Sunday, January 19, 2014

Books! Old Books!

I read.
I read old books.
Plenty of them.
I read them alot.

Anything old.
I read.

I read them every day.
Just old books.
Just old articles.
Just old writings.
I am obsessed.
They are special.

The writers are special.
They had age.
They were wise.

They had experiences.
Lot of them.
Tough ones.
Happy ones.
Some heavy weights.
Some light weights.
Some lighter veins.

Writers. Writers. Writers.
They were enlightened.
They were entertainers.
They were story tellers.
They were proficient.
They were armed.
They were charmed.

I like story telling.
I like story tellers.
I like language.
I like expressions.
I like experiences.
I like stories.
I like old books.
I like old stories.
I like old articles.

They have the charm.
They are hypnotic.
They churn your soul.
They run your mind.
They have the language.
They transmit bonding.

You are smitten.
You associate.
You dis-associate.
With the books.
With the feelings.
With the incidents.
With the world.

The stories.
They are old.
They are good.
They are new.
They are mesmerizing.
They are thoughtful.

Themes are fantastic.
Presentation is fabulous.

Words are silky.
Words. Words. Words.
They just caress.
They caress your mind.
They bite your heart.

Writers. Real writers.
Old books they wrote.
They are no more.
They are dead.
They all live.
Their writings live.
Their writing are alive.

Writings. Writings. Writings.
They emanate light.
Faint light.

You have to be in dark.
To see the light.
Yes, to see the light.
In dark,faint is humongous.

New generation.
New things.
New feelings.
New life.
New writers.
New books.

No words.
No expression.
No experience.
No language.
Good for nothing.
Good for none.

You live in lights.
Blinding lights.
You donot know.

You are a loser.
Already a loser.
Have no heritage.
Have no identity.
It is a crisis.
Literary crisis.
Your crisis.

One day you are old.
You will not live.
Your writings Do not live.
I bet, the time keeper is listening.
I hope, he is listening.
Historical time keeper.

No incentives to read.
To read old books.
Need one?
Need few?
You know not.
You need a whip.

I read.
I know the value.
You don't.
You know not the value.

No rules.
No processes.
Just plain reading.

Do it.
Do it more.
More you do.
More you understand.
More you know.

You will be smart.
You will be intelligent.
You will be knowledgeable.
You will be wise.
You will be happy.
You will be sad.
You will be laughing.
You will be crying.
You will be human.

Pass it on.
Pass on the knowledge.
Pass on the reading.
Pass on the books.
Pass on your heritage.

-- Brevity burst inspired by a comment I read this afternoon.

Saturday, January 18, 2014

Teaching!

Teaching is fun.
Teaching "rudram" is a bliss.
 
Well, it is a blessing too.


Being a teacher is tough.
Being a teacher is entertaining.
Being a teacher is enlightening.


Watching students is priceless.
When they learn,you achieved.


When they are 45+ you resonate.
Same wavelength.
Excitement creeps in.


They Learn.
You did your job.
You are on Mt Everest.


Thanks for the opportunity!
O Almighty!
You are the greatest teacher.


Thank you!


Friday, January 17, 2014

Huh!

Social animal.
Social reader.
Social thinker.
Social writer.
That is a story.
Twisted story.

We socialize.
We talk.
We listen.
We think.
Then! Then! Then!

We read.
We write.
We re-write.

We talk.
We write.
We re-write.

We listen.
We write.
We re-write.

We think.
We write.
We re-write.
Intertwined.
Powerful feeling.

We write for people.
That is Trash.
We write for self.
That is good.
We liked it ?
Even Better.
Others like it?
Doesn't matter.

We write alone.
We read alone.
We think alone.

They donot read for you.
They donot write for you.
They donot think for you.
They do it, for themselves.
Their betterment.

Have followers?
Feeling proud?
You are poor.
Poorest of all.

Felt a tickle?
You might be something.
People donot care.
Strong ones, I mean.
Followers, do!

Followers are weaklings.
Are insecurely secured.
Secured by anchors.
They will be around.
Around you.
For ever.
They will go no where.
Leave them.

Strength in numbers?
Eh! Wrong.
Good for fights.
None for writing.

None should follow.
None should influence.
None should anchor.

Journey is yours.
They join.
They leave.
They join again.
They leave again.
Some never come back.
But it's you.
It's all you.
All about you.
Self. Thy self!

You walk.
You walk by you.
You walk for you.
You think.
You think by you.
You think for you.
You survive.
You srvive by you.
You survive for you.

You write.
You re-write.
Write more.
Re-write more.
Sharpen the skills.
Read more.
Discard some knowledge.
Read more.
Listen more.
Think more.
Gather some knowledge.
Strengthen your words.
Sharpen your vocabulary.
Be strong.

Strong men.
Inner strength.
Sharp vocabulary.
Rational thinkers.
Strong writings.
They stood tall.
All alone.
Yes, in history.
It's all in there.
Survival of the strong.
Survival of the fittest.

It's all in you!
Just you!
Don't lose it.

Lonely?
Why say it?
Be educated.
Be enlightened.
Oh human!

You are not.
You are not lonely.
You are with your writing.
You are with your thought.
You are with you.
A different you.
Why complain?

It's a choice.
You made it.
Stick to it.

Thought! wrong choice ?
Still in your hands.
Quit it.
That's the beauty.

More of you.
Two of you.
Three of you.
Hundreds of you.
It's all you.
Experience the beauty.

Write again.
Re-write again.
Write sharp.
Write crisp.
Brevity, has beauty.
Universal beauty.

Words are naughty.
Tame them.
Words are sharp.
Use them.
Words are amazing.
Feel them.

No one reads?
You read it.
Were you happy ?
Yes?
Good for you.
No?
Good for words.
Either way!
Never a dull moment.

Me, Myself and I?
My foot.
Your foot.
Their foot.
Be lost.

Lot to write.
Some to say.
Cannot care less.
See ya later!

 -- inspired by a phrase/word, "loneliest", in a FB post on a friend's wall! yes, they know it! :)
 -- no rudity involved
 -- Thank you!


Friday, January 10, 2014

ఇల్లారోండ్ల పదాలు!

ప్రొద్దుటూరు తాలూకాకు ఐదారుమైళ్ళ దూరంలోగల ఇల్లూరు గ్రామంలోని ఎరుకలు పాడుకునే పాటల్లో ఒకటి...

ఇల్లారోండ్ల పదాలు

ఇల్లారోడు కట్టెబట్టి
ఇల్లారోడు కత్తిబట్టి
ఇల్లారోడు మంచెనెక్కి
ఇల్లారోడు వరిసెలిసర
ఇల్లారోడు దట్టిగట్టి
ఇల్లారోడు జబ్బచరచ
ఇల్లారోడు ఈతగొట్టి
ఇల్లారోడు కూతకూయ
ఇల్లారోడు ఇల్లుగట్టి
ఇల్లారోడు పెళ్ళిజేయ
ఇల్లారోడు అల్లికేయ
ఇల్లారోడు దొజ్జ మేయ
ఇల్లారోడు పిల్లజూడ
ఇల్లారోడు పెత్తనమాడ
ఇహ మెల్లా కన్నుమూయాలోయ్
గుహలలోని
గుడ్లగూబె గురకబెట్టాలోయ్

-- మల్లేల నారాయణ (సేకరణ)
-- ఆంధ్రప్రభ 1960

*ఇల్లారు - గృహముల కుంతి గవాచీలకు వర్షము వచ్చినప్పుడు లోపలి భాగము తడవకుండా వుండుటందుకు పైన ఉపయోగించెడు గుండ్రని ఆకారము కల్గిన దొన్నె అని నారాయణ గారి వివరణ 

Sunday, January 5, 2014

నేలనూతల వారి ఈ పుస్తకాలు ఎక్కడ దొరుకుతయ్యో ఎవరైనా చెపుతారా అధ్యక్షా?

అయ్యా, అమ్మా - ఆ పైన అధ్యక్షా! దయ వుంచి నేలనూతల వారి ఈ పుస్తకాలు ఎక్కడ దొరుకుతయ్యో ఎవరైనా చెపుతారా అధ్యక్షా? ఇప్పటివరకు ఓ పదిమందిని అడిగినవాడిని అడిగినట్టే వున్నా! మాకు తెలవదు అంటే మాకు తెలవదు అనేవారే కానీ ఎవరికీ కరుణ కలగలా అధ్యక్షా...అందువల్ల ఇలా పోడియం వద్దకు దూసుకు వచ్చి మీ మీదకు ఇది విసరాల్సి వచ్చింది అధ్యక్షా...క్షమించాలి అధ్యక్షా!






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