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Have come to blog after quite sometime. This time its about my feelings on the Telugana issue. It has been going on for quite a long time and now reached the peak. After MP/UP its now AP which is in the process of bifurcation. I am not sure if it will happen or not, But I sincerely pray it does not happen. It pains to see Our Country in blood sheds. Today its AP, tomorrow this may happen to Tamilnadu, Karnataka and almost whole of India. I have heard one of my friend who hails from Andhra, say that the Telugana part of Andhra is always the sick man of AP and is not a part of the creamy and fertile AP. They say they have been rejected by almost all political parties, and the places in the issue don't even have any basic amenities such as Roads, Full time electricity, proper Hospitals and so on. The orientation of this place is mainly based on the older Nizam days and many people here speak more of Urdu based Hindi than Telugu, which is supposed to be the official language of AP. She holds a strong opinion that bifurcation should happen. If these are the reasons, and if the people of Telugana are of the strong opinion that they are neglected, can't that be set right by the Politicians. Is bifurcating a solution. The riots that are happening, the blood shed, burning of effigies, disrupting traffic all these acts are barbaric and shameful. The whole world is watching, and mocking at us. I at times feel, India would have been better if British had continued ruling us. They would have been much better than all our corrupt politicians. Its disgraceful on the part of politicians, who are all having their own time at the cost of thousands of public. The film fraternity of AP (Tollywood) choose to keep silent on this issue. Andhra people love to listen to what their film heroes say, and they actually worship them. In this particular issue almost all the heroes have choosen to keep totally mum. I remember while we were studying, in our English text there was a chapter about Hunger strike, a form of Satyagraha, Mahatma Gandhi performed at South Africa, and while giving his opinion about the ways of Mahatma, fighting without shedding blood, Rajaji told Gandhiji that the Satyagraha, a weapon taken by Gandhi, would also become a bad precedent at a later date. This was the reason Rajaji was called "Deergadarshi" meaning a man who can see the distant future. I sincerely hope that if this reaches atleast a few who share my feeling, they would also join me in praying for peace and tranquility in India.
Have come to blog after quite sometime. This time its about my feelings on the Telugana issue. It has been going on for quite a long time and now reached the peak. After MP/UP its now AP which is in the process of bifurcation. I am not sure if it will happen or not, But I sincerely pray it does not happen. It pains to see Our Country in blood sheds. Today its AP, tomorrow this may happen to Tamilnadu, Karnataka and almost whole of India. I have heard one of my friend who hails from Andhra, say that the Telugana part of Andhra is always the sick man of AP and is not a part of the creamy and fertile AP. They say they have been rejected by almost all political parties, and the places in the issue don't even have any basic amenities such as Roads, Full time electricity, proper Hospitals and so on. The orientation of this place is mainly based on the older Nizam days and many people here speak more of Urdu based Hindi than Telugu, which is supposed to be the official language of AP. She holds a strong opinion that bifurcation should happen. If these are the reasons, and if the people of Telugana are of the strong opinion that they are neglected, can't that be set right by the Politicians. Is bifurcating a solution. The riots that are happening, the blood shed, burning of effigies, disrupting traffic all these acts are barbaric and shameful. The whole world is watching, and mocking at us. I at times feel, India would have been better if British had continued ruling us. They would have been much better than all our corrupt politicians. Its disgraceful on the part of politicians, who are all having their own time at the cost of thousands of public. The film fraternity of AP (Tollywood) choose to keep silent on this issue. Andhra people love to listen to what their film heroes say, and they actually worship them. In this particular issue almost all the heroes have choosen to keep totally mum. I remember while we were studying, in our English text there was a chapter about Hunger strike, a form of Satyagraha, Mahatma Gandhi performed at South Africa, and while giving his opinion about the ways of Mahatma, fighting without shedding blood, Rajaji told Gandhiji that the Satyagraha, a weapon taken by Gandhi, would also become a bad precedent at a later date. This was the reason Rajaji was called "Deergadarshi" meaning a man who can see the distant future. I sincerely hope that if this reaches atleast a few who share my feeling, they would also join me in praying for peace and tranquility in India.
Human attitudes... 
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TV serial addiction 
I am not against dance and I rather love the art. But the art should be cherished and not forced. At the end of a competetion, when the child loses, it starts crying and its sad to see them weeping. Would the media do something about such competetions...........I wish that the spirit of competetion should prevail to help the participants climb the ladder and not lose their confidence........This is my feeling and wish some change is brought in..........
Sibling Rivalry 
"Varathu vantha manickam" So, I was a rajakumari born into the family and a vvvvvip. My granny used to sing a song for waking me in the morning, and I was grown with only cow's milk as only that suited my health and no one in the home were even permitted to touch it (though I don't know any of these, this was narrated to me by my beloved aunts and my dear mom). One aunt use to bathe me, one used to dress and one use to sing lullaby to me........and I was enjoying each and every moment of all these attention. I remember some of them vaguely - the song was pachaikili koru sevanthi kkodu thottilil katti vaithen.......It was going on for six years..........and then came a new arrival into the family...........my lil bro chubby and like a freshly blossomed flower.........The first shake started.....Being the first male heirloom to carryout the family name (You see we are all jamindhar paramparai) almost every near and dear relatives and friends, thronged the home to see the lil wonder. Slowly Mr.J was peeping in
........Well, it is pretty natural (all this I remember myself) I was becoming envious, and unable to take it......I used to shake the cradle zigzag when no one noticed me, pinch him and do something cranky and watch him cry... My granny realised this, and she stopped petting my lil bro in front of me and saw to it that I was getting the same importance as far as she was concerned. Slowly I was getting used to this.
......Bro grew and it was time for him to join school, and Asharabhyasam was done in a grand scale......Though I was not happy about the fact that my importance was gone in the home, at school I used to really behave like his mom and take care of him totally. He used to be really cute and chubby and all my friends loved him. He was a bundle of innocence (well it was then and not now). Once in school he was playing with chalk piece and without even realising he inserted it in his nose, 
blood was pouring from his nose and I was crying my heart out. I was rambling and running from pillar to post. But thanks to my school authorities they took immediate step and the chalk was out and he became normal......and things were going on as usual. At home the scenario never changed. Whenever something was bought I immediately used to compare wat was bought for me and for him....If it was grapes, i used to count and see if he was given more.........crackers, I used to preserve mine and tease him when his quota was over.......Incidentally our birthdays are in the same month and falls on consecutive days, and the money spent for buying new dresses had to be shareMy 2cents Then at one point of time, I got over all such feeling (may be I really grew up) and started loving him.....We used to walk together to school and share so much and the bondage became inseparable........it was so much that my mom used to say that while sleeping both of us, used to blabber, (eventually we do they same when we are wide awake also) and i used to answer his querries and vice-versa. When I got married, and came to my hubby's place I missed him so much........There were many turmoils in his life after my dad, and he faced them all (thanks to the kind relatives who helped us). I saw him grow, and face everything with a charming smile.
He climbed the ladder of success steadiy. And now my lil bro who is six years you to me, is more like a father to me than a younger brother.........I am proud to say this for he takes care of me like a dad, and he is always available whenever I need him. I really cherish the wonderful love and care that I receive from him and I adore him and his family.
