prasad, I apologize for not writing you for a long time. I know it is ...
  • Tolakari Merupu meghaih meduram ambaram naktam tamaala drumaih Every time I read that haiku like composition from Geeta Govindam, I remember my childhood. Not that I had read Geeta Govindam at that time, and not that I knew what a haiku was at that time, despite smile‘s best efforts. [smail is a poet who tried to popularize mini kavita in ...

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