old Telusa postings

 

All my old Telugu postings. Preserved for historic reasons. I own up to these youthful indiscretions.

  • 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 ...
  • 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 ...
  • 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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