Category Archives: Innocence

Pooja

Spent some time with one of my relatives family in Kuchipudi (near Vijayawada), during last weekend. The unforgettable moments are when I knew about the whiz kid, Pooja (the girl wearing green blouse, in the pic) and her mother.
Pooja is born with a disability that affects movement and body position. Her hands and legs are semi-paralyzed. Don’t know if it is called cerebral palsy or some thing. However, got to know that the movements, body positions, and related problems can be improved or made worse depending on how we treat the child and how damaged her brain happens to be.

Hmm. She is 16 years right now. Studying 10th standard. Chatted with her for some time. She is quite talented and amazing. She is trying her hand in learning Hindi too.

But, what i discovered is – about her parents, especially her mother being so courageous, balanced and never expects any sympathy from anybody.

All i can say that is – Pooja’s parents’ greatest gift to her is their love — “It was so hard for them but right from the start they are doing their best to make Pooja independent.”

Bless their family…20151024_201445

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Pains

And, its nearly one day ago, I got back from the dentist clinic…but…with one tooth less. Finally, my thinking like why I’ve been in having pains when chewing with this tooth and lately simply frequent extreme pain on it and around its area, are come an end.

You see, this particular molar had been torturing me for the past couple of months. I initially noticed it in the last summer, whenever I used to drink cold and chilled water due to summer heat. So i dismissed drinking cold water there after. The pains started getting more frequent and later on affecting other kinds of food as well. Consulted dentist and it was due to a decayed tooth.

Finally i was on the dentist bed, yesterday, for tooth extraction. My dentist arrived and gave me a local dental anesthesia to block the reception of pain in one region of the mouth at a time. Believe me, when he injected it using the dental syringe, the pain was ridiculously hell.

“Take a break for 5 minutes and let me know if the anesthetic senasation has reached…”, said the dentist while dialing his mobile phone.

Was getting an awkward sense inside my mouth due to that local anesthesia, minute by minute.. My dentist reached me and asked, ” How are you feeling? Shall i start extraction? But let me confirm the anesthesia is working or not…” and then he started banging on my teeth by grabbing his utensils. I just sounded ” aaww….” with pain.
” Cool..cool.. Seems like you need to wait for a few more minutes” and he was gone.

A few minutes later, he came in and injected at the same place using the dental syringe and said, ” are feeling any pain now?”

“Miracle! No sense of pain now…doctor..”

“Good…Let me start then..”

A couple of minutes later.. I was able to see the bad tooth lying in front of me, in a tray, looking all ashamed for its act..

Summary: We need to face or invite pains for short time in order to cure/solve pains or problems…

Just be careful

A slightly busy road. A person talking over mobile phone.

“ Gatlanae…nen choosta kada…fikar avvaddu…”

“nee paisalu yaadiki bovu….”

“gammuna vundu… aa… gatlane..”

 

Another person watching him talking over phone and glancing at his wrist watch now and then incessantly…

 

“..Aare…nae chebtunna kada… Damaag kharrab gaaleduga?….”

“ Daawat eppudisthav?…”

………….

………….

………….

 

The other person keeps on glancing at his watch and watching the person talking over phone.

 

Finally, the person talking over phone finished the conversation, kept the mobile in the pocket and was trying to kick his bike….

Then the other person reached him and urged him…”Hey…my mobile phone…give it to me..”

 

The bike person, “ Dammag karaabayyinda… naa mobile phone adugutunnav… Chal be chal..” and quickly started the bike and disappeared..

 

The other person was screaming and yelling…”my mobile….my mobile….” But no use. That bike person was out of his reach. This other person was telling to the crowd, “he asked…and wanted to make an urgent call..so..i gave him my mobile…But see what happened…he ….he…. I bought my phone recently….10000 …”

 

Helping the people in need might be dangerous. The other way around can also happen. So…just be careful….

Cent per cent

I thank God for giving great health to my son, Aarush who secured cent per cent attendance for the academic year 2013-14!

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Chiranjeevi Blood Bank

Chalo ek wallet khareed thein..(“Let’s go buy a wallet..)..And u know any nice leather stores here?

“yeah..i know one..um..it’s near Chiranjeevi Blood Bank, Punjagutta. i’ve gone there two yrs back..we’ll go n find it..”

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They searched around Panjagutta Circle, but dint find the place. During their search project, they inquired one pan shop person..he said Chiranjeevi Blood Bank was there previously in the immediate left galli (street) to his pan shop..but it was shifted to Jubillee Hills, a couple of months ago.

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Oh…shit..then let’s go Jubille Hills…

“Okay..then…let’s move to Jubille Hills …… and hey.. wait a minute.. we’re not here to find Chiranjeevi Blood Bank.. And it doesn’t mean that the leather stores too shifted to Jubille Hills ..let’s check on dis left galli first…”

Moral of the story??  We often do several searches intended for a particular purpose but we may get side tracked by leaving the actual purpose aside. So be balanced and focused at the original intention though there is a new purposeful discovery due to the side tracked elements….. i dont know…

Note: Well, this post is taken from my first blog called DD, some time during the year 2006 based on a practical experience. Got to remember this incident cause i was on chat with that friend this morning and felt some nostalgia. the comments below posted are taken from my old blog.

Posted in Humor, Thoughts | 23 Comments

23 Responses

  1. on September 14, 2006 at 9:44 pm | Reply varshavnaik

    heh heh heh….happens sometimes…we forget what is it we are actually looking for..not just literally

  2. on September 15, 2006 at 8:44 am | Reply Rauf

    Went to Guntur in 70′s, landed there at 7 morning. Had to find a hotel to stay. All full near the railway station, no rooms,

    took a cycle ric, told the guy I want a room, Chaloo saab.

    10 in the morning I was still on the road. No rooms anywhere.

    We’ll try one last place. He took me in to gulies
    and gulies, finally found one. Roof top asbestos sheet roof in the height of summer in Guntur, never mind, took the room paid the ric.

    Wandered around the terrace, found an adjoining movie theatre, Shankarabharnam running there.
    11 in the morning, feeling hungry, lets have breakfast, dumped the bag took ten rupees, locked the room gave the keys at the reception and set out looking for a veg restaurant. Couldn’t find one nearby, went walking further up. Located one after one hour,

    it was lunch time. OKKAY ! ordered something. While I was eating something struck me like a thunderbolt.

    WHERE AM I STAYING ?
    Forgot the name of the place I took a room, never paid attention in the first place. I stopped eating, King of morons I was.

    Then I remembered it is right next to a theatre where Shankarabharanam was running, will not be difficult to locate it, I patted my own back for my smart observation.

    Finished my breakfast, paid the bill,
    asked the guy at the counter where Shankarabharanam movie is running.

    Whichee thatter ? he asked

    Shankarabharnam which theatre ? what do you mean which theatre ?

    Whichee thatter ? he asked me again
    I was getting irritated,

    Shankarabharanam SHANKARA BHARANAM the movie where is it running ??
    Whichee thatter ? He was getting pissed with me too.

    Where Shankarabharanam is running ?

    Then he yelled at me ‘ Shankarabharanam is running in eight different theatres in Guntur’.

    OH SHIT

    I came out, completely lost, in a town I hardly know, just 2 rupees in my pocket. All the money was in my hotel room.

    and I don’t know where I am staying.

    OK Lets take a ric again and go to all the eight bloody theatres to see where I am staying.
    What if I don’t find it ? How will I pay the ric ? I’ll get bashed up.

    Thought of a plan I asked some one the names of the theatres got some but no use
    Decided to walk in each direction and come back to the same spot and go in different direction.
    I was very angry. How can i be such a moron ?

    When ever I asked for direction for the theatre
    they all were giving me funny looks. No more seeking directions, as planned walked in each direction
    finally found the theatre and my lodge at 7 in the evening, i was on the road for the whole day.
    Looking for a place to stay and searching for the place where i was staying
    Now i was hungry again.
    Oh dear no more of that
    I was tired. went to sleep instead.

  3. on September 15, 2006 at 9:11 am | Reply Tarun

    hehehe good they realized before they reached jublee hill….

  4. on September 15, 2006 at 9:58 am | Reply bati

    he he ….gud one…

  5. on September 15, 2006 at 11:32 am | Reply Vijay

    Rauf: Very funny story… happened to me once in HK.. I wandered deep into a market.. I knew the name of the Hotel but no one could understand me… Found my way back by looking up at the HSBC tower.. took me 2 hours..

  6. on September 15, 2006 at 1:30 pm | Reply Harpreet

    yeah bro..sometimes u need to experience to experience the thing…lol..:)

    Harry

  7. on September 15, 2006 at 1:35 pm | Reply Velu

    Search for A near B near C, and where was A anywayz???

    hehehe… Cud grasp the spirit of this post!! :)

  8. on September 15, 2006 at 3:18 pm | Reply Ramya Varma

    lolz.
    I can visualise the entire scene.
    And finally you both gone to the leather stores?

  9. on September 15, 2006 at 8:55 pm | Reply travel plaza

    Ha ha…funny story. I can imagine the whole scene.
    But what happened with Rauf, that’s scary. I would not like that one bit…to be lost in a strange place. I’m glad you found your way back buddy.

  10. on September 16, 2006 at 12:36 am | Reply Hul

    searching for palem leathers? adjacent to Y2K biriyani….! start bargaining from 75% of what he says. you can get the stuff for atleast 40% of the quoted price. also pretend u r some Govt. Officer and that u come there many a time. This worked for me lots of times.

  11. on September 16, 2006 at 1:28 am | Reply Abhishek Upadhyay

    Hahaha…
    Great post man.After a long time something humorous from you.

  12. on September 16, 2006 at 2:15 am | Reply ankit

    nice one…..!

    liked the new icy blue template ,,it’s cool!!!

    ankit,

  13. on September 16, 2006 at 6:44 pm | Reply Teri

    That’s a funny story! It’s been too long since I’ve been here – lots of great stuff to read!

  14. on September 17, 2006 at 12:01 am | Reply MoodsAndColors

    Hi Ganga
    Yah every now and then we loose focus.
    The story of Rauf above reminds me of a story named ‘Dusk’ by Saki where the narrator was duped by a young man. All that ends well is well.
    Good post.

  15. on September 17, 2006 at 10:08 am | Reply Shankari

    The template is COOL! :)

    Loved the two stories- yours as well as Rauf’s! Happens to me all the time, but then I never try to reach the place (giving up after 1st attempt), just go where the raods lead me.

    But guess what? Soon enough (too soon) I land up where I supposed to reach :)

  16. on September 17, 2006 at 10:24 am | Reply Praveena

    Ganga,
    mera ghar ka patha boloon? Umm… landmarks kyah kyah boloon… :)

  17. on September 17, 2006 at 11:11 am | Reply Abaniko

    Hahaha. Admit it, you’re the one who said, “let’s go Jubille Hills…”

  18. on September 17, 2006 at 10:59 pm | Reply alapana

    well,did you find the leather shop in Panjagutta or not:) By the way i was searching for a toy shop at Panjagutta today for that matter:) How is Aarush by the way.

  19. on September 18, 2006 at 7:16 am | Reply invincible

    haha, so was the leather shop really moved?

  20. on September 18, 2006 at 5:28 pm | Reply How Do We Know

    THis IS Funny.. a true blue joke material for a Khushwant Singh joke..

  21. on September 18, 2006 at 6:33 pm | Reply karmicjay

    LOL.. Pretty funny!

  22. on September 18, 2006 at 10:49 pm | Reply scarecrow

    haha…human nature.

  23. on September 18, 2006 at 11:05 pm | Reply sush

    lol, tht was funny! half the time we forget the main purpose of the search..

I still remember

“…So you sent out your grand ma in a grand manner..How old she?”
“Um. Some 85 to 90 years..”
“Hey man..long way she has gone through..forget it…i’m sorry for your loss too.. Dont mind me saying, its good that she is gone…and…”
“No..no..it’s fine…”

It was a small but informal conversation between me and my team mate when he came back to office after his grandma’s funeral.

It brought back my memories with my grand mother. I dont know if I was affectionate with my grandma but I can surely say that she was very affectionate with me. She was a farmer’s wife and herself a farmer managing both home affairs as well as helping my grand father at the farms. We used to go over there to our village, Mandavalli in Krishna district every summer and had fun. She always paid special attention to me when compared to my three sisters. May be it could be because i’m the only grandson or they put my name derived from her husband’s name, Gangayya or I used to help her during harvesting seasons or male dominant society at that time or I dont know. Special attention occurred in so many ways like – she used to give only one egg to my sisters but two for me; Allowed me only to go and get mangoes from our farms; Used to come to the school during interval every day, when i was studying first standard in my village and to feed me with omlets; She used to go by walk for five kilometers to make my dresses stitched; and this list grows and this post will go beyond the limits if I keep on telling.
And you know, she never lost her temper with me. In fact, i was a very tough and spoilt brat during my childhood. 🙂

She did so many good things for me. But I did fail to fulfill her wish. Her wish was to see me married before she dies. So sorry for her.

Hmm.

I still remember her excitement when she took a ride with me on my first motor bike.
I still remember the taste of her mango avakaya pickle and Ariselu
I still remember how she served me when I was affected with chicken-pox
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I still remember the way she ran her fingers through my hair.
I still remember. I still remember.

Read Vs Become

“Nanna! Tell me one thing..”
“Yes..”
“This school lesson says, ‘what you read is what you become’.. Is it true?”
“May be babu…”
“If so, I’m also reading the fool’s stories ‘Sheikh Chilli’, now a days. Will I become a fool?”
“????

I was answer less at that question, because it was a school book lesson. We need to know/read what is silly/clever, bad/good, etc to become clever, good etc? I don’t know.

Caricature

Guess who he is…..

Pic courtesy: Aarush Ambati

Aarush

I keep hearing good things about my son, Aarush.

Don’t wanna make him as a great man but wanna make him a great boy, instead. After all, he is my sonshine. 🙂

No worry

He needed to pass a message to his son’s class teacher. She urged him to do that while they were going to school in the morning.

Reached the school, parked the vehicle nearer to the school gate and he was walking into the school premises along with his son. But heard from his back, “Hello, please remove the vehicle in front of the gate..” He tried to park the vehicle somewhere else, but no room near by. Meanwhile, a couple of horns were blowing out from the other vehicles. Then he looked at his son and signaled to stay for a while so that he could park his vehicle at a greater distance and come back.

But his son said with a helping tone, “No worry, Dad. You can go office. I will manage my teacher. Will pass on the message. Sure..”