1 January (Tuesday)
Woke up by 5:00. My cousin Murali and I reached NGO Colony bus stop by 7:00. Reached Kukatpally by 8:30. Thence we took two buses and reached the campus of University of Hyderabad by 9:30. Enjoying New Year’s Day, sensing the beauty of this campus, is our purpose in going there today. I observed many changes in this campus. Beautiful roads are laid. New buildings came up. Gopal Shop disappeared. The site is developed. The erection of more constructions is under way. Went to Department of English. Recollected my days there. Green trees and plants are grown in the block of Humanities. Met Professor Hoshang Merchant, Professor M Sridhar and office administrator Nagarajan. Hoshang Merchant and I spent talking for half an hour. He has the same saintly look. I saw him five years ago. He is a man of virtues. Took a city bus near Student Centre Canteen, walking via Social Sciences block and Science Complex. Reached Mehdipatnam by 1:00. Murali left for his place. Reached Secunderabad and paid 540 rupees at a Reliance Communications outlet towards my bill for December 2007. Had a plate of Vegetable Biryani in Hotel Padmaja opposite Secunderabad railway station by 2:30 for 24 rupees. Typed out a blog titled “Happy New Year 2008” at Vijaya Internet café in Old Bowenpally for two hours. Posted it on my blog site by 5:30. It is five-page long and comments on poor India. This is my New Year gift to my blog readers. Had my supper in Hotel Sri Sai Krishna by 8:00. This year is going to be eventful and blissful in my life. Dreamer Chiranjeevi marries dream girl Srijana. I like to play my role powerfully this year. May Lord Krishna bless me and Srijana. Went to sleep by 11:30 for my dreams.
2 January (Wednesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Our roommate Srinu and I started to Madhapur by 8:00 along with his luggage in an auto rickshaw. He is moving into his rented abode, which we took a few days ago. We reached there by 8:50. He paid 450 rupees to the auto rickshaw driver. It looked unfair charge for me. Public exploitation became a way of life for the rich and the poor now. Honest employees are the victims of this trend. He left for his office by 9:00. Took a city bus up to Jubilee Hills Check Post. Thence walked and reached the abode of Veeru by 9:30. Spent reading dailies for one hour. Spent browsing Internet for three hours. Searched for details of folks buying short stories in English. Made some changes to my blog site. Had my lunch sitting by Veeru by 1:00. Now he is doing the life-size portrait of Konidela Venkata Rao, the father of Telugu film actor Chiranjeevi. Venkata Rao passed away recently in Hyderabad. Veeru presents the portrait of their father to Chiranjeevi as a token of his love for their family. I found life and art in this painting. Reached Old Bowenpally by 3:40 taking three city buses. Spent browsing Internet at Vijaya Cyber Cafe from 3:45 to 5:45. Read content posted on the website of Peter Dyreborg. He is a writer, musician and advocate in Denmark. He buys short stories, diaries and poetry from others and gets them published in his name. He wants fame as a celebrity. He is looking for ghostwriters. I have a debt burden of 25,000 rupees. I have to take care of my goddess Srijana soon. I want money. Emailed my 64 short stories, which I wrote earlier, to him. Requested him to buy them and pay me fairly. Had some snacks for my supper by 8:00. Spent talking with Srijana from 8:40 to 9:00. She is not angry at her father now. It was cold. Went to sleep by 11:00.
3 January (Thursday)
Woke up by 6:00. Spent reading today’s dailies for one hour. Rested on my mattress for three hours. There is much air pollution in twin cities now. Intelligent girls are keeping their handkerchiefs on their mouths and noses to save themselves from it. Traffic problems are anyway there. In this setting, going out means losing our money and time for getting pollution. Being jobless for four months became an issue for me. Had my lunch in SSK Hotel by 1:00. Spent browsing Internet at Vijaya Cyber Cafe from 3:35 to 6:35. Changed the font of my blogs. The name of my blog site was changed from “Aalangini Samahaayithe” to “Sajani Samahaayithe”. Aalangini or Sajani is the name of the goddess of beauty I proposed to have met in my world of dreams and imaginations. My blog site serves the interests of beautiful girls and women in this world. Got a phone call from the executive of a job consultancy in Hyderabad. They are searching for candidates with editing and writing skills in English to work with Google in Hyderabad. I lost 100 days’ time earlier due to the dirty bitches and filthy pigs in the HR section of Google in Hyderabad. I heard that the scoundrels of Google are unable to decide on how to spend their huge amounts of profits. They became mad. They believe that they are kings in the domain of Internet search engines and online advertising. This kind of excessive ego as an employer encouraged them then to misbehave with me. A writer gets time to deal with all. I am waiting for it. Had snacks worth 10 rupees and 250 grams of grapes for my supper. Spent talking with Srijana from 9:00 to 9:30. She has to take her half-yearly exams from the 7th of this month. She got cold. Went to sleep by 11:00.
4 January (Friday)
Woke up by 5:00. Spent reading today’s dailies for one hour. Today I spent for about four hours browsing Internet in two Internet cafés near our abode. Formatted some blogs on my blog site to give them a better look. This morning a marketing executive of English daily The Times of India came to our abode. He asked me to subscribe to it for 175 rupees for three months. I explained him my previous bitter experience with their daily earlier. They gave a small bag as a gift for my subscription to it for three months. I kept it inside. It lost its quality within a few months. I also informed him about my experiences in their office at Banjara Hills when I attended job interviews there twice earlier. They don’t have proper place and a computer to conduct a written test to a candidate. Such dirty scoundrels, who don’t know how to treat a job seeker in their office, are conducting a nationwide campaign to select a great leader to rule this corrupt nation. They put an ad in their office showing how their job portal timesjobs.com is greater than naukri.com, their competitor’s job portal. I could find out their standards of ethics and business values in that ad. They want money, fame and publicity. They run after showy celebrities and shocking events centered on immorality and tragedy. Told this guy that I am not interested in subscribing to this daily. Evening got a phone call from a job consultancy in Bangalore. She told me to attend an online written test of Google on this Sunday morning at a place in Secunderabad. It is another filthy corporate company. When I need a job badly, I have to attend the tests and interviews of these corporate dogs. Had snacks for 10 rupees and a few pieces of papaya for my supper. Went to sleep by 11:00.
5 January (Saturday)
Woke up by 6:00. Spent reading today’s dailies for one hour. Kiran and I left for main city on his bike by 10:00. Sensed stomachache and movements subsequently in my bowels after a short journey. Asked him to drop me at some public toilet by road. It must be the result of hot milk I drank this morning. I suspect the quality of sugar added to it. Took two city buses and reached Shivam Road by 11:30. Spent browsing Internet at Global View Internet café for two hours. Had my parcel lunch along with Naresh in KSS Hostel by 2:15. Took a tablet for the disorder that attacked me this morning. Took two buses and reached our abode in Old Bowenpally by 3:15. My face turned pale. Rested on mattress laid on mat for one hour. Spent browsing Internet in an Internet café for 30 minutes. Brought a plastic rope and three address slips to paste on the parcel of cardboard box meant to be sent to Srijana. Got this parcel ready. My APR School friend Apparao is working at the APSRTC bus depot in Tuni now. Four buses ply between Hyderabad and Tuni every day. Two of them start from KPHB Colony. I decided to send this parcel there by a bus from here. My friend receives it there. He hands it to Srijana on her birthday at Gayatri Degree College in Payakaraopeta. I already informed Srijana about this arrangement. Otherwise she may take my friend as a terrorist. I could not keep it as a secret for this reason. Had a plate of rice in SSK Hotel for 18 rupees by 8:00. It is an area of the masses. Things are affordable. The roads are dusty and bad. Went to sleep by 10:30.
6 January (Sunday)
Woke up by 6:00. Spent reading today’s dailies for one hour. Kiran and I left for Begumpet on his bike by 10:00. We found traffic blocked by police on main road at Police Lines. Cursed those blokes. Got off it with the intention of walking up to my destination. Nobody was being allowed on to the road blocked for security reasons. A fleet of vehicles passed that way in a few minutes. A local political VIP was going somewhere. Felt relieved and hired an auto rickshaw. Reached the fifth floor in Mayfair Centre building by 10:40. The office of MeritTrac, a recruitment consultancy, is there. A test conductor gave me a computer and explained me the details of test. The first test was for 40 marks scheduled for one our. It aims at assessing the English language skills of candidates. I found this test a little difficult but I did it very well. In the second test, one has to write two essays on two topics from the five topics given. Each essay should have 250 words or more. I wrote on the topics “The Best Days in My Life” and “One’s Hobby might Become One’s Profession”. In the first one, I wrote about my days in the University of Hyderabad. In the second one, I wrote about how my hobbies of admiration of beauty and writing personal diaries shaped my interest for writing in course of time. I did these two tests very well. I will join Google if my Lord Krishna wants it. Returned to our abode by 2:00. Started to KPHB Colony by 2:30. Handed the parcel of my gifts, meant for Srijana, to a bus driver, heading to Tuni, to be delivered to my friend Apparao. Gave the two bus drivers, two mango drink bottles, each worth 20 rupees. It is a token of my love for their help in reaching this birthday gift to Srijana. Night talked with Srijana for 20 minutes. Went to sleep by 11:00.
7 January (Monday)
Woke up by 6:00. Spent reading today’s dailies for half an hour. Talked with a domestic by 9:00. She asked for 300 rupees a month for sweeping the floor of our rooms and washing the used clothes of my cousin Kiran. I readily agreed to it. She must be 40. When she was washing clothes, her daughter swept our rooms neatly. She must be 10. I found her face cute and innocent. Took a bus to Secunderabad by 11:00. Got a phone call from a girl of Alphaeus HR in Bangalore while travelling in bus. I could not hear her clearly. Requested her to email me that information. Reached Shivam Road by 12:00. I was informed to email them my updated CV, filled in personal information sheet (sent by them) and the scanned copies of my B.A. and M.A. mark sheets by this evening. I have 200 rupees only on me. Every rupee is very valuable for me. Joining Google is great for me. Rushed back to our abode in an auto rickshaw spending 100 rupees. Took my academic file to the nearby Vijaya Internet café and got my two mark sheets scanned there. Meanwhile Internet access failed. I desperately waited there for four hours. I could email them to the job consultancy by 6:30. The relatives of a bride party from Adduroad are scheduled to meet my friend Rajani at Birla Temple this evening. I am supposed to be there as mediator. I could not go there due to this heavy delay at Internet café. Took two buses and reached Shivam Road by 8:30. Rajani attended that formal meeting alone and cleared it. We had a plate of Boneless Mutton Biryani and four ice creams for 145 rupees at Tasty Bite Restaurant by Shivam Road by 9:30. Paid it with the meal vouchers of Ticket Restaurant given to me by my cousin Kiran. Went to sleep by 11:00.
8 January (Tuesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Diarrhoea, which attacked me recently, is still there in me. It bothered me twice yesterday night. I became weak due to its villainous effect on me. Rajani went out to do jogging by 6:30. Spent reading Eenadu and watching television for three hours. Yesterday my brother Sambha went to the rented portion of my brother Srinivas in Visakhapatnam from Peda Gummuluru along with his wife Kranti. Sambha needs 20,000 rupees now. He recently bought a plot of land in our village. This land registration takes place tomorrow. He has to keep the money ready by this evening for it. I told him that I would deposit that amount of money into the savings account of my brother Srinivas with the UCO Bank in Visakhapatnam through online money transfer. Rajani turned an unreliable bloke in this matter at the eleventh hour. He has no money. It became clear to me by 1:00 after waiting for it for about one month. I have to deposit 20,000 rupees at the branch of UCO Bank in Jubilee Hills. My two brothers kept me asking about it. By 1:30, told my brothers that I could not deposit it being busy in my office. It was a lie I helplessly used. The blunder I committed is depending on an unreliable friend in my way of reaching a goal. It is for the first time that he asked me to lend him some money. They believe that I am doing a job now. I must save about 50,000 rupees by now according to their casual assessment, if I am doing that job now. I was deeply disturbed about hurting my brother this way. Rajani taught me a great lesson today. A stinking pig should not depend on a filthy donkey or a frivolous monkey for the vital needs of its life. I learnt many lessons but could not follow them all. Had my supper along with Kiran by 8:30 in SSK Hotel. Went to sleep by 10:30.
9 January (Wednesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Spent reading today’s dailies for one hour. Spent all the day within our abode. Spent reading the 11th edition of GMAT Review published by the folks of Princeton Review. My cousin Kiran joined a coaching institute recently to be trained for GMAT. He wants to pursue one-year MBA course at the International School of Business in Hyderabad. I am not interested in these competitive exams aimed at attractive jobs in the private and public sectors. Achievements entail physical strain and mental stress. They kill peace of mind. Mahatma Gandhi or Mother Teresa could not enjoy their personal lives. They sacrificed their lives for great causes. Shallow people and selfish politicians glorify them after they die. Their departed souls cannot witness or celebrate the fame of their history in this materialistic world. My friend Apparao told me that he handed the cardboard box of my gifts to my goddess Srijana by 1:20 at Gayatri Degree College in Payakaraopeta today. He said that she is very beautiful. She called me up by 5:00 when going home on a bike along with her father. She said that she received my gift box. Night tried to call her up. Their cellphone was kept switched off. A dream girl cannot understand the sensitive heart of her admirer always. She must be preparing for her half-yearly exams. I consoled myself. Evening called up Peter Dyreborg in Denmark. He said that he did not receive my email with the attachment of my short stories. Emailed it again by 8:00. Had four potato snacks and pieces of papaya fruit for my supper by 8:30. Kept waiting for Kiran to return from the office of his client. He came by 12:00. We spent talking for some time. Went to sleep by 12:30.
10 January (Thursday)
Woke up by 6:00. Spent reading today’s dailies for one hour. Washed a pair of clothes and took a bath by 9:00. Cold water scares us initially. Our body gets balanced after the touch of second mug of water. Shower bath with cold water is avoidable in winter. It freezes our soul also. Rested on our mattress for three hours. Had a plate of rice in SSK Hotel by 1:00. Spent browsing Internet at a nearby Internet café from 1:30 to 3:30. There was an email from Peter Dyreborg in Denmark. He wrote that he did not receive my short stories emailed to him earlier as an attachment. Emailed it again to his Gmail id. Hope that he buys my short stories and saves me from my present financial crisis. I believe in the kindness of Lord Krishna for me. Spent reading the left out parts of today’s dailies from 4:00 to 6:00. Spent talking with Srijana from 7:10 to 7:30. She liked the chocolates and Telugu poetry memento I sent her. She has her physics paper tomorrow. They will have Sankranti holidays for one week from this Sunday. She spends them at the house of her maternal grandparents in Viswanadhapuram. She said that she took 15 minutes to read and understand my poetry in Telugu. I take three minutes to read it at the most. I did not use difficult words in it. My proficiency in Telugu is intermediate. Her father also talked with me. He likes me a lot. They asked me to come home for this Sankranti. I told them that I have no many holidays from our company. Today I posted my CV on my blog site. This is to let my blog readers know what I am. Bought snacks worth 14 rupees and bananas worth five rupees by 8:00 for my supper. Today I looked handsome. Staying in the room only helped. I am not sleeping well these days. Kiran’s late sleeping habit partly disturbs me. Went to sleep by 10:30 for my dreams.
11 January (Friday)
Woke up by 6:00. Spent reading today’s dailies for one hour. Yesterday Ratan Tata introduced his people’s car into the Indian automobile market. The name of this car is Nano. The price of its basic model is one lakh rupees. It is meant for the common people living in Indian villages. I don’t know when I can buy this car. It realizes the dreams of many to buy a car. Kiran dropped me at the building of Ashoka Bhupal Chambers by 10:00 on his bike. Took two city buses and reached Shivam Road by 11:00. Deposited 800 rupees, keeping in an envelope, into the ATM machine of Axis Bank near Shivam Temple. It is from the money Kiran lent me recently. Now the balance in my account with this bank is 58 rupees. Spent browsing Internet at Global View Internet café for two hours. Typed out and posted a blog on my blog site to educate my blog readers about the poor standards of some mediocre companies in India. There was no response from Peter Dyreborg in Denmark. I sense the characteristics of a cheat in this delay from him. I have to wait and see before doing something with him. Spent talking with Amway Ramnadh in KSS Hostel for one hour. Took two buses and returned to our abode by 4:30. Rested on mattress for some time. Meanwhile our domestic came to sweep our portion. She told me not to talk with her outside our abode. Yesterday night I bought bananas at the pushcart of her husband by road when she was there. I greeted her casually. Her husband suspected her character. She said that he does not approve her domestic work in the abodes of bachelors. She told me that she could not sleep last night. Love is blind. Went to sleep by 10:30 for my dreams.
12 January (Saturday)
Woke up by 2:55. Kiran, his brother-in-law and I started to the airport at Begumpet by 3:15. Kiran’s eldest brother Raghupati and his sister-in-law are coming here from the USA today. They left for Penumantra by 4:00 in the hired vehicle brought from there. Kiran and I returned to our abode by 4:30 on his bike. I could not sleep. Spent reading today’s dailies for one hour. Kiran dropped me at Paradise Circle by 11:00 on his way to the office. Took a city bus and reached Madhapur by 11:45. Srinu and I went to his old rented room by 12:00. The owner of this house turned into a liar and cheat after Srinu entered this room. He is demanding more rent and imposing conditions. Srinu rented in another room to get rid of nuisance of this fellow. He seems to be an uncivilized man. He has a house in Hyderabad to live depending on alms thrown by his tenants. I wanted to resolve this issue through the intervention of city police. A public cheat must be beaten and reformed by public servants. Srinu wants to move his luggage into the nearby new rented room. That house owner is a devotee of Meher Baba. Srinu likes his character. He decided to vacate his old room tomorrow after consulting his father. We had lunch in Hotel Ruchira there beside road by 1:30. Srinu paid for it. He must have spent about 500 rupees so far for me. I have been living the life of a worthless beggar for the last four months. Fortunately the donors are my familiar ones only. Lord Krishna is teaching me lessons. I have been a bad student to Him for long. Returned to our abode by 3:15. Spent browsing Internet in an Internet café for two hours. Peter Dyreborg wrote that he would get back to me in 30 days’ time. I know that he is acting well. I will treat him soon. Had a plate of rice in Sri Sai Krishna Hotel by 8:00. Went to sleep by 9:30 for my dreams.
13 January (Sunday)
Woke up by 6:00. Spent reading today’s dailies for two hours. Spent most of my time within our abode. Kiran and I had fruits and hot milk. From 6:00 to 8:30, we saw the Telugu film “Krishna” of Ravi Teja in cinema Sensation Sublime at Khairatabad. We enjoyed watching it a lot. Kiran saw it for the second time. We returned to our abode by 9:00. We had snacks and hot milk for supper. Afternoon talked with my darling Srijana. Then she was in the laboratory in her degree college doing practicals as part of her exams. She spends these Sankranti holidays at the house of her maternal grandparents in Viswanadhapuram. She told me that there is no telephone facility in their house. She said that their degree exams would be from the first week of this March. I got different news from other reliable sources. My cousin Kiran is in love with Rasi, a beauty at Ernst & Young where he is working now. It seems he is deeply in love with her. He did not express it to her. His father does not approve his love for a girl. Rasi is a Punjabi girl. She is a star of beauty according to his taste. Her father is an industrialist. She spends a 1000-rupee note like a 100-rupee note. She has many luxury cars at her disposal in their house. Kiran likes her very fair skin, cute face, English accent and sweet voice. He can lead a heavenly life in her company. It is his dream. She expressed her love to him indirectly many times. Kiran cannot go against the wishes of his father because he carefully planned for and built up his career. I cannot bear such love stories. Sensitive and honest lovers mostly remain as victims in conservative societies. Many Indians live for others killing their ‘self’. Went to sleep by 10:30.
14 January (Monday)
Woke up by 6:00. Read today’s dailies for one hour. Went out by 9:00. Took two city buses and reached Khairatabad by 10:00. Had two idlies for nine rupees in a hotel there. Enquired a little and reached the building named Krishna Plaza. The office of Reasoning Global eApplications Limited is in its second floor. Its HR executive Tanya informed me two days ago to attend a formal interaction in their office this morning between 11:00 and 11:30. They are looking for a content writer. Tanya did not come to the office yet. Content editor Sadiya Naseem took me into a room with chairs meant for such meetings. She told me a little about this company. She wore an attractive dress. I thought it was to impress me only. She gave me her company visiting card bearing her details also. She is the first girl in this world to share her personal details with me. I believed that I am not a bad boy. She told me to do a write-up of 500 words about their company, their three main products and email it to her by this evening. This interaction went on for 10 minutes only. I liked this speed of action. Reached the abode of Veeru by 11:45. Many city dwellers went to their hometowns and villages to celebrate this Sankranti. Now roads are a little free. Vehicles are moving fast. Emailed the write-up to Sadiya Naseem by 3:30. Had my lunch along with Veeru by 1:00. Now he is getting his special paintings ready for his solo exhibition in Hyderabad on the 24th of this month. Earlier it was postponed. His cousins are attending the task of preparing invitations to send to their familiar ones. Took leave of him by 4:00 and reached our abode by 5:30. Spent listening to Telugu cine songs on my Sony Walkman for a long time. Had a plate of rice in SSK Hotel by 8:00. Today it is Bhogi. Went to sleep by 10:00 for my dreams.
15 January (Tuesday)
Woke up by 5:00. Got ready by 6:30. Took a city bus by 7:00 and reached Secunderabad by 7:30. Thence took another city bus and reached NGO Colony bus stop by 8:30. Walked a little and reached the rented abode of my cousin Murali in Self Finance Colony by 8:40. We had breakfast by 9:00. By 10:00, Murali, his brother Bala and I reached Mahaveer Harina Vanasthali, a reserve forest, measuring about 200 acres, with deers and peacocks. We bought three tickets for 30 rupees. The Safari Van started by 10:30 to let us see animals and birds in it closely. We saw about 100 deer and 10 peacocks in this forest. Deer were scared of our vehicle. They ran away from us. I liked those dry trees in abundance. It would be a good setting for me to sit in and write something. Our safari lasted for about 15 minutes. We enquired an employee there about the food being provided to them every day and their number. He said that every year about 100 deer would be moved into Srisailam Reserve Forest. We regretted their being hunted anb killed by tigers there. We left Auto Nagar by 12:00. Had my lunch in their abode by 1:00. Rested on bed for one hour. We watched Telugu feature film “Swarna Kamalam” of Venkatesh and Bhanu Priya playing a video CD on their television from 2:30 to 5:00. Murali accompanied me up to NGO Colony bus stop. Took two city buses and returned to our abode by 7:30. Many are flying kites in twin cities. Roads turned crowded by the evening. Had green beans cutlet for eight rupees at a pushcart and brought 250 grams of curd to prepare Lassi for me and have it. Spent listening to Telugu cine songs on my Walkman for one hour lying on mattress. Today it is Hindu festival Sankranti. Went to sleep by 10:30 for my dreams.
16 January (Wednesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Spent most of the day within our abode. Spent browsing Internet at Vijaya Cyber Cafe from 11:00 to 2:00. Typed out a blog titled “Banyan Tree” and posted it on my blog site. It is a fictional interview with the Telugu film actor Chiranjeevi under a huge banyan tree 60 kilometers off Madhapur in Hyderabad. This casual interview session discusses his present life. It is a way of the expression of my love for him. Last night I begged my Lord Krishna to bless me with a job at Google in Hyderabad. I promised Him that I would have his darshan at Birla Temple if He gets me this job. I don’t like such relationship with God. He must know how to guide His creatures. I deteriorated to this business affair with God due to my financial crisis now. I have a debt of 24,000 rupees now. My marriage is in two months from now. I have to buy clothes and book tickets for my journey. Suicide seems to be one of the many options available to get rid of this hell intensifying around me. Srijana cannot recover from this heavy blow of her fate if I commit this spiritual crime at this juncture. I have very few to depend on in this mess. I am slowly losing hope in God also. What sins have I committed to be tortured by all from all corners like this? I did not enjoy my life for the last 30 years. Srijana is going to bring bliss into my life. I cannot invite her into my life happily in this situation. Money can save me from this hell. I am not a saint to create it from vacuum. I am not a thief to steal it from others. Virtues yield distress and pain for a honest man in this world. This is bad age for good people. I thought Deepthi helps me out. It seems she forgot me centuries ago. Human life means hell. They struggle to keep it bearable with dreams, illusions and imaginations. Went to sleep by 11:00.
17 January (Thursday)
Woke up by 6:00. Spent reading today’s dailies for one hour. My cousin Kiran tried to console me saying that he would take out a personal loan of one lakh rupees from some bank to lend me. I cried before him visualizing my future. From my relatives, the only person that can help me financially is my teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju, the father of this boy living in Jaggampeta now. He is a man of money. He does not lend me because it does not bring him profit. He considers many things in life from the perspective of profitability. My father has been the biggest villain in my life. He never bought even a pair of clothes for me ever since I was born. He started considering me as a human being only after I got a job. He likes to burn my dead body with sandalwood rather than to give me a glass of water when I am on my deathbed. I hate him like an untouchable leper. The other people I considered approaching for begging are K Nagendra Babu and Prabhas in Telugu film industry. What if they tell me to get out of their sight treating me like an insensitive and worthless beggar on road? They daily see many beggars on streets. I cannot stand such treatment. My friend Veeranjaneyulu is a pauper now. Offering one-rupee coin to a beggar is easy but begging for one lakh rupees from familiar or unfamiliar ones when we are bankrupt is an ordeal. People with self-respect cannot pass this tough test. Lord Krishna enjoys watching my role of a beggar. He neither kills me nor helps me live happily. Spent browsing Internet at Global View Internet café by Shivam Road for two hours. Chatted online with Parisha in Iran. Had offered parcel lunch in KSS Hostel by 3:30. Returned to our abode by 5:00. Had snacks worth 10 rupees for supper. Listened to Telugu cine songs on my Walkman for one hour. Went to sleep by 10:30.
18 January (Friday)
Woke up by 7:00. Spent reading today’s dailies for one hour. Kiran dropped me at Ashok Bhupal Chambers building by 9:30. Took a bus, an auto rickshaw and reached the abode of my friend Veeru at Jubilee Hills by 11:30. I lost one hour’s time waiting for a bus. Many are travelling hanging on footboards. It was the situation in 2000 also when I entered University of Hyderabad. When a government is run by billionaires to benefit millionaires, the common cannot live happily. Now Veeru is looking for an old Maruti Gypsy to buy. We searched on some websites. He wants to buy one which costs below one lakh rupees. We could not find a good vehicle at this rate in Hyderabad. Took leave of him and reached Jubilee Hills Check Post by 7:00. All city buses going to Secunderabad were packed densely. I lost 90 minutes waiting for a city bus to board. Hired an auto rickshaw along with another passenger by 8:30. Reached the office of Thoran Technologies & Services Pvt. Ltd. at Vikrampuri by 9:00. It’s an IT recruitment firm with main office in the USA. They want somebody to do their writing and editing related works. Spent talking with its vice president Srinivasa Rao for half an hour. It was like casual talk between two friends. I am waiting for an interview with Google in Hyderabad. Told him that I can work full-time or part-time for them once my Google’s selection process is over. He agreed to that proposal. He paid me 50 rupees, the money I spent to hire an auto rickshaw and reach their office. He told his office boy to drop me at our abode in Old Bowenpally on bike. Had curd worth 10 rupees for my supper. My hair and face turned pale. Air pollution in twin cities made them so. Went to sleep by 11:00.
19 January (Saturday)
Woke up by 6:00. Spent reading today’s dailies for one hour. There is invitation for love poetry in Telugu by the folks of Eenadu on the occasion of coming Valentine’s Day. It is a platform for young lovers to express their love powerfully to their dear ones on this occasion. I wrote eight lines of love poetry in Telugu minding my goddess Srijana. She is heart and soul of my earthly existence hereafter. Hope this piece of poetry would be published in this classic Telugu daily. In this poetry, I described how I neglected many beauties that pursued me and started running after Srijana seeing her one evening by seashore. Dropped this postcard in a nearby postbox. Spent most of my time within our abode. Had a plate of rice in SSK Hotel by 1:30. He increased its price from 18 rupees to 20 rupees on the occasion of New Year. There is no corresponding improvement in the quality or quantity of food served. Spent browsing Internet at a nearby Internet café from 5:30 to 6:30. Bought a copy of Telugu weekly Swati and spent reading it for 30 minutes. Went out and bought potato snacks for 14 rupees for my supper. Meanwhile my friend Srinu came from Madhapur. My sweetheart Srijana talked with me over cellphone from 8:00 to 8:30. She spent Sankranti holidays at the house of her maternal grandparents in Viswanadhapuram among her close cousins and relatives. She said that her annual exams would be held from the 1st of March. Advised her to prepare well for those exams. She is yet to start her preparation. May Lord Krishna guide us kindly. I am desperately waiting to join Google. May all gods and goddesses bless me and Srijana. Went to sleep by 10:30 for my dreams.
20 January (Sunday)
Woke up by 6:30. Spent reading today’s dailies for one hour. By 9:30 my friend Srinu and I started to Kompally. We wanted to buy tickets for a matinee show at Cine Planet Multiplex there. We walked for about four kilometers in this process there. We got off city bus a little before our expected bus stop. We went there walking via Byrraju Foundation. We saw the Telugu film “Vaana” directed by M S Raju. I liked the background score, songs and story. It is a good film. The hero cannot marry the heroine in the climax also. I liked it. It happens in reality also. Sensitive and sincere lovers cannot marry their sweethearts in many cases. Love is great. Sacrifice is immortal. It is the message of this film. Kiran joined us by 2:00. We had two plates of Vegetable Biryani. It was oily. Most of the costly foods and beverages available at stores now are either harmful or useless to users. In the name of prestige and fashion, youth are consuming these items crazily. We three saw the Telugu film “Pourudu” of Sumant and Kajal Agarwal in the matinee show. It is good. We returned to our abode by 5:30. My high school classmate Karanam Nanaji called me up from Ramayyapatnam by 8:00. We pursued our eighth standard for about 100 days at Z P High School at Darlapudi in 1990. I begged him to get me a photo of my goddess Lakshmi after her marriage in 1996. He could not do it for me. Told him to get out of my friendship. We remained like aliens for all these years. He restored that broken bond today taking this initiative. Felt happy about it. He is going to Kuwait soon as a fitter to earn money. Then only a girl may marry him. Now I should try for the photo of Lakshmi through my darling Srijana. Can she be that good? They are all gopikas arranged by my Lord Krishna to teach me the essence of love and admiration. Kiran and I had supper by 9:30. Went to sleep by 10:30.
21 January (Monday)
Woke up by 6:45. Spent reading today’s dailies for one hour. Spent most of the day within our abode. Afternoon spent browsing Internet for two hours at an Internet café. Spent talking with my brother Sambha from 7:30 to 8:00. He booked a photographer, a videographer, drummers, lightmen and related services for my marriage with Srijana soon. He advised me not to look for any kind of assistance from my parents, in-laws or others after my marriage. I have to save money and take care of myself. It has been his experience after his marriage with Kranti. My mother told me that parents of some girls are expressing regrets now because they did not approach us earlier fearing that we expect lakhs of rupees from them in the form of dowry and other formalities. I am disgusted with hypocrisy of this society. Thereafter Srijana, her brother Vamsy and her father Rama Raju talked with me. Vamsy is trying for a job at international airport in Hyderabad, which starts functioning from this March. Today Srijana knew that her annual exams would be held from 20 March to 10 April. According to our customs, newly married couple should spend three days and nights at the house of bridegroom and then at the house of bride soon after their marriage. It would not be possible for us because she has exams during that time. Srijana innocently proposed the postponement of our marriage to resolve this problem. It is impossible. She does not like to send me away on the day after our marriage going against our tradition. I decided to do it considering her exams. I waited for her for 30 years. Ten or twenty days won’t be an issue for me. Went to sleep by 1:00 for my dreams.
22 January (Tuesday)
Woke up by 6:30. Spent most of the day within our abode reading today’s dailies. Spent browsing Internet at a nearby Internet café from 3:45 to 6:45. Typed out a blog titled “My Brother Chiranjeevi is Coming” and posted it on my blog site by 6:30. I want to meet Telugu film actor Chiranjeevi after the publication of my 12 books. I read in a local Telugu daily recently about the intention of Chiranjeevi to announce his political entry on this Republic Day of India. In this blog, I wrote about the predicament of the common in India today. People are completely disgusted with corruption and unrest being created and perpetrated due to ineffectiveness of judiciary and exploitation by elected representatives. Most of the present politicians are there for power and fame. Honest and dedicated public service is their last priority. This system must be changed. Chiranjeevi earned fame and money as a film actor so far. He need not exploit the common for them. The purpose of his entry into politics may be to do selfless service to people. Millions of his fans and well-wishers help him on this journey. A leader must be ideal to bring change in a society with the support of great people following him. I consider Chiranjeevi a good person. He can change the fate of this state if he becomes the chief minister. Good people must be encouraged by all. This blog serves this purpose. My darling Srijana talked with me from 8:59 to 9:16. Asked her if she could get our marriage date postponed. She avoided talking about that point altogether. When asked her how much she loves me, she said that she loves me a little. She has to write her computer course related records this night. It takes five hours for her to complete this work. She must do it. A beauty is missing her sleep due to her love for education. This night is blessed to witness her beauty. Went to sleep by 10:00.
23 January (Wednesday)
Woke up by 5:00. Spent most of the day within our abode reading today’s dailies and resting on mattress. It was cloudy today. Found the sky beautiful and weather cool. Had a plate of rice in SSK Hotel for 20 rupees by 2:00. Spent browsing Internet at a nearby Internet café for one hour. By 8:30 had two chapatis and bought 250 grams of grapes. I had to wash them for 10 times to get rid of the pesticide residue on them. My friend Karanam Nanaji of Ramayyapatnam talked with me this evening for 35 minutes. He asked me if I had intimacy with any female till now. He knows that I loved girls. For many perverts in the present society, love means sex also. I pitied his standards. He also told me that he observed me in quite common clothes whenever I went there. This comment is acceptable. I did not accord much importance to clothes I wore. I like to change this aspect soon. I have Srijana now to identify my handsomeness. He also said that Lakshmi did not have children till now. She got a problem in her body. She recently came to this village to celebrate Sankranthi along with her parents and sisters. Her father is still going to the abode of his concubine. He is such a dirty dog. Asked him if he can get me a photo of Lakshmi. He remarked that one should not hang on with one’s past love. I pitied his understanding of love. It is a vital force in one’s heart. Let it shine till one’s last breath. Night talked with my goddess Srijana for 20 minutes. Today she got timetable for her annual exams in March. She said that she does not help her mother in domestic chores. She added that she is an average student. I too have been the same. She was watching television when talking with me. Went to sleep by 11:00.
24 January (Thursday)
Woke up by 5:00. Spent reading today’s dailies for half an hour. Kiran and I went out on his bike by 9:00. We reached Manjeera Boys Hostel at Kachiguda by 9:40. He borrowed 2000 rupees from his friend there and lent me 500 rupees. He dropped me at Saradhi Studios in Ameerpet by 10:30 on his way to his client’s office. Thence took an auto rickshaw and reached the abode of my friend Veeranjaneyulu by 11:00. Veeru was busy giving final touches to some of his paintings to be moved to Chithramayee in State Art Gallery at Madhapur. It will be his first solo exhibition of paintings in a gallery. It is scheduled to be inaugurated by K Nagendra Babu, a younger brother of Telugu film actor Chiranjeevi. Veeru sent invitations to about 150 familiar ones. He will put about 30 Tanjore and oil paintings on show. It would be on for 10 days. His friends moved his paintings to this art gallery in a hired vehicle. Many of these paintings to be exhibited there were already sold to others. This exhibition is to allow outsiders to know him as an artist. Most of these works are reproductions. He does not write his name on them. He wants to do original paintings featuring his dream girl. That’s how he wants to be identified as an artist by others. His aim as an artist is to live for some years even after his departure from this materialistic world. I spent there browsing Internet for some time. Had my lunch by 2:30 along with Veeru. Now I am in depression. I am looking like a beggar on street. My presence at his exhibition does not make any difference. I pity my state now. Took leave of him and reached Secunderabad by 5:00. Bought one kilo of grapes for 20 rupees at a pushcart opposite railway station. Took another bus and reached our abode by 6:00. Had a plate of chapatis for 12 rupees for my supper. It was cloudy today. My goddess Srijana could not talk with me today. Waited for her phone call for one hour. Went to sleep by 11:00.
25 January (Friday)
Woke up by 5:00. Spent reading today’s dailies for two hours. Took a head bath by 10:00. Rested for one hour. This morning told my cousin Kiran not to take out a personal loan for me from a bank. Morning read in Eenadu that interest rate would be 18 to 24 percent for personal loans. It means I have to pay about 24000 rupees as interest for one lakh rupees for two years. I don’t like to allow a public or private bank to exploit me like this. Spent browsing Internet at an Internet café for two hours after having my lunch. Called up the job consultancy in Bangalore and knew that there was no feedback from the folks of Google in Hyderabad regarding my interview. My friend Rajani came by 4:00 along with his business associate. I cried before them explaining my predicament. Asked him if he knows any industrialist or film personality in our community whom I can approach to beg for money. He remarked that nobody gives me one lakh rupees out of pity but 2000 rupees or so at the most. He said that a man should not cry like a woman. Shedding tears remembering problems is the characteristic of a woman. I wondered at his interpretation of my situation. Went to Secunderabad railway station by 5:30. Waited for two hours aimlessly sitting on a bench there. Janmabhoomi Express arrived by 8:40. My familiar ones from Gollalagunta came by it. Felt happy seeing them. My cousin Anantha Lakshmi sent two kinds of homemade snacks for me. They left for the ashram of Sri Ramchandra Mission at village Thumukunta by a special bus. Came back to Old Bowenpally by 9:30. Had a plate of rice in SSK Hotel by 9:45. Spent talking with Kiran for some time. Went to sleep by 11:45.
26 January (Saturday)
Woke up by 5:00. Spent most of the day within our abode reading today’s dailies. Spent at Vijaya Cyber Cafe from 10:00 to 2:00 browsing Internet and typing out a blog titled “A Test to you all Real Indians”. This blog discusses my present situation. The main character is Sowais Deepankur. When one is surrounded by many bad things, one loses one’s value from the perspectives of others. Then one is just like an entity. A sensitive person lives in such state when confronted by unfavorable circumstances. I did not like to reveal my name in this blog. Now my goddess Srijana Devi is psychologically associated with my life. Marriage is a social ceremony. My blog readers develop pity for her if I present it as my story. A good husband should not introduce his extraordinary wife to others in a wrong context. Srijana is a princess in my life. I like to see her like a great person of beauty and value always. God sent man into this world expecting him to serve a woman like a servant or admirer. He has to seek fulfillment in his life earning a great place in her heart before he deserts the stage. How many in this world would be as lucky as I am to get a wife like Srijana Devi? There are many persons like me in India now. I want to educate my blog readers about difficulties in human life. Since I am in troubles now, I can draw the picture of sorrow perfectly with my letters now. There is difference between writing a sad story and experiencing it. Learning lessons in life makes one profound than teaching lessons in a school. Man should be patient when in adversity to understand life better. Time resolves many problems in one’s life. God tests good humans frequently to reform them. They should share their real experiences and rich dreams with others. Creative expression is their reliable tool for social reformation. Went to sleep by 10:00.
27 January (Sunday)
Woke up by 5:00. Spent reading today’s dailies for half an hour. Took a city bus and reached Secunderabad by 10:00. Thence took another city bus and reached village Thumukunta by 11:30. Walked upwards for 10 minutes and reached the ashram of Sri Ramchandra Mission by 12:00. My friend Nani of Gollalagunta and my cousin Murali came to entrance to receive me. Now this spiritual organization is being run under the guidance of Shri Parthasarathi Rajagopalachari. Its head office is in Chennai. Its branches are in many parts of India and abroad. They don’t advocate belief in or worship of gods or goddesses. They profess internal purification of man through meditation and reformation. Simple living, great thoughts and refined behavior are their core values. We find preceptors and practitioners there. Their objectives are preaching and practicing their methods of self-reformation every day. About 2,00,000 followers are associated with this spiritual organization now. Many join it for joys of sociability and occasional travel. No cult thrives without publicity and money. Shri Ramchandra Mission focused on it. They bought much land in many parts of India. Followers buy those plots of land individually and develop residential areas around their regional ashrams. About 7000 followers attended this three-day event under the supervision of their beloved master. Had my lunch there, after standing in a queue for some time, by 2:00. Met my Intermediate Telugu Lecturer Yandamoori Narasimha Murthy there. He shun his materialistic entanglements six years ago and joined this cult. Felt very happy to see him after a long time. Took his cellphone number. Spent most of the day happily, talking with my familiar ones from Gollalagunta. I like this ashram. Came back to our abode by 8:15. Talked with my goddess Srijana for 10 minutes. Went to sleep by 12:00.
28 January (Monday)
Woke up by 6:00. Spent most of my time within our abode reading today’s dailies and resting on mattress. Spent browsing Internet at an Internet café from 11:00 to 1:00. Sent two important emails to two persons. One is to Srinivasa Rao of Thoran Technologies asking him to give me a job in that company. The other email is to the folks of Alphaeus HR in Bangalore. I wrote them about my previous experience with the scoundrels of Google at Hyderabad. They have billions of dollars. So, job seekers look like beggars to them now. They take months to recruit a candidate. Beggars must wait for alms. Donors intentionally delay it because they have to maintain such status and image. When Google collapses, its founders and employees also turn into beggars. Corporate culture means strategic public exploitation and systematized internal enjoyment. I hate these corporate companies and their dirty policies and practices. Since I am a beggar now, I have to join a good company. A good company means one that can pay me good amount of salary in time. A beggar is supposed to preach virtues but practice vice. In fact, I am trying to join a bad company because they exploit their clients in the best way possible. I developed hatred for people representing Google because they are crazy dogs and unethical bitches. They earn money through useless online ads. Advertising means filth filled with hype and lies. An intelligent consumer never buys any product because of seeing, listening to or being influenced by an ad. When he needs something, he enquires about it and goes to the related place to buy one from many alternatives available there. Online advertising is the biggest gambling industry in the world now. Google’s success secrets lie in their competence in cheating many worldwide. A beggar should not question the moral standards of a company when he is approaching it with a bowl in his hands. Lord Krishna made me a beggar. Went to sleep by 10:30.
29 January (Tuesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Spent reading today’s dailies for half an hour. Took two city buses and reached Shivam Road by 10:00. Spent browsing Internet at Global View Internet café for one hour. Deleted the photos of film actresses from my Flickr photo site. Made my blog site invisible to others. It is not helping me financially when I am in difficulties. I cannot concentrate on it in this situation. I will disclose it when I am balanced. Also revised my CV posted on four job portals. Deleted the information given in the second page of this CV. This part presents me as a person to employers. They want machines to work for them. The first page presents my address, qualifications and work experience. This information is enough for employers. They want their business to flourish day by day and thus earn lots of money and fame. They are not interested in my character. Every job seeker is like a beggar in the present employment market. Very few like to appreciate the character of a beggar. Spent talking with my familiar ones at KSS Hostel for three hours. Took two city buses and returned to our abode by 5:00. Spent talking with my sister-in-law Sandhya Raji and my brothers Sambha and Srinivas for about 90 minutes over my cellphone. Told them about the kind of life I am going to lead after my marriage. I decided not to take anything earned by my father. It must be a life of self-reliance, not being subjected to anybody’s authority on me. My sister-in-law Sandhya Rani cried listening to my words of pain and conviction. Talked with Srijana for 20 minutes. I am trying to be loved by her. She is a source of inspiration for me. I am her servant and admirer. Went to sleep by 11:30 for my dreams.
30 January (Wednesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Spent reading today’s dailies for one hour. Spent most of the day within our abode. Spent browsing Internet at a nearby Internet café for two hours. Had my lunch in SSK Hotel by 2:00. By 4:30 got a phone call from the HR executive of Digital Nirvana at Nagarjuna Circle. They are looking for an editor. She told me to attend an interview tomorrow in their office. By 6:00 took a city bus and got off it at a point before Paradise Circle. Enquired one by the road and started walking. Had two glasses of sugarcane juice at an outlet for 10 rupees. Reached the office of Thoran Technologies & Services Pvt. Ltd. at Vikrampuri, opposite Apollo Hospital, by 7:00. Waited outside for some time. Entered it by 7:30. Went there to finalize the matter of my job, talking with its vice president Srinivasa Rao. He came by 8:00. He kept me waiting outside for half an hour. I did not mind it. I am not busy now. We spent talking for one hour in his room. It was like a casual talk between two friends. He is a gentleman. He explained me what he is expecting from me as a content writer in their company. Then we touched the point of my salary. I asked for 26000 rupees per month. He told me to put it at 25000 rupees. I agreed to it. I can work at home during daytime. They work at night in tune to USA timings. I need not waste my time waiting for buses and travelling in them breathing polluted air in twin cities. Above all, I can spend more time with my darling Srijana. I have been waiting for these days for the last 15 years. My Lord Krishna blessed me with this job after subjecting me to many tests. I learnt lessons. Their office boy dropped me at our abode by 10:00 on a bike. I am very happy. Went to sleep by 11:00 for my dreams.
31 January (Thursday)
Woke up by 5:00. Last night I could not sleep well. It has been the case for many days now. Endless flow of thoughts is making me sleepless. I regret being a light sleeper. Hope I can come out of it after Srijana’s real entry into my life. It has been a life of lovesickness and self-pity for years. Srijana is my savior. My cousin Kiran dropped me at the building of Maithrivanam in Ameerpet by 10:00 on his bike on his way to their client’s office. Took the lift of a biker and reached Punjagutta Crossroads by 10:10. Walked towards Nagarjuna Circle. Had a glass of orange juice for 10 rupees at a pushcart at Nagarjuna Hills. The office of Digital Nirvana is in the third floor of SMR House building. Waited in the reception for 10 minutes. Did a written test for 45 minutes. Summarizing two published news reports, writing two articles on two topics and doing a crossword constituted this test. I could not do crossword because I never did it earlier. My vocabulary is poor. I wrote it all on sheets of white paper. I could not do it well. They told me that they would get back to me later. Spent at the abode of Veeru from 1:00 to 4:30. Took two city buses and reached Old Bowenpally by 6:00. Morning I told my brothers and my father-in-law Rama Raju that I got a job with Thoran Technologies. Asked my teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju to lend me 1,00,000 rupees. He promised that he would help me out. He said that he is fearing God now. I understood that he is finding faults with his life and thoughts now. It happens when one crosses 55. Spent talking with my goddess Srijana from 9:50 to 10:10. Her voice heals me. That melody soothes me. Went to sleep by 11:00 for my dreams.
1 February (Friday)
Woke up by 6:00. Spent reading Eenadu for half an hour. Took a city bus and reached BHEL Colony bus stop by 11:00. Paid 773 rupees at a nearby Reliance communications outlet towards my cellphone bill for the month of January. It is the highest amount of bill I am paying after buying this handset. Last month I talked much with my darling Srijana and others. I have to spend this much for such joy in my life. Thence took another city bus and got off at Narne Estates Junction. Walked towards main road at Vikrampuri. Walked along the road there and scanned the shops and other outlets there beside the road. Entered the office of Thoran Technologies by 11:40. This is my first working day in this office as a full-time content writer. Had my lunch in Hotel Trupthi by 3:00. It’s about half a kilometer from our office. I had 12 rupees in the form of coins in my pocket after paying 27 rupees for a plate of rice there. Today I scanned the website www.gtras.com and typed out a report on its features and look. I have to improve its content and advise them on its betterment in other ways. Vice President G Srinivasa Rao came to the office by 7:30. Discussed my job with him for 20 minutes. Filled in a form at HR section. They told me to bring the photocopies of my educational certificates, work experience and salary. The office boy dropped me at our abode by 9:00 on the office bike. Kiran got his salary today. He took me and our friend Srinivas to a nearby restaurant and gave a party of food and soft drinks spending 450 rupees. The soup, chicken and mutton curries were tasty. We enjoyed it. It was very cold outside. Breezes chased us when we were coming back. Kiran lent me 3500 rupees by 10:30 withdrawing his money from an ATM Centre of ICICI Bank there. Went to sleep by 12:00.
2 February (Saturday)
Woke up by 6:00. Spent most of the day within our abode. By 6:30, Kiran, our friend Srinivas and I reached Secunderabad railway station. Sattibabu, the bosom friend of my teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju of Jaggampeta, came by Godavari Express. Srinivas and his father Sattibabu left for the house of their relatives at Maula Ali. Kiran and I came back to our abode by 7:30. Sattibabu brought papayas and sugarcane sticks for us. He is known as an intelligent and active farmer in and around his village Veeravaram near Jaggampeta. He reads books on agriculture and grows profitable crops on his farms. There is no failure of crops in his farms for the last 15 years ever since he entered this field. He increased his agricultural land to about 20 acres during the last 10 years, which costs about three crore rupees now. He led difficult life since his childhood. He does not like his son and other descendants being poor like him. He spends money to meet his basic needs as a common man of India. He wants to buy a car soon to experience the notions of joy after years of hard work as a farmer. He believes in and practices self-reliance. He is a jewel of India. India needs such achievers in all fields of development. Cricket is a stain on the map of India. Many became irresponsible and undisciplined being enticed by this evil game. Evening talked with Sandhya Rani, my brother Srinivas, my father-in-law Rama Raju, my brother-in-law Vamsy and Srijana. Srijana is going to her college even on Saturday and Sunday. I advised her to prepare well for her annual exams in March. She is a gopika. Lord Krishna makes her happy and beautiful. I want to keep her away from my parents and their house in Peda Gummuluru. It is a filthy ditch of orthodoxy and polluted minds. They are creatures of outdated Indian culture. Went to sleep by 11:00 all alone.
3 February (Sunday)
Woke up by 6:00. Took a city bus and reached Secunderabad railway station by 8:30. They changed the number of Godavari Express from 7007 to 2727. There are chairs for passengers to sit while waiting to reserve tickets at counters. Earlier we had to stand in long queues for it. With privatization at work, even public sector units are trying to attract customers through customer-centric services. I got two sleeper class tickets reserved for me. I will start to my home in the evening on 21 March and start back to Hyderabad in the morning on 25 March. I lost interest in everything earned and owned by my father Venkatapathi Raju. Since he is my father, according to the norms of society, I have to permit him to conduct the ceremony of my marriage under the guidance of our family priest. I like exchange of garlands for marriage. Srijana does not approve this kind of ideal and simple marriage. She is a victim of Indian culture like many Indian girls in conservative societies. I have to educate her a lot after marriage. Came back to our abode by 11:00. Kiran and I had a papaya by 12:30. We felt heavy. Spent reading Eenadu for three hours. Rested for about two hours. When one’s mind is very disturbed, one should try to close one’s eyes and rest. Evening talked with my teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju. He said that he would arrange 80,000 rupees for me at a monthly interest rate of two rupees for 100 rupees. So, I have to repay 1,00,000 rupees with interest doing my job. I borrowed 23,000 rupees from my cousin Kiran so far. It would be deducted from 1,00,000 rupees being arranged by this teacher uncle. I have to lend 30,000 rupees to my father-in-law Rama Raju from it. Went to sleep by 12:00.
4 February (Monday)
Woke up by 5:30. My cousin Raghupati came by 6:30. He came from Bhimavaram by a bus. His younger brother Kiran brought him here on his bike. Now he is working in the USA as a software engineer on contract basis. He came to India to spend here for some days. He rested for one hour. Spent talking with him about the present society for half an hour. Both of us took a city bus and reached Secunderabad by 10:30. We had breakfast in Hotel Padmaja. I asked him about the conditions in the USA. It is a safer, wealthier and more beautiful country than India. Girls and women can live happily unlike in India. Police are reliable and act fast. There is no question of dusty and dirty roads. Many Americans are fair in their behavior and dealings with others. They like honesty, time management and hard work. For them, weekends are for enjoyment only. The salaries paid to the American employees are less than those paid to the Indian employees. For them, today is more important than yesterday or tomorrow. I liked the USA described by him. We went to our office by 11:45. He wanted to see it. He found it small and beautiful. He left it by 12:00. Today I worked for eight hours without taking a break. Today I scanned a company website and prepared a report on its features and overall look. Submitted the required photocopies of my certificates to our HR executive by 9:00. Talked with Srinivasa Rao for 10 minutes about today’s work. Evening my mother talked with me. She told me to take leave for 10 days for my marriage. Told her that it is not possible. Actually I lost interest in staying at our house. Had my supper in SSK Hotel by 9:30. I am becoming mechanical again. A jobholder is a machine. May Lord Krishna bless me. Went to sleep by 10:00 for my dreams.
5 February (Tuesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Cut a ripe papaya nicely and put those pieces in two plastic dishes for Kiran and Raghupati to have later. Took a city bus and reached Secunderabad by 8:00. Thence took another city bus and reached Shivam Road by 8:30. Deposited 1000 rupees at the ATM Centre of HDFC Bank by Shivam Temple. I could not maintain even minimum balance in this savings account for the last two years or so. This measure is to remind the bank authorities that I am still alive and that I like my association with their bank. Thence walked down and entered the ATM Centre of Axis Bank. There were no deposit envelopes in the shelves there. Cursed the fellows and started walking towards Windsor Plaza building by Vegetable Market at Nallakunta where there is another ATM Centre of this bank. Had a plate of Masala Dosa at an eatery on the way near Vidya Nagar railway station. Deposited 1000 rupees to be credited to this savings bank account. Could not get a city bus waiting for it for 30 minutes opposite Hotel Annapurna. Walked up to VST bus stop. Took two city buses and reached our office at Vikrampuri. Spent reading Eenadu for 15 minutes sitting in the office. Worked in it from 11:00 to 8:00. Afternoon had two packets of biscuits for my lunch. Today I visited nine websites and prepared a report on their overall look and features. Srijana talked with me for three minutes when I was waiting for a bus at Gunrock Enclave. She has got a bad cold. Came back to our abode by 9:00. Had a plate of rice in SSK Hotel by 9:20 watching the television there. It is cold outside. This is a good season for young and passionate lovers. Srijana is yet to join me. Went to sleep by 10:30.
6 February (Wednesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Spent reading Eenadu for 20 minutes. Did exercises for 15 minutes. There is two kilos of excess fat in my abdomen. It developed one year ago because of eating much fatty food. I could not get rid of it till now. Waist size increased to 34 inches from 32. The pants I am wearing now are showing this difference in my weight gain. My marriage date is nearing. I have to sit semi-nakedly before the attendees in the ceremony of my Upanayanam. I don’t like exposing my ugly look there. Srijana likes her husband being slim and smart. Took a city bus and got off it at some point. I took a wrong bus. Hired an auto rickshaw and reached our office in time. By 2:30 bought 200 grams of grapes and a pack of cream biscuits for my lunch. Enquired my female colleague about good degree colleges at Dilsukh Nagar. She advised me to consider Ideal College and Annie Besant College. This enquiry is for Srijana. Today I prepared a 10-page report on how to improve our company website www.gtras.com. Spent talking with Srinivasa Rao from 8:00 to 9:00 about this website development. Walked back fast to the bus stop at Gunrock Enclave by Mud Fort. Waited for a bus for 45 minutes. Had a plate of rice for 20 rupees in SSK Hotel. Today my eyes became weak. I fed this body like a pig does for years. I punished it this morning doing exercises. Minor pains developed. It’s my body’s reaction to my attack on it today. This morning my father-in-law Rama Raju talked with me from village K O Mallavaram. He and my mother-in-law Satya Venkata Saraswati Devi are moving to Viswanadhapuram. The parents of a bride would have much work to do for her marriage. Went to sleep by 11:30 for my dreams.
7 February (Thursday)
Woke up by 6:00. Did exercises for 15 minutes. Went out to take a city bus by 10:00. Took a bus but knew that it does not go via Mud Fort. Got off it at Hasmatpet and had a plate of Upma for eight rupees. Took a bus by 10:30 and knew that it goes via Sikh Village. Got off it by 10:40 and hired an auto rickshaw for 20 rupees up to Vikrampuri. He took me through a short cut and dropped me there by 10:50. The distance between our rented abode and my office must be about five kilometers. If I get a right bus and walk fast from Gunrock Enclave, I can reach there in 20 minutes’ time. In India, public sector is known for lack of time management. Many lose most of their valuable time travelling by buses or trains. Had two packs of biscuits for my lunch. Today I prepared the final draft for the development of our company website www.gtras.com. This morning Askari Jaffer chatted online with me through Google Talk. Now she is working as a sub editor with the English weekly Deccan Post. She told me to send my short stories for publication in that English weekly. Afternoon opened my blog site to be seen by anybody like it has been earlier. I am happy now because I got a job. Let others also enjoy reading my blogs. Today I got a phone call from an executive of TATA Consultancy Services in Hyderabad. They are looking for a content writer. Came back to our abode by 8:25. Had a plate of rice in SSK Hotel by 8:45. Bought a copy of Eenadu and spent reading it for 20 minutes. Today Kiran also came back early from his office. Now I am trying not to spend more than 50 rupees a day. I need six months’ time to recover myself financially. Lord Krishna is with me. Went to sleep by 10:20.
8 February (Friday)
Woke up by 6:00. Spent reading Eenadu for 20 minutes. Took a city bus by 9:45 and got off it at a junction before Sikh Village bus stop. Walked a kilometer via Gunrock Enclave Circle and reached our office by 10:30. Bought two sweet food items in Ratnadeep Supermarket for 16 rupees beside our office. Today I worked in our office from 11:00 to 9:00. Prepared a two-page brochure about GTRAS company depending on the print material given to me. Also collected useful and insightful information on things related to website development from wikipedia and other online sources. Converted them into PDF files. It is reference material for a content writer. Afternoon bought snacks for 16 rupees from Ratnadeep Supermarket. Morning changed some settings on my blog site. Some images I attached earlier to a few short stories are semi-naked. Hence I activated the “Adult Content” message feature on it. Thereafter, when I visited my blog site, a content warning message appeared. The information given there was so misleading that I thought somebody complained against me considering my content as ‘Objectionable Content’. Immediately typed out a two-page blog titled “Attention my Blog Readers” and posted it there. In that statement, I clarified all what I am as a blogger and why I write blogs like that. Evening deleted this blog and deactivated that adult content warning feature because nobody complained against me. It was my mistake. Evening typed out and sent a two-page email to Deepthi about my job and marriage related things. She is my metaphysical friend. I feel relieved when I share something crucial with her by email. She does not reply to me. I stopped looking for replies from this creature. Had a plate of rice in SSK Hotel by 10:00. Read Eenadu for half an hour. Went to sleep by 11:00 for my dreams.
9 February (Saturday)
Woke up by 6:00. Spent reading Eenadu for two hours. Kiran dropped me at Diamond Point near Sikh Village by 10:00 on his way to the office in Secunderabad. Bought a cloth for 160 rupees to get a pair of trousers stitched for me at a tailor. Also bought a white vest for 40 rupees for me. Took a city bus and returned to Old Bowenpally by 11:00. Went to a nearby tailoring shop to order stitching. I stopped going to tailors for stitching work about 10 years ago. I am mostly buying and wearing readymade clothes. This time it is my marriage. I did not wear attractive clothes till now because no girl loved me. Now I have a girl to appreciate my look. He is charging 120 rupees to stitch a pair of trousers. Gave him 100 rupees as advance. Told him to make it as tight as possible. I don’t like my clothes looking loose. This white vest and pair of trousers are to be combined with a readymade shirt I bought six months ago. I will wear this pair of new clothes soon when the parents of Srijana come to Hyderabad to buy clothes for her. Raghupati, the eldest brother of Kiran, came from Jaggampeta by 4:00. This night he leaves for the USA by a flight from the airport at Begumpet. First wanted to see him off at the airport along with Kiran. Later changed my mind. My presence does not make a difference at the airport for him. Kiran is the best fit there. Took two city buses and reached the rented abode of my cousin Murali at Self Finance Colony in Vanasthalipuram by 7:30. Murali returned from his office by 8:00. We spent talking among ourselves for two hours. His parents and relatives are worried about his delaying his marriage. Went to sleep by 11:00 for my dreams.
10 February (Sunday)
Woke up by 5:00. Went to NGO Colony bus stop by 6:30 and bought a copy of Eenadu. Spent reading it for one hour. By 9:00 had a plate of idlies prepared by Rajeswari, the mother of Murali. She is an expert cook. By 9:30, Murali, his brother Bala and I stepped out of their abode. We walked for about five kilometers through the streets in and around Self Finance Colony and Vaidehi Nagar searching for portions and independent abodes to rent in one for me. We found five two-bedroomed portions ranging from 2000 rupees to 4500 rupees monthly rent. I will finalize one in two weeks’ time. The floor and interiors of a portion must be new and decent for me. Bathrooms and toilets must be neat and spacious. Ventilation is very important. We reached the temple of Lord Ganesh by 11:30. Today my parents and the parents of Srijana started our marriage related works auspiciously at their respective houses. My mother told me to go to a temple and break a coconut on this occasion. I folded my palms and prayed Him for five seconds. I stopped going to temples when I realized that God does not like actors. He loves good people. I am not a bad boy. He blesses me always. We enquired about the prices of some wooden cots, dining tables, chairs and wardrobes at the nearby furniture stores for half an hour. Thence we walked to cinema Sampoorna. We saw Telugu film “Krishnaarjuna” from 12:15 to 3:00 in it. The role of Nagarjuna is amazing in this film. I liked it a lot. Returned to our abode by 4:30. Had a glass of sugarcane juice and a glass of milk after one hour. Talked with my mother, my brother Sambha, my sister-in-law Sandhya Rani and my father-in-law Rama Raju over my cellphone. Had my supper in SSK Hotel by 8:30. Talked with Kiran for three hours. Went to sleep by 11:30.
11 February (Monday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Did exercises for 20 minutes. Rested for one hour. It was raining outside. Went out and got a plate of breakfast packed at SSK Hotel by 9:40. Took a city bus and got off it at Mud Fort by 10:10. Walked a little and reached our office by 10:20. Today I edited the content of handbook of GTRAS meant to be given to their employees in the USA. Samir called me from the office of TCS in Hyderabad twice and scheduled a written test for me tomorrow morning at their office in Madhapur. I enjoy this game. There is much to play for me with these corporate companies in India. Evening my father-in-law Rama Raju and Srijana talked with me for 15 minutes. They are much disturbed about my decision of returning to Hyderabad in the evening on the day after my marriage. Told them that there won’t be change in my decision. I don’t like staying at the house of my father with Srijana. He is a venomous creature of money and superstitions. That air should not blow across the body of Srijana for long. I have been bearing it for the last 31 years. Returned to our abode by 9:00. Had a plate of rice in SSK Hotel by 9:30. This morning typed out and posted a blog on my blog site. It is my appreciation of the role of Nagarjuna in Telugu film “Krishnaarjuna”. Now I am in trouble. I want Srijana to make my life happy. I observed that she is also disturbed about her studies. May Lord Krishna bless her with peace of mind and happiness. She is an innocent kid. Last night Telugu film actor Chiranjeevi visited me in my dream. He looked upset and sad. Went to sleep by 11:00.
12 February (Tuesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Took a city bus and reached Paradise Circle by 7:00. Thence took a BPO cab and reached Madhapur by 7:40. Walked towards software units layout via Cyber Towers beside Shilparamam. Had a plate of idlies for 10 rupees at an eatery there by road. Entered the security cabin at the entrance of office of TATA Consultancy Services by 7:55. A security team member gave me a set of question and answer sheets. HR executive Samir Panigrahi put it there. Filled in the personal information form first. Did a written test from 8:00 to 9:20. It has three parts. My language editing, technical writing and report writing skills were tested in it. I could not do it well. They are looking for a content writer. Handed it to that security member. He told me to wait until Samir comes. I told him that it is not possible. Took a city bus and an auto rickshaw and reached our office by 10:40. Emailed a two-page report to Samir explaining the details of my written test and providing insights useful for him as an HR executive. Today I finalized the employee handbook of GTRAS and prepared a two-page FAQs section for this website. By 2:30 had a pack of cashew biscuits and a dish. Stayed back till 10:15 discussing the development of GTRAS website with Ramakanta Rao in the USA office and Srinivasa Rao in our office. Luckily got a BPO cab at Mud Fort and returned to Old Bowenpally by 11:00. Bought a pack of fried Chicken Noodles, 10 rupees of yellow bananas and 10 rupees of curd. I spent 50 rupees for my supper failing to get a plate of rice for 20 rupees. Kiran shared noodles at my request. I don’t like eating oily foods. Helplessness prevailed. Went to sleep by 12:30.
13 February (Wednesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for half an hour. Spent listening to Telugu cine songs on my Walkman for three hours. Had a plate of rice in SSK Hotel by 2:00. Took a city bus by 6:00. Reached our office by 6:40. The shutters of the office were opened by 7:40 by our office boy. Today Srinivasa Rao was supposed to inform me when to come to the office. I was supposed to work along with a web designer to improve the content on our GTRAS company website. Srinivasa Rao did not call me up during daytime. So, I went to the office to work according to their night shift timings along with other 12 employees. Timings of night shift are from 7:30 p.m. to 4:30 a.m IST. It is to follow the USA working hours. My father-in-law Rama Raju informed me that he would come to Hyderabad in the evening on the 16th of this month along with his mother-in-law to buy clothes for his daughter Srijana Devi and other relatives. My teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju deposited 49,000 rupees into my account with Andhra Bank by 3:00 today in Peddapuram. He will send 31,000 rupees along with his son Kiran. Online money transfer is the method used by him for this transaction. Talked with Srijana for eight minutes from 8:30. She authorized me to select clothes and sarees for her, shopping along with her dear ones coming to Hyderabad soon. She is busy attending her science practicals at college. This night I finalized the GTRAS company employee handbook and content for this company website. Had my supper by 12:30. Our office management provides it every night to their employees on night shift. My eyes turned weak due to constant contact with computer screen and sleeplessness.
14 February (Thursday)
Woke up by 9:00. Last night I could not sleep well even for two hours. I think my biological clock is disturbed. I am responsible for it. Took a city bus and reached our office by 11:20. Spent reading Eenadu for 10 minutes. Today I collected information for improving the website of GTRAS. Web designer Chandu came by 8:00. Told him about the kind of website I am looking for. By 2:00 had a plate of rice in Hotel Trupthi. Afternoon called up a staff member at Andhra Bank in Somajiguda and enquired about the credit of 49,000 rupees, deposited by my teacher uncle at Peddapuram, to my savings account. He said that it was credited. I experienced how difficult it would be doing night shift jobs. The great comfort God gave man is sleep. Industrial revolution transformed man into a machine. Gradually man lost control over his life. Globalization transformed the poor in the developing countries into paid servants to those living in the developed countries. Customer service executives in India work at night, answering the calls of their rich clients in the USA. India is a beggar country. They beg from superpowers. Dust, bad roads and poor public service are its salient features. Sonia Gandhi is the biggest villain of the Congress Party in India. Young and old party activists and leaders think and behave like bonded laborers in and beyond her presence. They are suffering from the disorders of slavish mentality and lack of self-respect. When political power is in the hands of old blokes, the young cannot live happily in that country. Everybody working on night shift is a victim in this nation. Ministers and bureaucrats sleep with prostitutes at night benefitting from the facilities provided by state and central governments, which are filled with parasites and scoundrels. Went to sleep by 11:00.
15 February (Friday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Took a city bus by 10:20 and reached our office by 10:40. Today I worked from 11:00 to 8:00. Today I emailed instructions and material to our web designer Chandu for the development of our GTRAS company website. Had my lunch in Hotel Trupthi by 3:00. Went into the BATA outlet on the way to buy a pair of black shoes for me. I wanted to buy within the budget of 800 rupees. There was no even one pair at this cost. I liked a pair worth 999 rupees. I had 978 rupees only on me. Told him to keep it aside at delivery counter. Went to our office. Asked a fellow to lend me 100 rupees. He said that he neither lends nor borrows money on Fridays. Many orthodox Hindus observe this custom or superstition, the Vysya community in particular. Then asked Rajita. She could lend me 30 rupees only. These two are the employees of Sanbow Technologies. They started it four months ago. They work during daytime using the office space of Thoran Tech. Went back to the BATA outlet and took that pair of shoes paying them 999 rupees. I had eight rupees only on me. My ordinary bus ticket from Mud Fort to Old Bowenpally costs me four rupees. Returned to our abode by 7:00. Naren, the elder brother of my cousin Kiran, talked with me for 10 minutes over phone. He is a postgraduate. Now he is working as a software engineer with the TCS in Mumbai. His father selected a tenth standard-failed bride for him. He is disturbed about it. I told him that a financially insecure girl can be a great wife to a good and financially secure boy. Now many divorces are from educated and rich class of women only. Went to sleep by 10:30 for my dreams.
16 February (Saturday)
Woke up by 6:00. Did exercises for 20 minutes. Srinivas, the son of Sattibabu, the bosom friend of my teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju, came by 9:10 from Madhapur. We reached the branch of Andhra Bank at Somajiguda near Punjagutta Crossroads by 10:40 on the bike of my cousin Kiran. I withdrew 6000 rupees from my savings account with this bank by 11:20. Thence we walked to the nearby outlet of Reliance Web World. Paid them 750 rupees towards my cellphone bill for the period of 11 January to 10 February. Bought a new Reliance handset for 1300 rupees but my old cellphone number continues. Also submitted an application for the change of my postpaid plan. According to this plan, I have to pay 275 rupees as monthly rent. I can make 250 minutes worth calls to any Reliance cellphone and 250 minutes worth calls to other cellphones in Andhra Pradesh, every month, free of cost. This offer is to reduce my monthly bills. Thence we went to R S Brothers showroom at Ameerpet by 12:15. There I bought five cloth pieces for shirts, five cloth pieces for trousers and three cloth pieces for lungies. I spent 3000 rupees for it. Ordered the stitching of five pairs of clothes at Love Max Tailors there. Told him to make them as tight as possible. He told me to collect them after 10 days. One of these five pairs of clothes is a combination of white shirt and white trousers to be put on by me for my marriage as per our custom. I have to pay 1500 rupees to this tailor. We returned to our abode by 2:00. We had grape juice before starting there. We had a plate of Chicken Biryani in SSK Hotel by 3:30. From 6:30 to 9:00 spent adding my present phone numbers to my new handset. Night listened to Telugu cine songs on my Walkman for one hour. Went to sleep by 11:00.
17 February (Sunday)
Woke up by 6:00. Spent all the day within our abode. Spent reading Eenadu for two hours. Listened to Telugu cine songs for two hours. By 6:00 started to Secunderabad railway station by a bus. Kept waiting for Janmabhoomi Express from Visakhapatnam to arrive. It arrived by 7:40 on platform 2. My father-in-law Rama Raju and the maternal grandmother of Srijana came from Tuni. They brought five items of heavy luggage. I already bought three tickets for 18 rupees to Secunderabad-Serilingampally MMTS train for Serilingampally. We were waiting for that train on platform 7 talking among ourselves. Meanwhile we heard an announcement stating that our expected train had just left from platform 10. We walked to the auto rickshaw stand outside this railway station. We hired an auto rickshaw for Ashok Nagar near BHEL. We reached the rented abode of Madhavi, the maternal aunt of Srijana by 9:00. I paid 100 rupees to the driver of auto rickshaw. My father-in-law paid 50 rupees. That bugger did not have even a 50-rupee note. My father-in-law is in financial crisis now. To him, a 50-rupee note looks like a 500-rupee note now. I regretted his paying 50 rupees to him. Had my supper there by 9:30. Lent 30,200 rupees to my father-in-law. He came here to buy clothes for Srijana and other relatives. My father gave him 2500 rupees to buy clothes for Srijana. A beggar on streets is better than him. I stopped talking with him. He is a businessman. Giving more money to buy clothes for Srijana does not yield profit to him. He ceased to be a good father to me years ago. I am acting a role with him for the sake of society. Returned to our abode at Old Bowenpally by 11:45. Went to sleep by 12:30.
18 February (Monday)
Woke up by 6:00. My cousin Kiran came by 8:00 from Jaggampeta. He had just saw off his brother Naren at the airport in Begumpet for Mumbai. He brought 31,000 rupees given by his father for me. With it, the total amount of money I borrowed from this uncle is 1,00,000 rupees. I have to repay it at the earliest. I heard that Lord Venkateshwara borrowed money from Kubera to marry Padmavati. Chiranjeevi is borrowing money from his rich teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju to marry his goddess Srijana Devi. Lord Krishna appointed me to serve her like a honorary servant. I am proud of this job. Spent reading Eenadu for 20 minutes. Kiran and I moved out by 9:10 in an auto rickshaw. I got off it a kilometer away from Sikh Village. Walked towards the ATM Centre of HDFC Bank at Sikh Village. Deposited 28,000 rupees through two envelopes into my savings account with this bank. Kiran took 3000 rupees, which he lent me earlier. He has to go to the USA soon to audit the accounts of a company there on behalf of his company Ernst & Young. Thence walked and reached our office at Vikrampuri by 10:20. Had five samosaas worth 7.50 rupees for my breakfast. It is the food of a common man. Today I prepared content for our company website www.nexgenser.com. Thought of exchanging my pair of BATA shoes. That outlet was kept closed. Came back to our abode by 8:40. Had a plate of rice in SSK Hotel by 9:20. My father-in-law Rama Raju and the maternal grandmother of Srijana talked with me over phone. The maternal aunt (Madhavi) and the maternal grandmother of Srijana bought 10 sarees today for Srijana at R S Brothers showroom in Kukatpally. I told them not to buy Punjabi dress material for Srijana beyond my presence. We will do it on next Saturday. Went to sleep by 10:00.
19 February (Tuesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Did exercises for 15 minutes. Reached our office by 10:40. Today I finalized content for our company website nexgenser.com. Prepared an FAQ page for it. By 11:30 exchanged my pair of shoes at the nearby BATA outlet. They gave me another pair of shoes of that type with size 7. By 2:40 had a plate of Vegetable Biryani for 18 rupees in Hotel Trupthi near the office of Satyam. Now I stopped making calls to others from my cellphone. It is to reduce the burden of my monthly cellphone bill and be peaceful to some extent. Returned to our abode by 9:30. Had a plate of rice in SSK Hotel by 10:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. My old Reliance handset got switched off automatically by 10:20. It is not getting calls now. My new handset is playing that role now. I bought that handset on 1 December, 2006, at the Reliance outlet by Shivam Circle. I bought it to get interview calls from employers. Very few called me from my circle of friends and relatives taking initiative. It reached me the sweet voice of my darling Srijana Devi. I have no girlfriends. I saw young lovers talking for hours together on their cellphones. I am not an expert in this art. Srijana is also a learner. The soul of my old handset disappeared the moment it stopped receiving calls. The new replace the old in this mysterious world of naughty God. I like to take the photos of things and people associated with me. History is mother of the live and the dead. When we miss it or ignore it, mystery or confusion prevails. I have no camera. I am a sinner. Went to sleep by 11:00 for my dreams.
20 February (Wednesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Did exercises for 15 minutes. Kiran dropped me at Gunrock Enclave Junction by 10:20 on his way to Begumpet. Bought a pack of cream biscuits for 12 rupees at Ratnadeep Supermarket for my breakfast. These days my eyes are looking weak all the day to my depression due to doing exercises and lack of proper breakfast and lunch. Today I prepared content for the website of our company Thoran Technologies. This morning I wore my new pair of black shoes bought from the BATA outlet. They seem to be a little loose for me. By 12:30 my brother Sambha called me up from a rice farm near Peda Gummuluru. I stopped calling these living beings related to my father these days. They are businessmen. My father leads that team of artificial people. Humans are commodities there. The property and the earning capacity of a person decide his or her worth there. My innocent and helpless mother is a victim in this retail market. She has no value in monetary sense. She lives believing in Lord Shiva. My brother enquired me about my well-being. By 2:40 had a plate of chapatis in Hotel Trupthi for 18 rupees. By 5:00 my HCU artist friend Ramesh called me up. He told me that he would help me in finding apartments to rent at areas like Alwal in Secunderabad. I am not interested in Vanasthalipuram considering the distance to my office at Vikrampuri from there. I cannot pay more than 3000 rupees for a rented portion in my present situation. Returned to our abode by 8:30. Had a plate of rice in SSK Hotel by 9:15. Went to sleep by 10:30 for my dreams.
21 February (Thursday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Did exercises for 15 minutes. Took a city bus and got off it at Diamond Point by 10:20. Got a plate of puris packed there and walked to our office. It’s about one kilometer. Had my breakfast by 10:50 in our office. Today I finalized the content for our Thoran Tech company website. Collected images from Google search engine to be added to the main and subsections on this website. Prepared a useful document on interview tips for candidates in search of and trying to join jobs. Many Indians don’t follow these things. This culture of standards and formalities might be applicable and useful for those working in the USA. Had a plate of rice in Hotel Trupthi by 2:40. Bought two bottles of Rooh Afza and two tins of Rasgulla at Food World outlet by 3:15 for 346 rupees. Paid it with the meal vouchers of Ticket Restaurant. This morning my cousin Kiran gave me two booklets of Ticket Restaurant worth 1500 rupees. He must have spent about 15000 rupees for me so far indirectly. He contributed to my happiness more than my father. He is not a businessman. These sweet items are to be sent to Srijana along with her father. Came back to our abode by 9:10 in an auto rickshaw. Srijana talked with me for 20 minutes from Tuni. She told me that her maternal aunt Madhavi and her maternal grandmother bought cloth for her Punjabi dresses. She added that she does not get Punjabi dresses stitched for her according to my interest. She wants them to be loose. I like to see a beauty in tight attire. Srijana is asserting her identity and individuality. I was a little disappointed. Talked with Kiran for one hour. Went to sleep by 10:30 for my dreams.
22 February (Friday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Did exercises for 15 minutes. Took a city bus by 10:00 and reached our office by 10:20. Had the breakfast item brought from SSK Hotel. Today I collected images from Google search engine to be used on our company websites of GTRAS and Nexgenser. By 2:40 had a plate of rice in Hotel Trupthi for 23 rupees. Today there was no much presence of girls working in the nearby office of Satyam company. They must have gone home to spend with their parents this weekend. Many are choosing to go by air considering the time and distance factors. Evening my cousin Narendra Varma emailed his résumé to me asking me to improve it. He is proving great in his education at college. He recently sat GATE test. I want to see him as a happy man after studying at some Indian Institute of Technology. My uncle Rama Raju and my aunt Raja Kumari have been leading difficult lives for the last 15 years. Their eldest son Vasu joining a Vedanta company delighted them a lot. Vasu is disciplined and honest. Getting such great job without much effort shows that God guides good human beings. His mother Raja Kumari did special worship for 40 days to Lord Anjaneya requesting Him to bless her son with that job. Many conservative Indians seek fulfillment in their lives doing service to their families and worshipping God. Their financial dependence on others prompts them to approach God for solace in times of difficulty. They are symbols of endurance and sacrifice at family level. Came back to our abode by 9:15. Had a plate of rice in SSK Hotel by 10:00. Went to sleep by 10:30 for my dreams.
23 February (Saturday)
Woke up by 3:00. Did my chores by 6:00. Took a head bath and rested for one hour. I could not sleep. Scanned Eenadu for half an hour. Wore a new pair of clothes by 8:30. Had my breakfast in SSK Hotel. Had fresh coconut water for seven rupees. Started to Ashok Nagar by 9:00 along with a jute bag carrying the four gift items meant for Srijana. Took four auto rickshaws and reached the rented abode of Madhavi, the maternal aunt of Srijana, by 10:40. Spent there till 3:20. They offered me fruits, tea and lunch with Chicken Curry. They showed me cloth for Punjabi dresses and 10 sarees bought for Srijana. I did not like many of them. Earlier I told them not to buy them until I come. They said that they cannot be exchanged because they were bought at different cloth stores. I did not like to make it an issue. It disturbs my sweetheart Srijana. They strongly stated that I must stay back there for two days at least after my marriage. I did not like to complicate this issue. I readily agreed to their demand. Reached main road by 3:25 along with my father-in-law Rama Raju. Bought one kilo of sweets at a sweet shop there for 140 rupees for my hosts of the day as a token of my affection for them. Took two city buses and returned to our abode by 6:00. Kiran was getting ready for his trip to the USA. Today I felt much disturbed for some reasons. Night talked with my brother Sambha, my sister-in-law Sandhya Rani and Srijana. I have to control my thoughts. Only Lord Krishna can help me. I want peace of mind. I have to achieve it through self-tuning. Went to sleep by 10:00.
24 February (Sunday)
Woke up by 5:00. Did exercises for 10 minutes. Scanned Eenadu for half an hour. My cousin Kiran and I reached Secunderabad railway station by 10:30 by a city bus. We had breakfast in Hotel Padmaja. Thence we moved to the railway reservation complex behind Rethifile bus stand. Got my reservation ticket to Godavari Express for the 24th of March from Narsipatnam Road to Secunderabad cancelled and got one done for the 26th of March. They charged me 40 rupees for cancellation. Thence we hired an auto rickshaw and reached Punjagutta Crossroads by 12:00. Kiran bought a trolley bag and a passport pouch at Palem Leathers near filling station in Hindi Nagar. It is a famous leather items store in Hyderabad. Kiran spent 1100 rupees there. Then we had two glasses of sugarcane juice. We hired an auto rickshaw and returned to our abode by 2:00. By 2:30 we went to Diamond Point to buy a liquid shoe polish and five kinds of medicines. We had Vegetable Biryani in a roadside hotel there. It was of poor quality. A beautiful girl sat before us. I felt delighted. Kiran commented negatively on her exhibitionist dress. I liked it. We waited for an auto rickshaw for 20 minutes. They are scared of ugly and dusty roads to Old Bowenpally. We could hire an old one. Kiran leaves for the USA this night. He would be there for a week auditing the accounts of a client of the Ernst & Young there. His company bears all his expenses. This is his first visit to the USA. He collected necessary things to face the cold there. I saw inners for the first time today. I found them feminine. He left by 1:00. His flight departs by 5:00 a.m. IST, tomorrow morning, from the airport at Begumpet. He spends with his friends for this night. Evening my father-in-law Rama Raju left for Tuni by bus. Went to sleep by 10:30.
25 February (Monday)
Woke up by 5:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Did exercises for 10 minutes. Reached our office by 10:20. Had my breakfast brought from Sri Sai Krishna Hotel. Prepared a résumé for my cousin Narendra Varma and emailed it to him. Today I collected the famous quotes of Mark Twain and Albert Einstein. They are meant to be kept on our three company websites. Reading about the thoughts and lives of great people would have a profound impact on us. There are many quotes by Einstein. I could not format them today. Had a plate of rice in Hotel Trupthi by 2:40. Typed out and sent an email to Deepthi by 5:00. It is four-page long. In it, I wrote about what happened in my life recently. I discussed the outlook of Srijana on me. She is not caring much for my phone calls. An intelligent girl never understands a true lover. I decided not to concentrate much on her. I have to teach great lessons to her after marriage. She did not struggle even a bit to get me. A donkey cannot appreciate the value of platinum. Every swan does not get a compatible life partner. Even bitches get honored when they are in the company of kings. A king should leave a bitch on a dirty road taking it away from his palace. That bitch would return to that palace of love one day, missing it on streets for months together. Then that bitch must be kept in a cage for more reformation. Then only it can recollect its past, assess its present and behave carefully minding its future. Lord Krishna did not teach Srijana how to deal with a dreamer. He is busy. I will take up this case. I like dealing with tough people. Went to sleep by 10:30.
26 February (Tuesday)
Woke up by 5:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Did exercises for 10 minutes. Reached our office by 10:20. Bought a pack of biscuits for six rupees for my breakfast. Today I finalized the work of famous quotes. I collected the famous quotes of Mark Twain, Albert Einstein, Mahatma Gandhi, Mother Teresa and C S Lewis from the Internet. There are about 800 quotes. They educate and inspire readers. This PDF file is to be kept on the home pages of our three company websites. Morning sent a message to the customer care section of Reliance Communications through their website. Recently I informed them not to send me any SMS about their offers or anything else. They replied me stating that it would be activated within 45 days. They started sending me more number of messages. I like it. I walk towards problems interestingly. A challenger seeks fulfillment in dealing with tough cases. I got one now. I sent them a four-page message explaining them what happened and what must happen. They shiver to read my letter. Every artist visualizes the effects of his products before releasing them into his target market. Afternoon typed out six scraps on the Orkut profile of my primary school friend Hemakumar. They are about love and marriage between a girl and a boy and a man and a woman. Also wrote a testimonial telling him what I think about him. He is doing a job at Connecticut in the USA now. He is a devotee of Lord Krishna. He married five months ago. His wife is studying in India now. She decided to go to him after studying here for four years. Bitches are better than these girls. They leave their holes open to their lovers after a short chase by the latter. Dogmatic and feminist creatures insert vegetables into their pits instead of allowing approved dicks inside. Went to sleep by 10:30.
27 February (Wednesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had 500 millilitres of hot and sweet milk by 8:30. Kiran and I have been sharing it ever since we entered this rented apartment. Since he went to the USA, I finished it in one go. It caused diarrhoea in one hour. It means my food bag cannot digest 500 millilitres of milk at a time. Bought a tablet for one rupee for its cure and took a city bus by 10:00. Reached our office by 10:30. Had the breakfast brought from SSK Hotel and took the tablet after eating it. My face became weak this morning itself. Today I prepared a four-page plan for GTRAS website development. It shows our web designer what we are expecting from him. Later we can question him if he deviates from this plan. Also collected success tips from a website. By 3:00 had a plate of Curd Rice. I did not like it. My father-in-law Rama Raju, aunt Revathi and Srijana talked with me by 6:30. Srijana got cold. Last night she attended their college anniversary along with her classmates. Told Revathi about the careless attitude of Srijana towards me. She said that Srijana is innocent. After living with me for some days, she understands and loves me more. I felt relieved, balanced and delighted after this visionary and kind justification of Srijana by her. Revathi belongs to Gollalagunta. She must be 24. I believe in her words because she experienced much life and speaks truths greatly. I started considering Srijana as an innocent kid. We can love innocent kids more than careless adults. By 8:15 collected my identity card from our office stating that I am a Content Writer. Felt blissful and honored. Indians value identity cards more than characters of persons. Went to sleep by 11:30.
28 February (Thursday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Avoided doing exercises considering the weakness caused by diarrhoea. Every morning I sleep for one hour before going to the office. By sleep I mean closing my eyes and trying to sleep. I cannot enjoy sound sleep for long. It is not a mental disorder. Continuous flow of thoughts about people I know and things I did or have to do compel me to think more and find solutions. Many practice yoga or meditation to achieve balance of mind. I like to be a writer understanding, writing for and reforming humankind. It demands me to suffer like an ordinary human being. Escaping from internal suffering, taking suitable external measures, makes me lazy and quiet. It is self-conscious and self-centered way of life. Thus writing becomes a profession to me, not a mission. A businessman likes profession. A humanitarian must have a mission. I want to be a dreamer and idealist working for others. A materialist cannot kill the businessman in him completely. Selfishness is the guiding force of humanity. Hindu saints meditate to attain salvation. Billionaires donate money for satisfaction and fame. Women bear children after sexual intercourse, which they enjoy. I consider only a poor Indian mother as a selfless and admirable creature. She does many things without expecting anything from her parents, husband and children. Modern, educated and employed Indian mothers don’t belong to this section. Today I developed three design plans for our company websites. Evening Srijana gave her new cloth pieces for stitching to their familiar tailor calling him to the rented abode of her maternal uncle Sekhar in Tuni. She is suffering from cold and cough. I pitied her. She talked with me for 10 minutes around 6:00. Went to sleep by 10:30.
29 February (Friday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for half an hour. Took a city bus by 10:20. It got heavily crowded after two halts. About six boys were hanging on rear footboard. Got off it at Sikh Village Junction. I escaped from an accident. The driver did not stop the bus but experts were getting off when it was in slow motion. I too got off it hurriedly. Here vehicles come from four directions. One must be very careful when crossing the road here. I am a novice at dealing with fast vehicles. I did not know whom to curse. It might be the helpless driver, undisciplined and innocent passengers or the state government. I got 20 minutes only to reach my office. Walked fast and reached there in time. I was sweating. It is good for my body. Today I worked on the success tips file. Added the English, French, German and Native American proverbs to it. The last part would be of the biographies and photos of famous personalities. Today I added the profiles of Abraham Lincoln and Albert Einstein. By 1:35 typed out and posted a blog titled “Flash News” with 10 paragraphs on my blog site. February 29 falls once for four years only. I wanted to celebrate it this way. Evening searched for the profiles of Bengalis with the surname Gupta because I like Swagata Gupta. Found four profiles of Bengalis. Emailed them inviting them to read my blogs. From 8:00 to 9:30 spent talking with my boss Srinivasa Rao. He advised me to consider Lothkunta area to rent in a house portion for our stay after marriage. Our rented abode must be in the vicinity of a degree college for Srijana to continue her education here. I decided to concentrate on this area. Had my supper in SSK Hotel by 10:20. Went to sleep by 11:00.
1 March (Saturday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for half an hour. Took a city bus and reached Secunderabad railway station by 10:30. Had a plate of Vegetable Biryani in Hotel Padmaja. Took a city bus and reached Ameerpet by 12:00. Struggled to locate an ATM Centre of Andhra Bank there. Withdrew 4000 rupees from the one at Sri Nagar Colony. My friend Srinivas, working with Keane, joined me by 12:30. He got the bike of my cousin Kiran with him. We went into R S Brothers showroom there and collected my stitched items. Paid 1500 rupees to the tailor for the five pairs of clothes. My brother Srinivas told me to buy one pair of clothes for me spending 1000 rupees. He would give that money later. I have no money. Avoided it. Thereafter I bought a VIP suitcase, a VIP luggage bag and a black leather belt spending 1648 rupees. He told me to come for the suitcase cloth cover later. We returned to our abode by 2:30. I had a few pieces of watermelon. Rested for some time. By 5:00 we reached Secunderabad railway station. Sattibabu, the father of Srinivas, my teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju and his son Naren have to go to Jaggampeta this night soon after coming by flight to Hyderabad from Mumbai today. Their flight timings changed. We decided to book tickets for them to a bus later. We went to NTR Garden by 6:30. We spent in it for 90 minutes. I liked this place a lot. Bonsai plants, over bridge, fountains, toy train, railway station and visitors there. It is a beautiful setting created by man. This ambience healed me. We reached the airport at Begumpet by 9:00. We spent there waiting for them till 9:45. This airport goes defunct after the 16th of this month. I cannot bear death of an era. The three left for Rajahmundry by 11:00 by a bus from Lakdi Ka Pool. Went to sleep by 12:00.
2 March (Sunday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for half an hour. Srinivas and I reached Secunderabad railway station by 11:00 on the bike of Kiran. We went there to cancel a reservation ticket booked by my teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju in Kakinada. Queues were long there. Four counters were kept closed. It is special offer for the crowds of passengers who come for the reservation of tickets on Sundays. It is dirty Indian government culture. They don’t value the precious time of their service seekers. Half of Indians cannot enjoy their lives completely because delay and negligence are the guiding principles of public service units. The only solution is to leave this country and go somewhere. It is what many are doing now. Those staying back are either innocent or helpless ones. We did not like to cancel the ticket there. We had lunch in Hotel Padmaja by 12:00. This hotel fellows collect more money and serve items of low quality. Since it is opposite the railway station, many go there. Exploitation is their business value. Perhaps the entire hotel industry is known for it. We got the ticket cancelled at Vidya Nagar railway station waiting there for one hour. We reached Prasads Multiplex at Tank Bund by 2:00. We saw the English film “American Gangster” on screen 2 from 2:30 to 4:45. I did not like it much. It got a plain story. I could understand 20% of its dialogues only. Americans eat half of the language they speak. They deliver half only. We can comprehend half of it only if our ears are very powerful. Many are imitating that accent and language because the American dollar is attractive and American culture is inclusive. We returned to our abode by 5:45. We had supper in SSK Hotel by 9:00. Went to sleep by 10:30.
3 March (Monday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Took a city bus and reached our office by 10:30. Typed out and posted a blog titled “Don’t Teach Me Lessons” on my blog site by 2:00. It is a savage attack on the educated and modern Indian girls and ladies living in India and abroad. They are using the word ‘fuck’ frequently these days. For them, uttering this word means modernity and fashion. Many of them are actually bitches but act like goddesses. Celebrities, who don’t practice ethics in their lives and professions, are campaigning against AIDS today in India. An immoral bitch or dog should not teach lessons of morality to other mean creatures. I observed excessive ego in some HR executives also at some companies. They invite 100 fellows for a test or interview to select one from all of them. They treat the remaining 99 fellows like stray dogs on streets once they get the one they are looking for. They are interested in those only, who know very well how to market themselves. Those intelligent and cunning buggers leave the companies within days if they get better opportunities. Bad HR policies and brainless HR executives are responsible for it. They are recruiting traitors. I criticized HR executives in this blog. Had a plate of rice in Hotel Trupthi by 3:00. Today I added the biographies of 10 famous figures to the word file of success tips. Ramakanta Rao, the managing director of GTRAS, came to our office by 8:30. I thought he may be a man of 60 years. He looked young. He must be around 40. He came from the USA. Many remain young and beautiful in that country. He talked with me for 10 minutes. Returned to our abode by 10:00. Went to sleep by 10:30 for my dreams.
4 March (Tuesday)
Woke up by 6:00. My cousin Kiran had just returned from the USA finishing his audit work there. His first impression about the USA is very positive. He was much impressed by the outstanding beauty of girls and women there. There he looked nothing to himself in comparison to their beauty. I attribute it to the environment and liberty there in the USA. Quality products, fast and reliable public and private services and marvelous infrastructure facilities enable them to enjoy themselves. India is the exact opposite of the USA. Half of Indians lose their valuable time waiting for something or somebody. Delay and negligence are the main qualities of Indians and the Government of India. He talked with an air hostess in the flight for 15 minutes. He watched six Hindi feature films on the televisions in the flights. He did not like the exhibitionist dress of a female, who travelled sitting beside him. She left her breast 80% open. He is a hypocrite like many Indians. A healthy man likes seeing even 1000 girls or women nakedly if there is no other male creature around. Female nudity and infinite sex are his lifelong favourites. He wants to relish that beauty and bliss all alone. A man likes doing sex with multiple partners from the day he knows what it is to the day he cannot move his limbs. He brought chocolates from the USA. He gave me a five-cent coin of the USA and one Riyal note of Qatar Central Bank. I cannot spend them in India. I will keep them with me as his gifts. Today I developed website plans on Excel and added the profiles of Lord Krishna and Rabindranath Tagore to the word file of success tips. Lost one hour’s time waiting for my city bus. Had my supper in SSK Hotel by 10:00. Ate a little jaggery. Went to sleep by 10:30 for my dreams.
5 March (Wednesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Kiran dropped me at Gunrock Enclave Circle by 10:30 on his way to the office. Our office was opened by 10:35. Talked with my friend Veeru for 10 minutes. His recent solo exhibition of paintings at Chithramayee in State Art Gallery at Hyderabad was a success. He was known to others as an artist. He kept such paintings which were done for others or were already sold. He did not get money through sale for this reason. He has a debt of 2,00,000 rupees now. He wants to move into a quiet area like Manikonda or Alkapuri on the outskirts of twin cities. He invited me to join him. My rented abode must be near my office. There must be a degree college in that area for Srijana to study comfortably. She is my princess. I cannot see her in distress every day because of her education. Today I partly edited the 250-page word file of success tips. Reading the profiles of great people like Helen Keller and Florence Nightingale is inspiring. They are stars in the sphere of humanity and social service. By 2:40 had a plate of Dal Rice at an Irani Chai Hotel for 15 rupees. This time a marketing executive of HSBC Bank talked with me about the special offer of their credit card over phone. Told her to send me the related information by email. I am against the practice of using a credit card. We should not spend money carelessly depending on our thoughts about our near future. A simple and poor person must be the same in spending money also. Many are cheating banks now using credit cards. Returned to our abode by 9:30. Went to sleep by 10:30.
6 March (Thursday)
Woke up by 6:00. Freshened up myself and rested again for two hours. Recent disturbances to my biological clock made me sleepless. I am waking up around 1:00 and struggling to regain my heaven of sleep. Now I am financially very weak. There is nobody to lift me up from this ditch. My teacher uncle saved me lending me 80,000 rupees in time. I lent 30,000 rupees to my father-in-law Rama Raju. I have very little money to buy things for my marriage. This truth haunted me for long. Recently I decided to buy only highly essential things for me. It makes my rented abode look very simple to outsiders. I have to bear it. I love Srijana. I like to see how Srijana loves me after marriage. She is not an expert in expressing her love to anybody. I have to teach her a lot. A disciplined disciple can be a great learner. I will make her so with my pure love for her. Pure love means sensible madness and moderate possessiveness. Lord Krishna filled me with this vitality before kicking me into this material world helplessly. Kiran dropped me at Gunrock Enclave Circle by 10:15 on his way to the office. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes in our office. Today I finalized the word file of success tips. Formatted the profiles of personalities like Jesus Christ, Prophet Muhammad, Lord Rama, Lord Krishna, Swami Vivekananda and Rabindranath Tagore. I collected these profiles from the online encyclopedia Wikipedia. I have nothing to edit in them. Great people wrote them. By 4:00, 24,600 rupees, my salary for February, was credited to my Axis Bank salary account. Actually it must be 24,800 rupees. They will add 200 rupees in the next month. It is a tax deduction mistake. Felt happy. Had my supper in SSK Hotel by 9:00. Went to sleep by 10:30.
7 March (Friday)
Woke up by 6:00. Freshened up myself and rested for one hour. By 9:30 Kiran dropped me at Diamond Point Circle. Walked back via Delhi Public School and withdrew 14000 rupees from the ATM Centre of Axis Bank there. Got three puris packed at a hotel there by road and walked back to our office. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Today I finalized some content, which was already collected or developed by me. By 4:00, typed out and posted a blog titled “Nindago Pamphlet” on my blog site. It carries 25 questions and 25 answers centered on India. It is a combination of comedy and satire. My previous blog was a savage attack on modern Indian educated girls and women. I have soft corner for sensitive and virtuous Indian beauties but I don’t like immoral Indian girls and women. Had my lunch in Hotel Trupthi by 2:45. Came back to our abode by 9:00. Talked with my sister-in-law Kranti, my sister-in-law Sandhya Rani, my brother Sambha and my uncle of Durgada. Felt relieved. Tried to contact Srijana. They rejected my calls thrice. It infuriated me. I don’t like anybody rejecting my call when one is actually free to attend it. I know that Srijana is preparing for her annual exams now. I observed that she is considering me as a fool. It is being expressed through her negligence towards me. I posted her photo on my blog site. She would not have looked at my photos more than once. I want to bring her to Hyderabad soon after our marriage. She wants to come here after finishing her three-year B.Sc. course at that degree college in Tuni. I always try to talk more with her over phone. She keeps it short. This is how modern educated girls treat dreamers in India. Went to sleep by 12:00.
8 March (Saturday)
Woke up by 6:00. Kiran gave me 5000 rupees by 9:45. He dropped me at Diamond Point Circle by 10:15. Went into the branch of Andhra Bank there by 10:20. Tried to deposit 25000 rupees into the Andhra Bank account of my teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju at Jaggampeta through online money transfer. They said that the link failed. Hired an auto rickshaw and rushed to R P Road branch of this bank. They said that the link failed. Thence hired an auto rickshaw and rushed to Himayat Nagar branch of this bank. Deposited the money. The executive tried to transfer it online. Waited there for 20 minutes. He said that it was not credited to that account and so to take my money back. This deposit is to repay to my teacher uncle step by step and clear that debt. Regretted my inability to deposit it today. Andhra Bank is one of the incompetent banks of India. They provide poor service. The employees are either little educated or ineffective buggers. They cannot clear regular bank transactions fast. They don’t like the presence of many customers in their bank. They are actually scared of them. Deposited 25000 rupees into my account at the ATM Centre of Axis Bank at Hyderguda. Found that there are no portions for me to rent in Lothkunta, Trimulgherry or Hanuman Temple areas. Consulted a rental agent in his office at Lakshmi Nagar. His associate showed me about six portions taking me on his bike in the nearby areas. I liked a one-bedroomed portion at Darji Colony in Kakaguda. I can reach my office at Vikrampuri walking for 10 minutes from this place. Srijana can go to a nearby degree college on foot every day from here. Paid 7000 rupees to Raju Yadav, its owner, at his office Raj Computers in Lakshmi Nagar, as two-month advance for this portion. Paid 1800 rupees to the associate of rental agent towards their registration and consultation fees. Returned to our abode at Old Bowenpally by 7:30. Had my supper in SSK Hotel. Went to sleep by 11:00.
9 March (Sunday)
Woke up by 6:00. Stayed all the day in and around our abode. Spent most of my time reading today’s dailies, getting some rest, listening to Telugu cine songs on my Walkman and talking with my familiar ones over my cellphone. By 12:30 Chandrasekhara Reddy came. Earlier he worked with me as a content writer at OMS3 Consulting in Hyderguda. Knew that he, Neel Kusum, Radha and Askari Jaffer were sacked by them after two months after I left it. They did not pay their salaries for two months nor issued relieving letters to them. I wondered to know that these three girls, along with Chinmayee Patnaik, complained against me to my superiors. I never treated them like machines. I had been friendly and humanitarian towards them. Such girls can never improve as professionals. This guy joined another company later as a technical writer. He created a blog site on Google’s Blogger a few weeks ago. He came to me to know how to improve the look of his blog site on it. We two spent in a nearby Internet café for one hour. I shared my little knowledge about blogging with him. Writing regularly and doing it amazingly are the best ways to be and grow as great bloggers. One cannot earn much as a blogger through online ads if one is righteous. The present online advertising industry is filled with scams and cheats. Google is the leader in this race. Advertisers waste a lot of money through online marketing. Many of them are cheats themselves. The best quality and reliable service seldom need ads. Now many companies are spending hugely on celebrity endorsements. They squeeze all that money from the end users of their products and services. This is an age of craze and public exploitation. The poor and the ignorant are victims in it. Went to sleep by 11:00.
10 March (Monday)
Woke up by 6:00. Last night I could not sleep for more than two hours. The two guys in that room were listening to the latest Telugu cine songs. They kept talking about this and that later. Reached our office by 10:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Morning emailed the PDF files of my marriage invitation to about 50 creatures. Most of them are my friends and teachers. I have no printed wedding cards to distribute. I lost interest in them. I could not go to the University of Hyderabad campus to meet my teachers there. Emailed an invitation to Pramod K Nayar and requested him to forward them to other faculty members at English department because I don’t know their email ids. I want to celebrate the occasion of my marriage grandly. It is not possible without money. I have businessmen in my family. My father is the leader of that team. Morning our boss Ramakanta Rao of GTRAS told me to translate the English version content posted on our Thoran Tech company website into Telugu. I like this idea. He wants to add Hindi version also to it. Today I revised the content of our GTRAS and Nexgenser company websites. Morning called up Raju Yadav and told him to get my rented portion in his house cleaned by this Saturday morning. He said he would get it done. Evening my father-in-law Rama Raju, Vamsy and Srijana talked with me for 10 minutes. They came to Tuni to buy some things for the marriage. Srijana talked with me for about 20 seconds. There is nothing to talk about. Today I sent a note of enquiry to the principal of Kasturba Gandhi College for Women at West Marredpally through their college website. I want to admit Srijana into this college for her second-year B.Sc. course. Waited for 90 minutes at Mud Fort to take a city bus. Had my supper in SSK Hotel by 10:15. Went to sleep by 10:30 for my dreams.
11 March (Tuesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Last night I slept for seven hours. Yet my face looked weak this morning. This morning we added jaggery to hot milk after cooling it down. It tasted like cheese. Kiran told me to continue sugar only. He dropped me at Mud Fort by 10:00 on his way to the office. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Typed out and posted a three-page blog titled “Group Discussion” on my blog site by 1:00. It was set in space. The living souls of one film and three political personalities talk among themselves in it. They are film actor Chiranjeevi and political figures Chandrababu Naidu, Rajasekhara Reddy and Jaya Prakash Narayan. I criticized the present politics in the state of Andhra Pradesh. Highlighted the characters and services of Chiranjeevi and Jaya Prakash. This state needs their leadership now. Shruti Das, from Bangalore, working with the Infosys now, emailed me through a social networking site asking me to write more about me. She is a sensitive beauty. Sent her a long email. I think she is a friend of Swagata Gupta. Both are Bangalis. Last night I saw a beauty in distress in my dream. She must be Swagata. She must have known from her friends about my marriage with Srijana soon. She must be suffering due to it. She loves me deeply. She would have realized my value now because I am marrying another girl. I want to see Swagata. She is an innocent beauty of India. I love all sensitive beauties in this world. They are vulnerable roses in the garden of God. I am a temporary gardener appointed by Lord Krishna. My friend Krishna Varma came to our abode by 10:00. Talked with him for one hour. Went to sleep by 11:30.
12 March (Wednesday)
Woke up by 6:00. My friend Krishna Varma liked our portion. I asked him to assess the physical beauty of my sweetheart Srijana Devi looking at her photo in my photo album. He gave 90 marks for 100. I did not approve it. She is a beauty but not extraordinary beauty. These two photos were shot one year ago in a red saree and a yellow Punjabi dress. I found her more beautiful in the red saree. Posted the scanned copy of that photo on my blog site. Krishna Varma and I reached our office by 10:20. We had breakfast in the office. I showed him my blog site and the photo of Swagata Gupta on my office computer. He found our office small and simple. He took a city bus by 11:00 to Secunderabad railway station. Thence he goes to Patan Cheru. Now he is working at Vijai Electricals in Rudraram at a monthly salary of 4000 rupees. He has to keep standing for eight hours as part of his job every day. His parents are searching for a suitable bride for him. Nobody is interested in him. A person with such salary has very little value in the present marriage market. Afternoon a young married couple consulted me by main road when I was going to Hotel Trupthi to have my lunch. They are searching for a room at a monthly rent of 2000 rupees. Talked with them for 15 minutes explaining the scenario in twin cities. There is no space for the poor here. People with illegal and immoral means of earning can live happily here. Evening left a long comment on the blog site of Saakshi. She wrote a good blog presenting her views on cynical mentalities of modern people. She examined the drawbacks of her character in it. Reached our abode by 8:40. Kiran and I had supper in SSK Hotel by 9:30. Talked with my friend Veeru for five minutes over my cellphone. Went to sleep by 11:00.
13 March (Thursday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for half an hour. Reached our office by 10:20. Today I translated the content of Thoran Technologies website into Telugu from English. Half of this work was done. I found it very difficult. There are no proper or even similar substitutes for many words and phrases in English on this website. I stopped writing in Telugu much about 10 years ago. Telugu is my mother tongue. Today I am not in a position to help my mother also. The British colonized most of the world. So, their language became dominant across the world. I am also using that language for livelihood and reach my voice to many. A rape victim remembers the villain if she looks at his face when he is abusing her. Others read that story interestingly as unaffected outsiders. The British exploited India. We are still reading those stories in our books of history because we are unaffected outsiders. The tragedy faced by those that died or suffered during freedom struggle or soon after independence to India are not described well in these books. The stories of the highly influential or the cruel only receive attention. It is the drawback of history. By 3:00 had a plate of Lemon Rice in Hotel Trupthi for 17 rupees to save money. Morning emailed my leave application to Srinivasa Rao requesting him for it on the 24th, 25th and 26th of this month. Came back to our abode by 8:30. Had a plate of rice in SSK Hotel by 9:15. Thereafter sensed stomachache for one hour. Ate a bit of jaggery. May Lord Krishna bless me. Went to sleep by 11:00.
14 March (Friday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Today the fellows of BJP called a strike in Telangana region to protest at the indifference of Sonia Gandhi to the issue of statehood to Telangana region. It is a futile show like many staged by worthless political parties these days. Today a huge public meeting is being organized at Jaggampeta in East Godavari district by the folks of State Congress Party to celebrate the 10 years of service by Sonia Gandhi to that party as its chairperson. Real Congress Party died in 1964. Now we got spineless old patients and worthless youth in this dirty party. Many are trying to acquire power and retain it idolizing their leaders and exploiting the common. Evening Sonia Gandhi inaugurates the newly constructed international airport at Shamshabad in Hyderabad, which is named after Rajiv Gandhi. This man is an unwanted participant in Indian politics. Many buggers are portraying him as a hero for political reasons. There is no real democracy in India now. People are in abject poverty and their representatives are after power, money, comforts and privileges. Very few are interested in developing this nation. Today I translated the remaining part of content on the website of Thoran Tech from English to Telugu. I felt relieved. Sensed stomachache throughout the day. I must be breathing polluted air in our room every night. We are beside a dusty road. We are not getting it swept and washed frequently. Bachelors are like undisciplined monkeys. Returned to our abode by 8:50. Had my supper in SSK Hotel by 9:30. Today it is the birth anniversary of Albert Einstein. He is a man of incredible talent and admirable qualities. Went to sleep by 11:00.
15 March (Saturday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for half an hour. Srinivas, the son of Sattibabu, who is the bosom friend of my teacher uncle K V Rama Raju, came from Madhapur by 10:00. My cousin Kiran, Srinivas and I reached Diamond Point Junction by 10:30 in an auto rickshaw. I withdrew 10,000 rupees from the ATM Centre of HDFC Bank there. Then three of us moved to Karkhana in an auto rickshaw. We bought some household items for my new family life to be started soon with Srijana spending about 6000 rupees in the China Bazar outlet near the office of Satyam Computers. I could not locate the house in which I rented in a one-bedroomed portion. Called up Raju Yadav, the owner of this house. He came in 15 minutes and showed us his house. We put them all in my portion and went back to main road. Kiran sponsored lunch for us in a hotel there spending 300 rupees. Then we bought two ceiling fans, four bulbs, three local made mattresses, four local made pillows and one folding iron cot spending 5000 rupees. An electrician fitted the two ceiling fans in my portion by 3:30 taking 135 rupees from me for it. Kiran found this portion good but surroundings rustic. Simple family life must be started in such setting. I lived a hard and lonely life for about 20 years. Srijana should also experience such life for some months. We came back to our abode at Old Bowenpally by 5:00 in an auto rickshaw. Tried to rest for some time. By 8:00 bought four white vests and four underwear for 400 rupees. Night had a few pieces of watermelon for my supper in our room. My face turned dim. My hair wore a dusty and ugly look. Went to sleep by 11:00 for my dreams.
16 March (Sunday)
Woke up by 6:00. Last night I could not sleep for more than three ours. Currents of thoughts kept me awake despite my best efforts to sleep. Took a city bus and reached Secunderabad railway station by 8:00. Had a plate of Upma in Hotel Padmaja. Went to Kshatriya Seva Samithi Hostel by 9:00. My friend Rajani Kumar Raju has been staying there as a guest for the last one month ever since he vacated his rented portion in DD Colony. Recently he rented in a three-bedroomed portion in an apartment block by Shivam Road. We went there by 9:30. I found it spacious but it wore old look. We reached Gandhi Nagar by 10:00 in an auto rickshaw. We brought down his old Onida color television and TV stand from the abode of his business associate. He wants to buy a new television. He told me to pay for them later. I thought he would give it to me as a gift. He knows about my financial condition now. I should not blame him. He helped me many times to some extent. I should not be a parasite. Brought them into my rented abode at Kakaguda in an auto rickshaw paying 100 rupees for it. Came back to our abode at Old Bowenpally by 12:15. Spent reading Eenadu for one hour. Srinivas and I had our lunch in SSK Hotel by 2:00. Had a haircut by 6:00 in the hair salon opposite our apartment block. It is my last haircut as a bachelor and preparation for my marriage next week. Told him to cut very little on both sides and at the back. He did it well. Took a head bath by 7:00. Spent talking with my mother, my brother Srinivas, my maternal uncle Varma, my cousin Anantha Lakshmi, my maternal aunt Raja Kumari, my cousin Narendra Varma, my cousin Hari of Ramuladeva Puram and my uncle Sagiraju Rama Raju for one hour. It was to avoid depression in me. Our relatives are yet to reach our house in Peda Gummuluru. I am helpless. May Lord Krishna conduct my marriage. Went to sleep by 10:30.
17 March (Monday)
Woke up by 6:00. Freshened up myself and rested for one hour. Reached our office by 10:20. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Today I developed a word file with the details of website ids of some countries. Added the website ids of their tourist and news sections also. Everybody does not visit a company website just to search for a job. Many like comedy and want to improve their general knowledge also. I decided to develop this word file with these things in my mind. My friends like Samanta Sahu and Colin Leslie Kelman emailed me wishing me on the occasion of my marriage this Sunday night. I did not get even a wedding card prepared in English to give to my friends. I have no money. Also distributing invitation cards became a formality now. Many throw these cards away before or after that occasion. I don’t like these formalities. For many, receiving a wedding card implies an instruction to get ready with a gift for that occasion. I hate this culture of reactive gifts. One may present something to anybody if one has sincere love for him or her and one has ability to buy a gift. Now many are buying gifts for formality or out of difficulty. It shows the artificial nature of the present commercial society. Good people must be away from this bad culture. Came back to our abode by 9:00. Talked with my brother Sambha from 9:40 to 10:10. He updated me on how arrangements are going on for my marriage. This afternoon he went to Viswanadhapuram to distribute our (bridegroom party) wedding cards (printed in Telugu) to them. Then Srijana was studying inside. He could not see her. Went to sleep by 11:00.
18 March (Tuesday)
Woke up by 4:00. Freshened up myself and rested for one hour. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. My cousin Kiran and I moved out by 8:30 on his bike. Withdrew 10000 rupees from the ATM Centre of Axis Bank at Jupiter Colony. Kiran withdrew 2000 rupees from the ATM Centre of ICICI Bank and repaid me 500 rupees, which he borrowed from me recently. He dropped me at Diamond Point Junction. Walked back to the outlet of Reliance Communications at BHEL Colony. Sat in it from 9:00 to 10:10 waiting for the executive to turn up. Paid 520 rupees towards my monthly bill of Reliance cellphone for February. No bus turned up to go to my office. Hired an auto rickshaw for 20 rupees and reached our office by 10:30. Today I added more content to the word file of ‘Useful Websites’. Added the details of some more countries. By 11:45 typed out and posted a blog titled “A Divine Encounter” on my blog site. It carries a humorous and insightful interview between me and Telugu film actor Chiranjeevi in a dreamland. Evening read an offensive comment posted by Spaceman Spiff on her abandoned Wordpress blog site, where she called me rascal. Typed out and posted a blog titled “Final Warning to Spaceman Spiff” on my blog site by 8:00. I ordered her to contact me within 20 days by email and clarify me how she is authorized to use such abusive words addressing me despite my serious lessons to her earlier. She is playing with me anonymously. I hate such creatures, who lack guts to deal with me directly. She is a patient. I want to treat her. Came back to our abode by 10:00. Had my supper in SSK Hotel by 10:30. I am feeling sleepy these days but no time to sleep well. Went to sleep by 11:00 for my dreams.
19 March (Wednesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Rested for one hour. Took a city bus and reached our office by 10:30. By 2:00 typed out and posted a blog titled “Spaceman Spiff vs D C Raju” on my blog site. In it, I elaborately answered against all the insulting remarks this blogger made against me so far analyzing my character from her perspective. It amounted to 10 pages including her remarks. When one searches on Google, typing my name, this girl’s abandoned Wordpress blog site appears in the first five results. She left it there to insult me because she cannot face me directly. I addressed her powerfully in this blog. Today I added the details of more websites to the word file titled ‘Useful Websites’. The websites of international organizations like that of the UNO help our company website visitors read about them and understand this world better. Evening my sister-in-law Sowjanya talked with me for 20 minutes over phone from their rented abode in Elamanchili. She asked me about my darling Srijana Devi. Told her how we have been in touch for long talking over phone. Asked her how she is finding her life in the company of her husband Ramesh after marriage. She found him 40% only compatible to her paradigm of expectations developed before her marriage about a good life partner. Ramesh spends very little time with her like a friend. He spends most of his time thinking about or doing something related to his coconut export business. It seems he lacks the qualities of a passionate and possessive husband towards her. A good girl like Sowjanya expects more intimacy and time from her husband for her. She said that she is adjusting with him. Went to sleep by 10:30.
20 March (Thursday)
Woke up by 5:00. Last night I could not sleep well. Got up around 2:00 and failed to sleep. Listened to Telugu cine songs on my Sony Walkman for 30 minutes. My train of thought continued even when I was listening to my favourite film songs. I could sleep after a few minutes after stopping listening to those songs. Even Lord Krishna could not help me. I considered the idea of taking sleeping pills. I cannot buy them from medical stores without prescription by doctor. Marriage is the most important and memorable event for me in my life. I want 30 days at least to celebrate the joy of this occasion in my long lovesick life. My destiny threw me into this mess now. I must do my job to earn money, which I need badly now. For me, 1000 rupees is like 10000 rupees now. If I have a good father, I don’t mind asking him for money. My father is like a beggar on streets. I cannot seek alms from another beggar. He squeezes blood even from the dead. My cousin Kiran dropped me at Diamond Point Junction by 9:15 on his way to office. Withdrew 2000 rupees from my savings account at the ATM Centre of HDFC Bank there. This is the money I am taking with me for safety sake during my marriage. I pity myself. Reached our office on foot by 10:00 from there. Today I added more details of websites to that word file. Afternoon had a bottle of stored mango drink after my lunch to keep up the look of my face. It turned weak by the evening as usual. It is the curse of human body. God made it so. Had my supper in SSK Hotel by 9:00. Kept my luggage in my bag by 10:00. I spent all these days heavily being away from my goddess Srijana. Went to sleep by 11:00.
21 March (Friday)
Woke up by 5:00. Took a head bath by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for half an hour. Rested for one hour. My cousin Kiran dropped me at our office by 10:00 on his bike. I brought my bag of luggage along with me. Today I worked in our office from 10:00 to 4:30. Sent a three-page email to Deepthi by 11:00. Typed out a two-page introduction to the word file titled ‘Useful Websites’. Went to the nearby Food World outlet by 2:15 and bought two bottles of stored mango drink. My face turned weak for lack of food. Cursed my body. The sky turned cloudy. It started drizzling by 2:00. I liked this change of air. Hired an auto rickshaw and reached Secunderabad railway station by 4:45. Had a plate of rice in Hotel Padmaja by 5:00. It was tasteless. It is a centre of public exploitation opposite railway station. Advised the idiot at the cash counter to improve the quality of curd. Bought two white handkerchiefs and one air pillow for 100 rupees. Entered the railway station by 5:20. Godavari Express pulled off from platform 2 by 5:50. I sat on my berth 68 in sleeper coach 8 by 6:00. Dark clouds gathered quickly in the sky. It rained for about 10 minutes. Lord Krishna must be blessing me from the sky. It is a heavenly greeting to me from Mother Nature. I felt very happy at this phenomenon. I took it as a divine setting. This rain turned air cool and refreshing. Had a pack of Vegetable Biryani at Kazipet Junction by 8:30. The bright moon was hidden behind clouds. The sky was splendid.
22 March (Saturday)
The train left Vijayawada Junction by 12:00. I was moving from side to side on my cushion berth keeping the air pillow under my head. Looked out of the window when the train was moving on the long bridge over River Godavari. Thereafter I hardly slept. Kept observing halts. Got up when the train reached Annavaram station. Washed my face with a piece of toilet soap brought along. Applied a little water to my hair and tried to set it right. Recently I found that mine is dry hair. It wears ugly look unless coconut oil is applied to it after taking a head bath with a shampoo. Reached Narsipatnam Road railway station by 4:30. My brother Sambha came on his bike to take me home. We reached his house by 4:45. Spent talking with the available relatives for one hour. Went to our common house by 6:30. Our family barber massaged my hair with coconut oil by 8:30. Took a head bath by 9:00. My face turned more weaker. Tried to bear it. Now my mother and father are living in the right portion of our house renting out the left portion to a married couple of Kshatriya community. My mother is looking weak. Recently my father got a dining table and a wardrobe made with jack wood. He got a jackfruit tree in our mango garden at hills cut for it. He has a buffalo to take care of. I don’t like to advise or criticize him. He cannot change. Let him live his desired kind of life. May God bless him. He cannot withstand my fury if expressed. He is living a hard life because of his ignorance. I should not torture him more. Many of our close relatives arrived by the evening. Women were busy cooking. Men were busy talking. Power cut occurred for six hours during daytime. I could not rest due to it. Spent a sleepless day talking with our relatives. May Lord Krishna bless me. Went to sleep by 10:00.
23 March (Sunday)
Woke up by 1:00. Had a close shave by 1:30. Came back to the house of my brother Sambha and tried to sleep for two hours. Took a head bath by 4:30. The auspicious occasion of my Upanayanam was started by 7:30 under the guidance and Vedic mantras of our family priest (Devulapalli Anantha Padmanabha Sharma) of village Koruprolu. It was over by 8:30. This Hindu religious ceremony allows me to enter the stage of my family life (grihasthashram) leaving my bachelorhood behind. A Hindu priest solemnizes it chanting Vedic mantras. It went on well. Took a bath and wore a new pair of clothes by 10:00. Had three idlies by 10:30. Our familiar expert in this region started folding a pink wedding turban cloth around my head. It was over by 1:40. I wore my tight white shirt and white pants meant for the occasion of my marriage. This expert beautified my face a little. Sat in the decorated white Ambassador car of my brother-in-law Datla Ramesh by 2:00 and started off to the house of the bride. We halted at the temple of Lord Venkateswara near the cooperative sugar factory in Darlapudi. My maternal uncle Varma broke a coconut praying this God on my behalf. I too prayed Him to conduct my marriage with Srijana well. We reached Viswanadhapuram, my marriage venue, travelling via Kota Uratla, by 4:30. It turned cloudy and cool in this hilly region. It is a divine setting of Lord Krishna for me and Srijana. We bridegroom party folks stayed in the house of Dantuluri Satyavati near the house of maternal grandparents of Srijana from 5:00 to 8:00. I had four glasses of fresh coconut water to keep myself energetic during my marriage ceremony. My traditional marriage with Srijana took place from 8:15 to 11:00 at night. The name of the priest of the bride party is Ramakrishna Sharma (of Tuni). My face turned dim. The ceremony went on well. Srijana and I had a little curd rice (offered by her maternal aunt Madhavi) by 11:30. We started back, along with my wife Srijana Devi, to our house in Peda Gummuluru, by 11:55.
24 March (Monday)
My goddess Srijana Devi and I formally entered our house in Peda Gummuluru by 1:00. It started drizzling. It stopped until our marriage was over there. It was all a setting of Lord Krishna. Our family priest performed formal worship to Hindu gods and goddess on our behalf, guiding Srijana and me simultaneously. They left Srijana and me in the middle room of our portion (behind our pooja room) by 2:00. They put a mattress and a pillow for her on the floor beside my bed. She tried to sleep. I also tried. I did not like my goddess sleeping on the floor. I am not authorized to bring her up on to my bed. It’s against our tradition. Got up by 6:30. Came out, leaving her in that room. Her parents sent a female aide (called Bonagatthe in our tradition) along with her as per the custom. She helps her in taking a bath, wearing a saree, eating food and moving from place to place in the house of the bridegroom party. I could not sleep during daytime due to relatives and power cut. By 7:30 (at night) our family priest came and performed worship to Hindu gods and goddesses on behalf of Srijana and me. We had supper by 8:30. We were inside the middle room by 9:30. This occasion is known as ‘first night’ in our region. I don’t know what they call it in Telugu. I regret it. This night is meant for the formal bodily union of bride and bridegroom. They arranged flowers on our bed and sweets and fruits on a stool beside it as per the custom. Had 80% of that milk and offered the rest to Srijana. We spent on that bed during the night. She wore an attractive white saree. I put on a new T-shirt and a new lungi casually. We did not indulge in the act supposed to be practiced this night. Both of us are new to this facet of intimacy. We experienced the bliss of words, kisses and hugging. She is an angel in terms of beauty and character. Such gopika became my life partner. I am lucky. Fell asleep around 3:00.
25 March (Tuesday)
Woke up by 6:30. My brother Srinivas, my sister-in-law Sandhya Rani, my darling Srijana and I started to the temple of Sree Veera Venkata Satyanarayana Swamy at Annavaram by 8:30 in the Ambassador car of my brother-in-law Datla Ramesh. We reached the temple on Ratnagiri Hill by 9:20. There we four participated in the Vratham sitting along with other devotees from 11:00 to 12:00. Every devotee must eat a sanctified banana after this formal worship by all. Wife and husband must sit side by side and perform this worship together listening to the Vedic mantras and five mythological stories being narrated by the temple priest there. My brother Srinivas and I broke five coconuts each on this occasion. We spent some time looking at the beautiful Pampa River there. We returned to our house by 1:15. The bride party sent a car by 2:00 to take Srijana and me to their house formally. We started by 2:40 and reached the house of the maternal grandparents of Srijana in Viswanadhapuram by 3:40 travelling via K O Mallavaram. Srijana felt at home. She appeared in a Punjabi dress by 4:30. She looked classic and royal in it. I spent sitting before the relatives of Srijana in this village when they were talking among themselves casually. They offered tea, fresh homemade snacks with curd and pieces of papaya. Took a bath by 7:30 and wore a new T-shirt and a new lungi. Had Vegetable Biryani by 8:00. Spent talking with my brother-in-law Vamsy and others till 9:30. Srijana and I entered a room by 9:45. We indulged in some acts for about two hours to feel that we belong to each other. She remarked that my body is like that of a girl. I felt that hers is made of butter and honey by Lord Krishna. We tried to celebrate the night kissing and hugging. She is an inspiring beauty. I am a romantic. Fell asleep around 11:00.
26 March (Wednesday)
Woke up by 6:30. Freshened up myself by 7:30. My father-in-law Rama Raju and I went to his lemon garden on foot by 8:30. He has one and a half acres of lemon garden by this village. My mother-in-law Saraswathi Devi is its owner because her father presented it to her as a gift after her marriage with him. It is his source of livelihood. He took me through this garden. There are 100 lemon trees in it. There are coconut trees, banana trees, a mango tree and teak trees here and there in it. He waters this farm frequently with an electric water pump. I liked the refreshing ambience there. There are mango farms around it. We sat there for 20 minutes talking. He told me how he cultivates it and its profitability. I sensed honesty and affection for me in his words. I liked it. Meanwhile my brother-in-law Vamsy came there on a scooter. We returned home by 10:00. My goddess Srijana Devi, her maternal grandmother and I visited each of the 15 houses in Viswanadhapuram from 10:30 to 12:00. They introduced me to those family members. I found their houses organized and beautiful. We spent at each house from two to three minutes. Srijana, her father and I started to Peda Gummuluru by 2:00 in an auto rickshaw. We travelled via Kota Uratla and reached our house by 3:30. Srijana wore a pink saree and put on her gold ornaments. She was very beautiful. I put my things in my bag and had my supper by 5:30 sitting beside Srijana. She ate a little rice with curd, avoiding chicken curry. My brother Sambha, my sister-in-law Kranti, Srijana, her father and I reached Narsipatnam Road railway station by 6:15. Spent talking with Srijana for 20 minutes. She shone like a star beside me. She is a brilliant beauty. Godavari Express pulled off by 7:10. Srijana and her father left for Viswanadhapuram.
27 March (Thursday)
Woke up by 4:00. The train was nearing Secunderabad railway station. I slept for about six hours in the train. I wondered at it. It happened because of my goddess Srijana Devi. I have no demands in my life now. Lord Krishna sent Srijana into my life after years of wait. Got off at Secunderabad railway station by 6:30. Took a city bus and reached our abode at Old Bowenpally by 7:20. Called up Srijana and informed her about my safe arrival to Hyderabad. She was waiting for my call sitting near telephone. She got one day only to prepare for her English paper. May Lord Krishna bless her with good memory and energy to do these annual exams well. My mother packed six kilos of homemade sweets for me in a gunny bag. Srijana brought these sweets as per our tradition. My mother got them distributed to all the Kshatriya families in our village Peda Gummuluru. I avoided consuming more sweets these days. I will distribute them to some of my familiar ones here. Kiran is very fond of them. Took a city bus and reached our office by 10:30. I felt sleepy. Today I did not do much work in the office. Evening Parisa (of Iran) chatted online with me through Yahoo Messenger. I told her that I married one of the great beauties in this world. Her voice is sweet. Her eyes are impressive. Her face is beautiful. Lord Krishna created her body and mind bearing my interests in His mind. I am grateful to Him. Srijana is a representation of bliss and heaven for me. My dreams got realized after marrying her. My psyche is celebrating these blissful moments in my life. My colleagues in the office asked me for sweets. Came back to our abode by 8:30. Had my supper in Sri Sai Krishna Hotel. Scanned Eenadu for 30 minutes. Went to sleep by 10:00.
28 March (Friday)
Woke up by 6:00. Had a glass of hot milk by 7:30. Rested for one hour. Reached our office by 10:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. There was no electricity supply to our office since this morning. The UPS stopped functioning from 10:45. Rested in the spacious sofa in the reception. Our boss Srinivasa Rao came by 12:30 and woke me up. Today I did not do much work in the office. The owner of www.bitranet.com came to our office and took the content from me for the development of our three company websites. By 11:00 my father-in-law Rama Raju called me up from Tuni. Then Srijana was doing her English exam. By 4:00 Srijana called me up from the house of her maternal grandparents in Viswanadhapuram. She talked with me for one minute. She said that she did her English exam well today. Advised her to prepare well and sleep early to do her Telugu exam well tomorrow. Evening spent talking with my boss Srinivasa Rao for one hour. We discussed our personal matters. He said that our office may be moved into some other nearby location soon. I should not hurry to finalize a degree college for Srijana to join. Sensed that he likes me to be with this company for long. Gave sweets to him. He said that he would get them distributed to the staff in our office. Came back to our abode by 8:30. Had my supper in SSK Hotel by 9:00. Spent talking with my aunt Vimala in village Tetagunta for 10 minutes. She remarked that Srijana is very beautiful. She liked her low voice and steady answers to her series of curious questions. I felt very happy at it. Many defined Srijana in that order only. She is an excellent beauty. Lord Krishna filled her body and mind with beauty and virtues. I am very lucky. I got a goddess to worship. May all goddesses bless her. Went to sleep by 10:00.
29 March (Saturday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for half an hour. Kiran dropped me at Diamond Point Junction by 9:30. Deposited 3000 rupees at the ATM Centre of HDFC Bank into my savings account. My relatives gave me about 10000 rupees as gifts for me. Gave 6000 rupees to Srijana; 4000 rupees to buy an LPG gas cylinder and a gas stove for us (by her father) and 2000 rupees to pay her dues at degree college. Thence hired an auto rickshaw and reached Rethifile bus stand by 10:00. Thence took a city bus and reached Shivam Road by 10:20. Talked with Rajani Kumar Raju for 30 minutes in his rented abode there. Gave him some homemade sweets (brought by Srijana). Thence took a city bus by 11:15 and reached the abode of my friend Veeru by 12:30. Took some homemade sweets for him. Spent there till 4:00. He is busy with his art work. He asked me how my marriage went on. Told him that I married one of the great beauties of India. He is like Lord Rama for me. Sita is yet to enter his hard and desolate life. Saw his recently bought old Maruti Gypsy vehicle. They mostly use it to move his big paintings from place to place. Came back to our abode at Old Bowenpally by 6:00. My goddess Srijana talked with me for 20 minutes. Today she did her Telugu exam well. Told her when I am coming there to bring her to Hyderabad. Now she is preparing for her next annual exam ‘Indian Heritage and Culture’. She said that she already prepared well for this exam. Her father also talked with me. He is planning to send some things to me. By 10:00 had part of a watermelon and avoided hard food. It was cool outside. Went to sleep by 10:30.
30 March (Sunday)
Woke up by 6:00. Read Eenadu for one hour. My cousin Kiran and I started packing our things by 9:00. It was over by 10:00. We went out and hired an auto rickshaw for 250 rupees. We loaded everything into this vehicle by 11:25. We lived in this G4 apartment in JP Apartments block at Mallikarjuna Colony in Old Bowenpally for about four months. Some say that it is in Syndicate Bank Colony. We enjoyed our stay in this portion. Kiran only bore all the expenses. When I was in a pit of financial problems, he stretched his helping hand and pulled me out. I owe him a lot. I daily gave him a glass of hot and sweet milk, boiling it on the small gas stove, which he bought for this purpose. It was the only service I could offer to him to express my affection for him. May God bless him. We did not like the dusty and worn-out roads in this area. We felt as if we were living miles away from the main city. The people living in this area are good. Our domestic kept our portion clean and washed our clothes taking 300 rupees per month. I develop attachment with places and people fast. I often break them to obey the dictates of my fate. Life is like a rag on a pavement in an unknown land. It is not reliable and permanent. We started there by 11:30. We left Old Bowenpally. We put our things in my portion at Darji Colony in Kakaguda by 12:05. I left my bachelorhood in Old Bowenpally. I got goddess Srijana Devi to serve. We rested on the folding iron cot in my rented abode for one hour. We had homemade sweets brought by Srijana. Kiran left for Visakhapatnam by 1:30. He got an audit assignment there. Today Srijana talked with me for about 90 minutes over phone. It was blissful. She caught cold. Afternoon she came to the house of her parents in K O Mallavaram from the house of her maternal grandparents in Viswanadhapuram. Had a plate of Vegetable Noodles for 17 rupees at a nearby hotel by 7:30. Went to sleep by 10:45 in my rented abode at Darji Colony.
31 March (Monday)
Woke up by 6:30. Swept the three rooms with a broom and washed the toilet basin. Cleared the cobwebs hanging down from the roof. Took a head bath by 10:00. Took my used clothes to a nearby washerwoman for a wash. They disfigure my clothes. They don’t mind the quality of clothes when washing or ironing them. It is much worse in villages. They wash them in dirty ponds. Tried to lock my portion for three minutes. It is a ‘Made in China’ lock. Bought it for 100 rupees recently. Cursed that fellow. Gave the key to the son of my portion mate and told him to lock it later. There are many a ‘China Bazar’ in twin cities. I like buying many items there at low prices. I heard that some protests are going on in India against the illegal entry of cheap Chinese goods into India. They are buggers of India. The poor benefit a lot buying Chinese items in India. They cannot buy expensive items in corporate retail stores. The present corporate companies are planning to silently and decently exploit the poor, influencing governments. I hate this Indian culture of authorized public exploitation. Reached our office by 10:40 on foot. Today I developed a job offer letter, an appointment letter, a promotion letter and a relieving letter for our company Thoran Technologies. Typed out two pages of content for a new blog titled “Rare Chance” to be posted on my blog site soon. Morning a female executive of Axis Bank called me up. She told me that they cannot make a personal loan to me considering my job track record. They don’t value character but salary bank accounts. Today Srijana talked with me for 40 minutes. This morning she did her ‘Indian Heritage and Culture’ exam well. Returned to my rented abode by 9:30 on foot. Went to sleep by 10:30.
1 April (Tuesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Washed my clothes and socks by 8:30. The detergent cake of Surf Excel I used ate a little skin at the end of my left little finger. Had some homemade sweets brought by Srijana. Took a bath by 9:50. Started to our office by 10:10. Got a plate of puris packed at a hotel on the way. Spent reading the online edition of Telugu daily Eenadu for 30 minutes. Today I developed samples of appointment letter and relieving order for Thoran Tech. By 2:40 had a plate of Lemon Rice for 18 rupees in Hotel Trupthi. This hotelier increased the price of plate rice to 30 rupees from 27 rupees recently keeping the quality and quantity of those items the same. If a person like me has to spend 100 rupees a day at a hotel for moderate breakfast, lunch and supper, what about other inevitable expenses in the city. This is why the poor are living pitiable lives in the present towns and cities. By 4:45 posted the blog titled “Rare Chance” on my blog site. It is a fictional interview with eight celebrities on behalf of my imaginary girlfriend Sukuma. Today I read the blogs of my friend Arun. I know him in association with ICFAI University Press. I liked his blogs. He is a good fellow. I visited the official website of Shashi Tharoor going from this blog site. This man got an impressive track record as an Indian diplomat and writer. Sent him an email through my Gmail. By 9:00 my friend Krishna Varma came from village Rudraram. We came to my abode on foot. Offered him sweets brought by Srijana. Today Srijana talked with me for 20 minutes at different times. She is suffering from cold and cough. Went to sleep by 10:45 for my dreams.
2 April (Wednesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Packed a few homemade sweets for my friend Krishna Varma to take to the abode of his sister. By 7:00 had a sweet to fill my stomach. Felt giddy by 8:00. Perhaps it means that one should not eat many sweets with an empty stomach. We two had breakfast in Hotel Saptagiri Tiffins by 10:15. It’s owned and run by a Tamilian. Bought a copy of Telugu daily Eenadu. We went walking together to our office. He took a city bus by 10:30. Spent reading Eenadu for 20 minutes. Typed out and posted a blog titled “Love Letter” on my blog site by 1:50. My friend Dantuluri Shiva Varma of Gajuwaka recently asked me to write a love letter for him in English. Now he is in love with a familiar girl. He wants to marry her. I copied a love letter from a website for this purpose. The love letter I typed out is a blog for my blog readers. I like this love letter. By 4:00 Bitra emailed me a web design template of GTRAS. I did not like it. Earlier I emailed him many reference websites. They did not apply any of those insights in developing this website. People have no concern for quality of work these days. They are spending much for publicity. They are cheating end users. Cheating became common. Today I did not do substantial work for the company. Explored blog sites and visited many websites to read something or see the images there. It’s a child’s play on the Internet. Enjoyed it. Today Srijana and her father talked with me. Told them when I am coming there to bring Srijana to Hyderabad. Today she did her mathematics exam well from 9:00 to 12:00. Now she is preparing to take her Computer Science emam. Lord Krishna is guiding her. Had a plate of Chicken Fried Rice in hotel White Rose for 22 rupees by 9:00. It was oily and spicy but tasty. We have to counter it drinking a lot of water. Went to sleep by 10:40 for my dreams.
3 April (Thursday)
Woke up by 6:00. Kiran returned from Visakhapatnam by 7:00. We had water shortage. He washed his head only. I found it funny. I put on our water motor. Water came. Took a bath by 10:00. Had my breakfast in Saptagiri Tiffins by 10:20. He offered three puris for 13 rupees. They are as light as paper. They are oily. Used an old sheet of newspaper to press them and remove excess oil from them. It’s mere exploitation. Many are becoming weak due to these useless and light food items being served in many hotels and hostels. Reached our office by 10:40. Today there was no much work in the office. Visited some blogs and websites. Searched for the photos of some girls on Google. Emailed to some of them. Afternoon added the photo of Swagata Gupta to my blog titled “My Love for Her” on my blog site. It was the photo she got taken when we were working as sub editors with ICFAI University Press in Hyderabad. She sat before a computer in a beautiful Punjabi dress, giving a simple pose, looking towards the camera. She looks more beautiful outside than in this photo. Keeping her photo there is to let the world know that I still love her. She is a great beauty. I love beauty. Sent a two-page email to Arun. Also typed out a two-page letter to send to the famous Bharata Natyam dancer Shobana in Chennai. I advised her to marry my friend Veeranjaneyulu. Both are great artists in their respective fields. They make a perfect match. Night talked with my brother Sambha about the date and time of taking Srijana Devi to our house formally. Today Srijana talked with me for 20 minutes. We exchanged satiric dialogues. Told her about my love with girls so far. Cold left her. Cough is on duty. Today she prepared for her Computer Science exam. Went to sleep by 11:00 for my dreams.
4 April (Friday)
Woke up by 6:00. Kiran and I went to Old Bowenpally by 8:00 on his bike. We had breakfast in Hotel Sri Sai Krishna there. We went into JP Apartments block and unlocked our apartment. Its owner rented it out to bachelors. We have to yet take our ceiling fan and buckets from there. We talked with its owner about our having vacated it formally. He has to repay his dues. We returned to my abode by 9:40. Washed a pair of clothes and took a head bath by 10:30. Had a plate of puris in Saptagiri Tiffins and reached our office by 10:45. Today I read the formal letters being used at the HR section in Thoran Technologies. Developed content for the services section of GTRAS website. Updated Bitra on the information to be used in finalizing the website of GTRAS. Afternoon sent my message to Shobana through her website and her personal email id. I will be happy if she agrees to marry my friend Veeranjaneyulu. I think that she is an unfortunate artist if she cannot marry him. I have doubts about her character as a person. Veeru is a master and challenger in this respect. Night stayed back till 10:20 to clear important work in consultation with my boss Srinivasa Rao. Chatted online with Parisa in Iran and my ex-colleague Chinmayee Patnaik in the USA. Chinmayee remarked that Srijana is a kid because she is 18 only. I replied that I am an infant. Had a plate of Dal Rice for 15 rupees in hotel White Rose by 10:40. Morning Srijana did her Computer Science exam well. Today I talked with her for about 15 minutes. Explained her why I don’t like my father. Came back to my abode by 10:50. Found that ants are eating my homemade sweets stored in a cardboard box. They could discover their treasure late. Lord Krishna is the messenger. I like His honorary consulting services. He is a magician and player. Went to sleep by 11:20.
5 April (Saturday)
Woke up by 6:00. My cousin Kiran and I went to Old Bowenpally by 8:30 on his bike. We met the house owner by 9:00 at JP Apartments block. He paid his dues to Kiran. We liked his fair treatment. We returned to my abode at Kakaguda by 9:45. Spent reading Eenadu for one hour. Rested on my folding iron cot for two hours. Walked along main road via Mahankali Temple. Withdrew 2000 rupees from the ATM Centre of Axis Bank there. Spotted a small store of home appliances there by main road. Bought a Ganga pressure cooker for 1050 rupees. Its capacity is 7.5 litres. Thence walked back to a kirana store near my abode. Bought food items worth 600 rupees in it. They are a 25-kilo sack of Kurnool Sona Masoori Rice, two kilos of sugar, one kilo of jaggery, one bottle of Sunflower refined oil, one kilo of red dal, one kilo of green dal, one kilo of wheat flour, half a kilo of Bengal gram, one kilo of refined salt, one bottle of Priya garlic pickle, two kilos of Upma rava, one kilo of groundnut kernel, turmeric powder, red chilli powder, coriander powder, mustards, two other related items, four toilet soaps of No.1, four detergent cakes of Rin Advanced and one Slice mango drink for me to have there. The rice cost me 435 rupees. Prices of pulses and oil are intimidating. Their boy brought my rice bag to my abode on a scooter, keeping me at its back. I carried the rest. Had a plate of Vegetable Noodles in hotel White Rose by 4:00. Rested on my folding iron cot for two hours. Talked with my sister-in-law Sandhya Rani for one hour. Had a plate of rice in Hotel Trupthi by 9:40. Today I talked with Srijana for about 100 minutes. Cold caught her again. Vamsy also talked with me. Went to sleep by 11:45 for my dreams.
6 April (Sunday)
Woke up by 6:00. Had my breakfast in Saptagiri Tiffins by 8:30. Went to the nearby ATM Centre of Axis Bank and checked my balance. There is 786.40 rupees only. Moved to the ATM Centre of Andhra Bank opposite it. Withdrew 200 rupees from it. Took a city bus by the office of Satyam Computers and reached Secunderabad railway station by 9:45. My father and mother talked with me for 10 minutes. Got a ticket reserved for me from the MGBS to Visakhapatnam for the 11th of this month. It is a window seat. The bus fare is 382 rupees. It is fair compared to the bus fares of private bus operators. Bought a copy of Eenadu and returned to my crib by 10:30. Spent reading Eenadu for one hour. Kiran was packing his things. He is going to Jaggampeta this evening to attend the marriage of his brother Naren on the 10th of this month. Rested on my iron cot for some time. Had my lunch in Hotel Trupthi by 1:00. Came back and rested for two hours. From 3:30 to 4:00 cleaned the small kitchen portion in my abode. Earlier bachelors stayed in it. We are the first married couple to enter this portion of house. They made the sink and other parts dirty. Used a brush, detergent cake and water to clean it all. By 4:30 brought the local cable operator and got the cable wire connected to my television. It’s working. Told him to come in the morning on the 8th of this month and plug in it after I pay him the installation fee of 355 rupees. Rested for two hours. Talked with my cousin Anantha Lakshmi and my maternal aunt Soorya Bhaskaramma at Durgada. They are happy about my marrying Srijana and bringing her to Hyderabad soon. Srijana is at the abode of her maternal grandparents in Viswanadhapuram. Today I talked with her for about 10 minutes. Went to sleep by 11:00.
7 April (Monday)
Woke up by 6:00. Today it is the first day of Telugu New Year Sarvadhaari. I could not celebrate it. I did not get Ugadi pickle prepared with margosa flowers, mango slices, tamarind, jaggery and green chillies. Went to our office by 10:45 on foot. It was not opened. The day shift employees must be observing a holiday today. Came back to my crib by 11:00. Rested on iron cot for two hours. Spent reading Eenadu for some time. Went to the nearby hotel Aritaaku and had a plate of rice for 28 rupees. They serve rice on fresh and green banana leaves. It is their USP, nothing more than that. Withdrew 1000 rupees from my account at the ATM Centre of Andhra Bank by 4:00. Bought a few nails and clothes hangers for 20 rupees. Then moved to China Bazar opposite Mahankali Temple. Bought four white chairs of Neelkanth brand for 900 rupees in it. They are made of plastic and easy to move. Also bought a nylon rope for hanging washed clothes at our abode. Hired an auto rickshaw for 20 rupees and brought them to my crib. My little abode got a special look after putting these chairs in the middle room (my rented abode has a little room by the entrance, a small kitchen, two rooms and a toilet-cum-bathroom at the other end). Took a bath by 5:00. Reached our office by 6:00 to do my night shift duty from 6:30 to 3:30. Today Srijana talked with me for about 15 minutes. She said that she wore a new saree on the occasion of Ugadi. She looks like an angel in a saree. I missed that wonder. Today she did not prepare for her Physics exam. She must have decided to do this exam differently. Night I edited content to be posted on a website. Had parcel supper, sponsored by our company, by 11:00. They offered a glass of mango drink by 2:00. Returned to my abode by 4:00 fearing stray dogs on roads.
8 April (Tuesday)
I could not manage to sleep well. Took a bath by 9:30. Had a plate of Pongali for 12 rupees in hotel Saptagiri Tiffins by 10:15. Reached our office by 10:30 on foot. Today I worked in it from 12:00 to 9:00. By 2:30 started to the office of Naveen at Patigadda in Secunderabad. He is working in an advertising agency there. Our systems administrator Bapi Raju referred him to us to do the Telugu typing work for the Telugu version of our Thoran Tech website. I wrote 18 lines in Telugu before starting there. It’s to present to my brother-in-law Vamsy on the occasion of his 18th birthday on this April 14. Handed the Telugu script, written by me, to Naveen, for him to do our website related work. Then asked him to type out my Telugu poetry meant for Vamsy. He did it well. He put the title in yellow color and the 18 short sentences in brown color. He framed this text with a beautiful line design. He took 20 rupees from me for this service at my insistence. Thence moved to Swapnalok Complex, on his advice, hiring an auto rickshaw. Thence walked to the temple of Ujjain Mahankali by Subhash Road, to get my white sheet of paper, with Telugu poetry on it, laminated. Got it framed at the shop of Molala Kesar Rao for 90 rupees. It is a gold colored frame. Had a plate of Vegetable Biryani and a glass of fruit salad at a hotel there. The birthday memento meant for Vamsy materialized well. Hired an auto rickshaw and returned to our office by 3:00. Edited and finalized the content meant to be used on www.swargam.ca by 9:00. By 8:00, 24,195 rupees were credited to my Axis Bank account towards my salary for the month of March from our company. Today Srijana did her Physics exam (her last annual exam in her first year B.Sc. Computers course in this academic year) from 9:00 to 12:00. She said she answered it for 60 marks only out of 100. Reached my abode by 10:00. Went to sleep by 11:00.
9 April (Wednesday)
Woke up by 6:00. My friend Krishna Varma stayed here last night. He brought grapes. He inaugurated our color television watching it for two hours. We left my abode by 10:00. We reached my office by 10:30 on foot. Got an email from Ramakanta Rao, the head of Global Technology Resources and Solutions at Virginia in the USA. He wants to present the website of Thoran Tech in about 13 versions. It should have its versions in all major Indian languages like Telugu, Hindi and Malayalam. I found his idea unique and commendable. Tried to contact eight translation related agencies and persons in Hyderabad. Adroit and Hyderabad Translation Bureau emerged as the capable and useful options. Emailed them asking them to reply me with details. Today I developed five versions of formal letters to be used by our company Thoran Tech. By 4:00 typed out and posted a blog titled “My Ditto Photo Chiranjeevi” on my blog site. It is a short fictional blog discussing his (Telugu film actor) views on his entry into politics soon as perceived and presented from my understanding of his nature as his admirer. Added his photo to this blog. Evening marketing executives of HSBC Bank came to our office with the idea of giving their credit cards to us based on our salaries. I too listened to them and decided to get one for me. I like to use it to get cash in critical conditions and carry out some online transactions when pressed for time. Today Srijana talked with me for three minutes. She went to Tuni along with her brother Vamsy. She saw the Telugu film “Happy Days” for the sixth time along with her friend in Tuni. Withdrew 5500 rupees from the nearby ATM Centre of Axis Bank by 9:00. Went to sleep by 10:45 for my dreams.
10 April (Thursday)
Woke up by 6:00. Swept my abode with broom and washed a pair of clothes by 8:30. Took a head bath and rested for one hour. Head bath with shampoo turns my hair pale and face weak. Had a plate of Set Dosa in hotel Saptagiri Tiffins for 12 rupees. Reached our office by 10:30 on foot. Today I edited the Telugu version content written by me and typed up by Naveen. There are nine pages. I enjoyed doing this work. Being in touch with our mother tongue is good. Sent an email to my metaphysical friend Deepthi by 5:00. It has five pages of content. I wrote to her about what happened in my life recently after my marriage with Srijana. Evening Naveen came and collected the edited papers of Telugu content of Thoran Tech website for incorporating those corrections. Today I typed out a one-page report on the idea of translation and presentation of our Thoran Tech company website in 12 versions of Indian languages. By 7:00 the executives of HSBC Bank came. Gave them the photocopies of my documents for getting their credit card. I could not get my salary slip today. Had a plate of rice in Hotel Trupthi by 9:30. Came back to my abode by 10:00. By 6:00, this evening, my father brought Srijana formally to our house in Peda Gummuluru from the house of her parents in K O Mallavaram. It is our tradition. Today she talked with me for 20 minutes. She wore a crimson saree today. This night, the marriage of Naren, the elder brother of my cousin Kiran, takes place in village Durgada. I could not attend it. I must work in our company to get my full salary. Money makes many things. I want it badly now. My two brothers went there. Srijana refused to go there without me beside her. I liked her love for me. Washed a pair of clothes by 10:30. My life is moving on smoothly by the grace of God. Went to sleep by 11:00.
11 April (Friday)
Woke up by 5:00. Went to the owner of a transport auto rickshaw near my abode and told him to be ready to come to bring our luggage when I call him up this Tuesday morning when I come back from our house along with Srijana and others. Gave a steel water container to my portion mate to fill fresh water and keep it ready for us this Tuesday morning. Gave some used clothes to my familiar washerwoman for a wash and ironing. Started to our office by 9:45 along with my bag of luggage. Had a plate of Pongali in hotel Saptagiri Tiffins. Today I worked from 10:30 to 6:00 in our office. Spent reading the online edition of Telugu daily Eenadu for 20 minutes. Did the GTRAS website related work for one hour and emailed it to Bitra. Had a plate of rice in Hotel Trupthi by 3:00. Gave my pay slip of March 2008 to our accounts executive by 5:00 and told him to give it to the executives of HSBC Bank, who come to our office this evening. Left the office by 6:00. Hired an auto rickshaw and reached the MGBS by 6:50. Paid him 64 rupees. He could bring me to this bus station fast moving through heavy traffic and the pollution of twin cities. Had a plate of Vegetable Biryani for 22 rupees in Hotel Nandini there. Had a glass of fruit salad also. The KPHB-Visakhapatnam Super Luxury bus arrived by 7:30. He could not bring the bus to any platform till 8:15 due to lack of space. Took my window seat 11 by 7:45. It started off by 8:25. This morning my brother Srinivas took Srijana to his abode at Madhava Dhara in Visakhapatnam. Our bus was halted at Reliance A1 Plaza by 10:00 by main road somewhere. I scanned this place and enjoyed the refreshing breezes for one hour.
12 April (Saturday)
I could hardly sleep in the bus. I am going home to bring my goddess Srijana Devi to Hyderabad. The life of a bachelor with good character remains lonely and desolate. He craves for a happy life in the company of a girl. A call girl is not the solution. She satisfies a basic need of man for some time taking money for it. A husband cannot enjoy the thoughts and relationship of his wife when he considers her as a sex partner or honorary domestic. Love and admiration between a girl and a boy make that bond delightful and memorable. I am a devotee of my goddess Srijana Devi in my thoughts. If one can spend half of the time one uses to go to temples and worship deities for praising his sweetheart or wife, his life can be heavenly. Our bus reached Annavaram travelling via Khammam district. Had a soft drink and bought a copy of Eenadu there. Got off it at R&B office in Madhava Dhara by 11:20. I was tired and sleepy. Hired an auto rickshaw and reached the rented abode of my brother Srinivas by 11:30. Had my lunch by 12:30. Srijana prepared Vegetable Biryani and potato curry this morning. They were good. My brother Srinivas returned from the UCO Bank at Dwaraka Nagar by 2:15. We spent talking till 3:30. My sister-in-law Sandhya Rani and Srijana kept talking most of last night. They looked weak. Srijana and I reached the bus stop at NAD Kotha Road in an auto rickshaw by 4:00. We took an Express bus bound to Kakinada and reached our house in Peda Gummuluru by 6:00. Spent talking with all till 9:30. My friend Dantuluri Shiva Varma of Gajuwaka came by 7:30. Gave him the love letter brought from Hyderabad. He likes to give it to his familiar girl. He wants to marry her. May God bless him. Srijana and I entered a room in the house of my brother Sambha by 10:00.
13 April (Sunday)
Woke up by 5:00. Freshened up myself by 8:00. My mother bought a few stainless steel utensils to be used in the kitchen of my new family with Srijana in Hyderabad. I am unable to give her money in my present conditions. My father is an irresponsible idiot as far as his love for his dependents is concerned. He does not give her enough money to buy medicines also. He is a sinner and criminal. God punishes him for his negligence towards my mother. She somehow managed to buy these dishes for me. I pity myself before pitying her. My father bought 50 kilos of rice for me. My mother packed some dals also for me. He packed all these items of luggage by 10:00. Gopala Krishna of Gopala Krishna Photo Studio in Adduroad brought our marriage photos arranging them in a big album by 9:00. There are quality and clarity in these photos. I found them very beautiful. Srijana also looked well in these photos. My father brought an auto rickshaw from Adduroad by 10:20. Srijana, Vamsy, my mother and I started to village Viswanadhapuram by 10:40. We travelled via Kota Uratla and reached there by 12:10. We had lunch by 1:00. I found my father-in-law Rama Raju very busy packing many things for his daughter. I pitied him. By 4:30 my mother, Srijana, Vamsy, my father-in-law Rama Raju and a friend of Srijana reached K O Mallavaram. My father-in-law has been living in this village for the last four years with his wife and two children. He built a simple house with bricks and tiles spending about two lakh rupees apart from financial assistance of state government. My goddess Srijana sanctified this house with her presence. We returned to Viswanadhapuram by 6:00. Went to sleep by 12:00.
14 April (Monday)
Woke up by 7:00. Took a head bath by 8:00. Today it is Sri Rama Navami, a Hindu festival associated with Lord Rama. I gave my Telugu poetry memento to Vamsy by 8:30. He read it and felt happy. Today it is his birthday according to his educational certificates. He took a head bath and wore a pair of old clothes. His father is financially weak now due to the marriage of Srijana. He has no money or interest to celebrate the birthday of his son in these circumstances. Vamsy spent moodily last night and avoided supper for this reason. He wanted to celebrate his birthday a little. Nobody paid attention to him. He tried to accept the reality today. There are two temples in this village; one is of Lord Rama and the other is of their village goddess Challamaamba. Today Vamsy actively participated in the formal procession and worship of Lord Rama on the occasion of Sri Rama Navami. He shouted His name in chorus along with other devotees when taking the idol of Lord Rama to all the houses in this villege in a transport auto rickshaw. Lord Rama blesses him on His birthday. I did not sit in the temple along with others when the formal worship was gong on under the guidance of a priest. Lord Rama is in me. My father-in-law hired an auto rickshaw to carry our luggage to Tuni. It left for Tuni by 5:30 along with Vamsy. Srijana, her mother, my mother and I started to Tuni by 8:00 in an auto rickshaw. We reached there by 6:45. We five waited for our bus till 8:00. Meanwhile Srijana bought a cellphone for 1300 rupees with her money. We loaded 26 items of our luggage into bus by 8:15 by main road near Sub Jail. The bus is of Gagan Travels. They halted it at a hotel near Rajahmundry by 10:00. Bought a bottle of Sprite for Srijana. Her father bought two packs of potato chips for her.
15 April (Tuesday)
The bus reached Hyderabad by 6:30. We five got off it at L B Nagar Crossroads. Our items of luggage were carefully brought down from the bus. I enjoyed this bus journey a lot. Srijana sat by window. I sat beside her. My father-in-law sat beside me on the other side of gangway. My mother and Srijana’s mother sat side by side three rows behind Srijana and me. Srijana threw rupee coins into River Godavari near Rajahmundry when our bus was moving on bridge there. She shone like moon beside me. There was another moon in the sky. I enjoyed the spell of both on this journey. She wore a beautiful Punjabi dress. Gentle breezes caressed her beautiful face. I kept looking at her face most of the time. My Lord Krishna decorated it greatly. Our luggage was loaded into the auto rickshaw by 7:00. It was brought from Kakaguda by the man, with whom I talked before starting to my home. Srijana, her father and I sat at the back of this vehicle. The other two sat beside the driver in the front. We reached my rented abode at Kakaguda by 8:00. They asked me for 1200 rupees. They thought that I am a millionaire. I gave them 500 rupees. My father-in-law and I carefully moved the luggage into my one-bedroomed portion. My abode looked complete after keeping these things in it. Srijana’s face turned dim due to bus travel. Reached my office opposite Apollo Hospital at Vikrampuri by 10:45. Today there was no much work to do in the office. I felt very sleepy by the afternoon. Had my lunch in Hotel Trupthi by 2:45. Reached my abode by 9:15. Took a bath by 9:30. Srijana and I had parcel supper at home by 10:00. Went to sleep by 1:00.
16 April (Wednesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Took a head bath by 6:30. We got everything ready by 7:00 in our kitchen. Our family priest told us to do it by 7:55 this morning checking a Telugu calendar. We Telugu people call this auspicious ceremony “Paalu Ponginchadam”. A newly married couple or other families entering a new house formally for the first time follow this custom. We have to use pure cow milk on this occasion to prepare sweet rice. The new couple, their relatives and friends put a little amount of rice each, into the hot milk, once it overflows off the formal vessel, after heating it on a stove or other kinds of heat sources for some time. It is believed that the new family thrives if milk overflows on all sides of the special vessel. Jaggery is used for preparing this sweet rice. It would be sanctified after putting it before the idols of Hindu gods and goddesses for some time during the worship. It would be distributed to attendees of ceremony after formal worship. We did it well. Srijana and I broke coconuts and offered green bananas to the idol of Lord Ganesh in our kitchen. My mother and Srijana’s parents also broke coconuts. Jagannaadha Raju, the paternal uncle of Srijana, is the only guest of this event. He brought a jackfruit for Srijana and me. He came from village Kandla Koya. Thus my goddess Srijana Devi and I formally started our family life this morning in a traditional manner. Srijana wore a beautiful sari today. I worked in our office from 11:00 to 9:00. There was no much work. Had my lunch at home by 2:40. Srijana served it. Returned to my abode by 9:20. Srijana was waiting for me. Took a bath by 9:40. We had our supper, sitting together on floor, by 10:15. Went to sleep by 2:30.
17 April (Thursday)
Woke up by 6:00. Freshened up myself by 7:00 and rested again for two hours. My body was in need of more sleep. It is getting difficult to sleep beside Srijana. I like looking at her bewitching eyes all the night. Went to our office by 10:40. Morning filled four pages before this page in this diary with my pen. I could not do it in time being busy. It happens once in a decade. I write about the events of a day that night or the following morning itself. I cannot include some events of a day if many take place that day. I choose to write about a few things based on my prevailing mood or other considerations that day or night. What I avoided or failed to cover today might look important in future. So, a personal diary is an incomplete story of one’s life as experienced and presented by one, being narrated in the kind of language one knows by that time in his life. One’s personal diary would be very interesting if one presents one’s life truthfully and what one experienced, imagined and thought otherwise. Today I did my personal work (writing in my personal diary) in the office for four hours. I know that many do their personal work in their offices. We cannot separate the person from the professional even in a rigid work environment. The moral to be practiced in a company is to complete the office work in time. Free time can be enjoyed by us decently. Today my day shift colleagues saw our marriage photos in the album. They found Srijana very beautiful. Left the office by 8:00. Took a portable gas cylinder worth 200 rupees and a few more everyday use items buying at China Bazar. My father-in-law accompanied me. Kiran came by 9:15. We had supper by 10:00. Repaid him 5000 rupees, as part of the debt due to his father. There was water scarcity at home today. Went to sleep by 11:00.
18 April (Friday)
Woke up by 6:00. Freshened up myself by 7:30 and rested for two hours. Reached our office by 10:30. Spent reading the online version of Telugu daily Eenadu for half an hour. Today I did not have much work in the office. My day shift colleagues asked me to bring the album of our marriage photos. Had my lunch at home by 2:40 and took the album to our office by 3:00. They found Srijana Devi very beautiful. She deserves that praise. By 4:00 I was informed that the liquefied petroleum gas in the local made portable cylinder in my abode was over. The cooking of a curry was disturbed in the middle due to it. By 6:00 typed out a two-page blog to post on my blog site. Left the office by 8:00. My father-in-law already came to the main road keeping our empty portable cylinder in a gunny bag. Withdrew 6500 rupees from the ATM Centre of Axis Bank there. We took a cylinder in exchange for 200 rupees. It contains 3.5 kilos of liquefied petroleum gas, filled locally by some unauthorized folks. We bought some more items for domestic use in China Bazar by main road. My father-in-law paid 430 rupees for it. I am bankrupt now. I am not practicing the principle of self-reliance now. Kiran came by 9:00. Gave him 3000 rupees. Kiran likes extraordinary female beauty like me. He gave 98 marks for 100 for the beauty of Srijana. I felt very happy. We all had supper together by 10:00. It was a great experience. He left for the abode of his friend by 10:30. My mother told me that she wants to go home. She is unable to spend here sitting inside always. I decided to send her home immediately. She is an innocent goddess. I enjoy her presence here a lot. Keeping a fish in an aquarium is wrong. The world of my mother is very little. It is our house in Peda Gummuluru. Went to sleep by 11:30.
19 April (Saturday)
Woke up by 6:00. My mother put her luggage in a bag by 8:00. We stepped out by 9:00. Srijana, her parents, my mother and I reached the abode of Madhavi, the maternal aunt of Srijana, at Ashok Nagar, near Serilingampally, by 10:30. We are their guests today. A newly married couple enjoys special status in the sphere of their close relatives. In course of time, they too become ordinary. We spent there till 6:30. I spent watching television and talking with the available ones sitting in a chair in their rented abode. They kept offering snacks, drinks, fruits or tea once for every one hour. My mother rested on a bed inside after having her lunch. They saw our marriage photos. They presented a saree to my mother for formality. My friend Raja of Molleru Mallavaram joined us by 4:00. He came from Erragadda. We all got ready by 6:00. My father-in-law Rama Raju took my mother to the bus stop at Chanda Nagar in an auto rickshaw from Ashok Nagar. She is leaving for home by a bus of Gagana Travels. I could not give her money even to buy the bus ticket. She brought 500 rupees from home. She is spending 380 rupees to buy this ticket. I gave her a plastic water jug, which I bought from the China Bazar store for our domestic use in my new family life. She liked it. I gave it. I gave 45 rupees to my father-in-law and told him to buy one kilo of grapes for my mother to take home. She is her first contestant in ignorance and innocence. This is her first visit to Hyderabad. She is walking slowly suffering from the pain of her knee joints. I can pity her. Money can get her operated and treated. I don’t have it now. Went to sleep by 11:00.
20 April (Sunday)
Woke up by 6:00. Knew that my mother reached home by 8:30 getting off the bus at Adduroad Junction. My brother Sambha went there to bring her home. My mother travelled about 500 kilometers alone for the first time in her life. She did not get down from the bus anywhere between Hyderabad and Adduroad. She was afraid that she may not identify her bus if she goes into a hotel when they halt it for their supper. Her Lord Shiva reached her home safely. Srijana, her parents, Raja and I reached Bowenpally by 9:30 in an auto rickshaw. Jagannaadha Raju, the younger brother of my father-in-law Rama Raju, is living in village Kandla Koya near Medchal. Today we five are going there as their guests. He came to take us from the bus stop there. There are no fruits to buy and take them. We reached their little abode in a mango garden by 10:45. We spent there till 4:30. They kept offering us this or that to eat or drink once for every 30 minutes. There is a poultry farm in the vicinity of their abode. Those eggs are being stocked in a shed beside their abode. Houseflies were playing around us. We spent much time sitting and talking under a jackfruit tree opposite their abode. I liked the jack fruit offered by them. They were very sweet. I had about 40 of them. We visited the poultry farm after strolling through the mango and cashew garden there for some time. We reached Sai Geetha Ashram there by 5:00. At the stroke of every hour, there will be the sound of a huge bell, followed by the vibrating sound of Om for five times. We watched that huge bell being rung by an automated artificial man there, when it was 5:00 in the big clock there. This ashram is being run by and for Sai Kumar. He is one of the material practitioners of mainstream Hinduism in India today. They earn money and enjoy fame in the name of religion. Sai is the name they market. Shallow people follow them. Went to sleep by 12:30.
21 April (Monday)
Woke up by 6:00. There was no water supply till 9:00. It has been a problem ever since I brought Srijana here. My mother-in-law Saraswati prepared delicious breakfast. My father-in-law Rama Raju and I went to the nearby Maruti Gas Agency at Tarbund by 9:45. He told us to come later. He has to get confirmation from the HP Gas agency in Tuni to deliver a filled LPG cylinder to us here. Thence I took my father-in-law to my office. Showed him the rooms in our small office. Gave him a glass of cool water. He drinks a lot of water every day. He often smokes cigarettes. I came along with him up to the office of Satyam Computers at Karkhana and went back. I was feeling sleepy. Today there was no much work in the office. Typed out and posted a blog titled “Dear Chiranjeevi” on my blog site by 11:45. It got three pages. It is a work of fiction. Earlier I stated on my blog site that I would deal with Spaceman Spiff complaining against her in a police station. She is like a rat in a hole. I should not waste my time thinking about such mean creature. She cannot show me her face also. This blog is a reply from a police officer discussing this issue subtly. It is meant for expressing my views on Spaceman Spiff, which my blog readers can read. Afternoon participated in an online contest sponsored by a casino. Today I created three email accounts using the id dsrujanadevi on Yahoo, MSN and Google for my goddess Srijana. Came back to my abode by 9:20. Took a bath and had my supper by 10:20. Power cut occurred for one hour. Went to sleep by 1:00.
22 April (Tuesday)
Woke up by 6:00. My father-in-law and my mother-in-law left for Kukatpally by 9:00. They have their relatives there. By 10:00 Srijana got a phone call from her father. He wanted to know if he forgot his purse of money at home. It is not here. It must have been stolen by a pickpocket. He got 500 rupees and a small phone number book in it. Now he is also bankrupt like me. It is a significant loss for him. Reached our office by 10:45. On the way, bought two bottles of Rasna sweet drink maker powder for 140 rupees in the Food World outlet by main road. Gave the meal vouchers of Ticket Restaurant to pay for it. My cousin Kiran gave that booklet to me. These bottles are for my in-laws. Today I did much work related to GTRAS company website. Morning rested for one hour putting three chairs together in our lunchroom. There is no medicine to avoid the weakness caused by sleeplessness. One has to sleep to recover oneself from it. Had my lunch at home by 2:45. Srijana cooked rice today. Her mother prepared the curry this morning. It is to reduce the burden on her daughter. Evening talked with my boss Srinivasa Rao for 90 minutes about the work related to GTRAS website. Came back to my abode by 11:20. Brought a pack of Eclairs chocolates and an Airtel prepaid card worth 50 rupees for Srijana. Bought these chocolates using the meal vouchers given by Kiran. She likes chocolates a lot. She prepared supper for us. It was good. My friend Dara Konda is getting married on the 30th of this month. Yesterday night he invited me to his marriage over phone. I cannot go there. May Jesus Christ bless the couple. Now it is very hot in twin cities. I don’t mind it much. I am part of Mother Nature. Went to sleep by 1:00.
23 April (Wednesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Srijana prepared Upma by 8:00. Had a glass of hot milk also. We are buying one litre of fresh buffalo milk every morning. One is rearing a few buffaloes near my abode. He is selling one litre of milk for 26 rupees. In India, one can find more alcohol and useless soft drinks like Pepsi and Coca Cola than milk. I regret my birth in this nation. Indians spend much time on cricket and copying intelligence and inventions of other nations. The constitution and the defence systems of India are good examples for it. I don’t get milk to drink in twin cities but a number of useless soft drinks and junk food. Reached our office by 10:30 on foot. Morning carried out the work of Thoran Tech website in Telugu. Had my lunch at home by 2:30. Srijana prepared carrot fry. By 3:00 took a city bus near the office of Satyam Computers at Karkhana. Took another city bus at Rethifile bus stand and got off it at Musheerabad. Went to a watch repair shop. Got the black plastic belt of my wristwatch changed for 35 rupees. I bought it about two years ago for 200 rupees. It is light by weight but great in quality. Poor Indians need such products and services. Checked some sample works in the office of Hyderabad Translation Bureau under the guidance of its head Sreenadh. We want to present our Thoran Tech website in 12 languages of India for variety and uniqueness sake. Took their company brochure and visiting card. Returned to Secunderabad by 5:30. Bought one kilo of grapes for 20 rupees to take home. Reached our office by 6:30. Came back to home by 9:40. My father-in-law and mother-in-law returned from the abode of their relative. Went to sleep by 11:00.
24 April (Thursday)
Woke up by 6:00. There was no water supply till 10:30. Freshened up myself and rested on iron cot for two hours. My body is in need of more sleep. My father-in-law collected water from a nearby municipal tap along with others. Reached our office by 10:45 on foot. Spent waiting for Sandeep to open the shutters till 11:30. Today I did GTRAS website related work. By 4:00 two technicians came to repair the AC machines in our office. One of them is a boy of Bihar. I asked him about their chief minister in Bihar now. He said that he does not belong to Bihar. Such is his loyalty and love for his state. Bihar is underdeveloped. Many like to relate themselves with development. Afternoon my brother Srinivas saw my blog site in his bank at Visakhapatnam. He is a novice at using Internet. The annual exams of my nephews Sujan and Suhas are over. They started enjoying summer vacation playing cricket with their friends. By 7:25 typed out and posted a blog titled “The Bad Silence in India” on my blog site. I presented eight paragraphs discussing the disorders in India now. I called it a bloody and nasty nation. India means delay and waiting for me. Very few things get done in time. I lost a lot of time in my life for being born in India. They are calling it “Incredible India” to attract foreign tourists. It is right in the wrong sense. This night my high school friend Nanaji is leaving for Dubai. He spent about 70,000 rupees on this project. A private agent of Gajuwaka is sending him there. He can earn 15,000 rupees a month at the most working as a part-time fitter there. Indians are living like helpless beggars in many countries. India is a nation of beggars. Went to sleep by 11:00.
25 April (Friday)
Woke up by 6:00. Freshened up myself by 7:30. Had my breakfast and rested on iron cot for two hours. Reached our office by 10:30 on foot. It was not yet opened. Spent talking with the watchman of this building. He is about 45. He is from Srikakulam district in Andhra Pradesh. His employer Sudhakara Rao, who owns part of this building Gayatri Arcade, is also from Srikakulam district. He said that he has about 700 crore rupees worth assets. He is a builder and industrialist. This watchman gets 5000 rupees as salary per month from this millionaire. He earns 5000 rupees from the company owners in this building for his casual services here. He has four acres of paddy farm by main road in his hometown. Recently he got ready to sell one acre of land to get his daughter married. His brothers advised him not to sell it. Agricultural land is very valuable in this state now. His owner married a poor girl. It was a love marriage. She is beautiful. They have two children. I smelled alcohol from this man. He is a happy man. I liked his appearance, words and satisfaction as a human being. By 1:00 went to the office of Bitra at Banjara Hills to personally supervise our GTRAS website development work, which is at final stage. By 2:30 had a potato cutlet for seven rupees and a glass of sugarcane juice for five rupees. Returned to our office by 4:00. Bought one kilo of grapes for 20 rupees to take home. By 7:45 sent a two-page email to the Telugu novelist Yandamoori Veerendranath. Came back to home by 9:15. My cousin Kiran came and went back. Went to sleep by 1:30.
26 April (Saturday)
Woke up by 6:00. My mother-in-law prepared Upma for breakfast. Went to a nearby hair salon by 7:50. Got a haircut for 45 rupees. This place was clean and hygienic. There was no water supply. Took a head bath with limited water cursing my house owner Raju Yadav. Srijana and I went to the nearby ATM Centre of Axis Bank by 10:00. Withdrew 1500 rupees from my account. Showed Srijana how to do it. My balance is 981 rupees in it now. We hired an auto rickshaw and reached Kasturba Gandhi College for Women at West Marredpally by 10:30. We enquired them about the graduate course admissions into this college. They told us to come in the first week of June for that information. This is the state of affairs in a college named after Kasturba Gandhi. I have no authority to kill the scoundrels in this college. The college principal has only this much information with her. Thence we moved to the Reliance Web World outlet near the passport office. Paid 912 rupees towards my cellphone bill from 11 March to 10 April. We returned to our abode by 11:00. Srijana and her parents left for KPHB by 2:30. They have a marriage to attend. Gave 200 rupees to Srijana for her casual expenses. She took her beautiful handbag along with her keeping this money in it. I would have given her 10,000 rupees if I had enough money. I pitied her. Spent my time alone watching television and sleeping on cot. By 7:00 went to a nearby Internet café to scan four wedding photos of Srijana and post them on my blog site. That scanner is of poor quality. That operator is a nut. Washed his brain a little. Had rice with Priya garlic pickle and curd at home by 8:00. Went to sleep by 10:30.
27 April (Sunday)
Woke up by 6:00. Freshened up myself by 6:30. Took a city bus and reached Rethifile bus stand by 7:30. Thence took another city bus and reached Shivam Road by 8:00. Scanned Eenadu for 15 minutes in the rented abode of Rajani. He went out for jogging. Went to Kshatriya Seva Samithi Hostel by 9:00. They saw our wedding photos in two albums. Had my breakfast and lunch there paying for them as a guest. Went back to the abode of Rajani by 10:00. He too saw our wedding photos. He commented that Srijana Devi got royal features. She must live like a princess in a palace. I agreed with him. He offered an apple to me. Rested there on a cot for 40 minutes. Meanwhile his friend came with a set of liquor bottles. Rajani does not drink. Went back to KSS Hostel by 12:30. Rested there for one hour before and after my lunch. Took a city bus and reached the ESI bus stop by 3:15. Thence took two sharing auto rickshaws and reached the Malaysian Township via JNTU College by 4:00. Srijana sent her relative to take me inside. She was in the house of her distant relative along with her parents. This night there is a marriage. Srijana and I started back by 6:00 from there. We took a sharing auto rickshaw up to Bala Nagar. Thence we hired an auto rickshaw up to the office of Satyam Computers at Karkhana. We reached home by 8:00. Srijana prepared egg curry and rice by 8:45. There was curd prepared with one litre of buffalo milk. I had much curd with rice. Later added sugar to it and prepared Lassi. Srijana also had one glass of it. Went to sleep by 12:00.
28 April (Monday)
Woke up by 6:30. This early morning my father-in-law and mother-in-law reached my abode from the venue of marriage around 3:00. He called me up thrice. My cellphone was in another room. We could not hear it. Three stray dogs, in the vicinity of our abode, suspected their untimely presence. They followed them. Aditya, a four-year-old cousin of Srijana, was also there with them. My mother-in-law and that boy sought his protective guidance when those dogs were exhibiting their intuitive violence. My father-in-law practiced defensive nonviolence. I left the window at the entrance door open. He could open it somehow from that window. Reached our office by 10:30 on foot. Got an email from Yandamoori Veerendranath. He sent me his cellphone number and informed me to call him up to talk about anything. I liked his reply. He wrote about 50 novels in Telugu and worked for about 10 Telugu feature films. He started Saraswathi Vidya Peetam near Kakinada for the tribal and the poor students. I sent him a three-page email thanking him for his affection for me in replying to me. He is 60 now. He is a busy person. I like to meet him. He is a great celebrity. He is a friend of Telugu film actor Chiranjeevi. The latter acted in eight Telugu feature films based on the novels or related contribution of Yandamoori. He is one of the great persons of India. He is a chartered accountant also. Today it was sultry in our office. The AC machines are out of order. Evening Parisa chatted with me online from Iran. Sent her four scanned wedding photos of my darling Srijana Devi. She found her smiling face extraordinary. I too felt the same. Came back to home by 9:10. Had my supper by 10:00. Had two glasses of jaggery water. Went to sleep by 11:00.
29 April (Tuesday)
Woke up by 6:00. By 10:00, Srijana, her father and I went to the nearby HP Gas agency to enquire about the availability of LPG cylinder. He said that he did not yet receive a confirmation letter from Tuni. There my father-in-law applied for the transfer of this connection. Government service means delay in India. They act fast in collecting taxes and punishing the innocent and the helpless. My father-in-law signed on a white sheet of paper in Telugu. He is giving this HP Gas connection to his daughter as a gift. That bloke told us to come for it after four days. There was never a phone call from their end. We have to call them up and enquire about things always. I have no right to blast legislatures, police stations and courts of law in this country. Naxalites are doing it. Police are hunting and killing them. We walked back towards my office. Srijana said that she would come there later. She and her father went back to our abode. Today I have no much work in the office. Evening typed out a blog titled “Honeybee”. It got eight pages of text in an interview format. Honeybee is a film actress. I interviewed her. It is a work of fiction discussing the hard-core realities in India now. I wrote about the exploitation of females in film industry in it. It shows how bad India is when observed from the standpoint of a good woman, who is treated as a prostitute by others. I had no time to post it on my blog site today. Came back to home by 9:00. My father-in-law and mother-in-law put their luggage in bags. Had my supper by 10:00. Went to sleep by 10:45.
30 April (Wednesday)
Woke up by 4:00. My father-in-law, my mother-in-law and Aditya got ready by 4:45. Srijana and I walked along with them to main road. We hired an auto rickshaw to Secunderabad railway station for 50 rupees. I bought two general tickets for my in-laws to Tuni. Aditya is four years old. He is son of Ramasekhara Raju, the maternal uncle of Srijana. We five walked to platform 2 by 6:00. Janmabhoomi Express was already packed. My father-in-law somehow put his luggage on an iron rack in a general compartment. My mother-in-law had a plate of wadas for 20 rupees. It actually costs 10 rupees at the most outside. It is public exploitation of passengers. We bade them farewell and left the platform by 6:20. They are going back to home after spending with us for two weeks. We enjoyed their presence and affection. My mother-in-law did most of the work at home to make her daughter happy. We took a city bus and returned to our abode by 6:45. We bought a dozen bananas for 20 rupees and a copy of Eenadu for three rupees. Knowledge is cheaper than many useless foods and drinks in India. Reached our office by 10:50. Evening P Sreenath of Hyderabad Translation Bureau talked with our boss Ramakantha Rao in the USA. He said that the present Indian MNCs are not concentrating on the Indian language versions of their information and websites. Much dependence on American and European markets is making them so. I enjoyed listening to his words in the telephone conference. We are global citizens now. By 8:00 posted my blog “Honeybee” on my blog site. Came back to my abode by 8:25. We had our supper by 9:00. We had Lassi also. Went to sleep by 10:30.
1 May (Thursday)
Woke up by 6:00. Morning the paperboy delivered Telugu daily Andhra Jyothi. I did not read it. I like reading Eenadu only. I don’t like reading Saakshi at all. It is a Telugu daily started recently in Hyderabad by Y S Jagan. He is son of the present chief minister Rajasekhara Reddy. They developed rivalry towards Ramoji Rao, head of Ramoji Group. They started this newspaper to deal with him. This is the state of democracy and the media in this nation now. Bought four Eveready batteries for 36 rupees. These are to use in my Sony Walkman. I have Eveready battery charger but those recharge batteries are a little out of order now. Srijana wants to listen to Telugu cine songs and FM stations in Hyderabad. She wants change in her means of domestic entertainment. Morning a water digging machine worked before our abode to establish water supply facility. Our house owner Raju Yadav arranged it. This is to avoid water scarcity to his tenants here forever. I felt relieved. Reached our office by 10:50 on foot. On the way bought a bottle of Rasna sweet drink maker powder, two packs of biscuits and two packs of stored dates for our domestic use. It was sultry in our office. Morning did not do much work. Evening our boss Ramakantha Rao talked with me for 20 minutes over phone from Virginia in the USA. He said that he starts every working day there talking with me here over phone. He told me that I should talk with him for about 30 minutes every day. I don’t know why he loves me that much. Came back to my abode by 8:20. Today Srijana thoroughly dusted and cleaned our portion. The water digging machine generated a lot of dust. My cousin Kiran came by 10:00. We three had supper by 10:30. Thereafter we had dry-roasted groundnut kernels and jaggery. We spent talking for some time. Went to sleep by 11:30.
2 May (Friday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Called up the fellow at HP Gas agency at Tarbund by 10:00. He said that they did not yet receive the confirmation letter from Tuni. This fellow earlier told us that they sent it one week ago. It has to be reached there by the folks of postal department. Everybody follows the culture of delay and negligence in India. India is ruining day by day. It looks beautiful and admirable from the perspective of artists and dreamers. The reality is it is ugly and detestable. Morning paid 390 rupees for the fresh buffalo milk we bought for 15 days in April. One litre of milk costs 26 rupees. Reached our office by 10:50 on foot. Today I did much work. Evening my boss Gouravaram Srinivasa Rao reprimanded me. They installed spy software in our computer systems. It records everything I do and browse on my office computer. He can check it anytime. He told me that I should not chat online with anybody or do any personal work during my working hours in the office. I felt uneasy to hear it from him. He is a humanitarian. He is following the Indian style of dealing with Indian employees in India. They must kill the person in them as soon as they enter their place of work. I hate such culture. An employer must win the hearts of his employees positively. It would be possible only when they are treated as human beings. Orders yield poor results. Affection achieves better results. An employee knows well how to act in an office when he does not like that ambience or the attitude of his superiors in it. Many employees are playing with their employers now. Retention of experts became a big issue now in the employment sector. Profitability and employee comfort are their choices now against blind or honest loyalty. Went to sleep by 11:00.
3 May (Saturday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Meanwhile Srijana prepared Upma for us. We hired an auto rickshaw by 8:00 for 50 rupees and reached cinema Saptagiri at RTC Crossroads by 8:40. My cousin Kiran came there to take us to his nearby rented apartment. We reached there in two minutes on foot. His is apartment 102 in the first floor of Signet Enclave built by Royal Builders. I found it spacious and beautiful. It is a well-ventilated apartment. There are many cinemas and shops around it. He offered bananas and homemade sweets to us. My friend Raja of Molleru Mallavaram joined us by 9:45. Kiran left for his office by 10:00 on his bike. Raja, Srijana and I saw the Telugu film “Jalsaa” of Pavan Kalyan in cinema Sandhya from 11:00 to 2:00. It is good. Each of us had a plate of rice in hotel Sai Durga Andhra Meals by 2:30. We three went back to the rented abode of Kiran to rest for some time. Srijana asked for Thums Up soft drink by 3:40. Raja and I went out and bought one bottle of Sprite and one bottle of Thums Up, each weighing 1.5 litres. Kiran returned from his office by 4:40. Both of us went to the nearby Big Bazaar shopping centre by 5:00. He bought a few household items like mugs, flip-flops, scissors, soap holders and shaving brush. I moved to the nearby cinema Sudarshan by 5:30 and bought four tickets for 140 rupees for Telugu film “Bhale Dhongalu” of Tarun and Ileana. We four saw it from 6:00 to 9:00. It is interesting. Then we had supper in a nearby hotel. Kiran sponsored it. We three hired an auto rickshaw for 60 rupees and returned to our abode. Today I spent 500 rupees. Went to sleep by 11:00.
4 May (Sunday)
Woke up by 6:30. Raja, Srijana and I got ready by 8:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. We three hired an auto rickshaw and reached the abode of my friend Veeranjaneyulu by 10:30. I paid 80 rupees to him checking the meter in it. I found it very affordable and reasonable. Gave him five rupees more to appreciate his honesty. We sat in ‘Mattaparthi’s Atelier’ till 1:30. Srijana wore a pink saree. She was looking pretty in it but her face turned dim. Veeru found her beautiful. She liked his paintings. They are lifelike and inspiring. We watched part of a Telugu comedy (feature film) for one hour on his computer. Our HCU friend Kuracha Srinivasa Rao (Bhayya) came by 11:00. We met him after a long time. We had lunch by 2:00. Srijana had it by 3:00 along with the female relatives of Veeru. She spent talking with them for about one hour. We all started to the campus of University of Hyderabad by 4:30 in the old Maruti Gypsy of Veeru. There is exhibition of paintings by students of Department of Fine Arts in DST Auditorium there. We spent there watching those paintings for 20 minutes. Most of them are of abstract art. I took about 30 photos of Srijana there using the digital camera of Veeru. She did not cooperate with me for my shooting. I got angry. Took her towards English department and explained her the psyche of a desolate and possessive admirer like me. Told her that an ordinary girl cannot realize the value and admiration of a dreamer when he approaches her proactively and ardently. She got hurt. She was moved to tears. We all visited Peacock Lake, Nursery, Yoga Centre and Gopal Shop (Gops). Srijana and I returned to our abode by 10:00. We had parcel meal by 10:30. Went to sleep by 12:00.
5 May (Monday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had Upma by 10:00 prepared by Srijana. Reached our office by 10:50 on foot. Called up the agent of HP Gas at Tarbund. They told me to call back on this Wednesday. Talked with my brother Sambha and my mother over phone. He is not happy with the return from the seasonal crop of mango garden he bought this year. He spent much on buying and spraying pesticides to save the crop from pests from the beginning. Yet the crop was damaged by pests. Mangoes lost quality due to it. He exported mangoes to Orissa and West Bengal twice. The rates are disappointing. My mother consulted a specialist at Adduroad for her knee joint pains. He comes here once a week from Kakinada. He prescribed injections for her. She spent 500 rupees for those medicines. She asked me about the treatment of my wife Srijana towards me. I told her that she is looking after me well. Srijana is my goddess. I don’t expect much from her. Her presence and voice delight my psyche. Bought a pack of Horlicks butter candies, one Glucose pack, a Diary Milk bar, three No. 1 toilet soaps and two Rin Shakthi detergent cakes. Used the meal vouchers of Ticket Restaurant to buy these items at Food World outlet on the way. Took them when going home for my lunch by 2:10. Rested in our office for one hour in the morning and afternoon. It is sultry in the office. The AC machines are not yet repaired. It is common in mediocre companies. Came back to home by 8:45. We had supper by 9:30. Talked with my friend Krishna Varma. Went to sleep by 11:30.
6 May (Tuesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 10 minutes. The LPG in our portable cylinder at home is coming to an end. Went to a nearby shop and tried to buy one. He said a 4 kg gas cylinder costs 700 rupees. I got angry. In India there is no value for the anger or complaint of a gentleman or a sensitive woman. There are exploitation and dishonesty everywhere. I did not like to disturb myself going to a police station to complain against him because I am an Indian living in India. I have to suffer like this like millions of ordinary people. Bought wheat flour, vegetables and grapes for our domestic use. Put them at home and went to the office by 10:50. Today I did not do much work in the office. By 2:15 came back to home for my lunch. My friend Raja came on a bike from his office at Ameerpet. He brought the color photo of a girl. His parents chose her for him to marry. I observed considerable disorders in her eyes and neck. He did not like her. He is a handsome guy. He wants to marry a beauty. There is scarcity of girls in Kshatriya community now, leave alone beauties. Girls are after software engineers with high salaries and facilities. Evening sent a message to Tim Kaine, the present governor of Virginia in the USA, using the online form on their government website. I asked him to help me in coming to Virginia, working and living there. I am slowly losing interest and patience to live in India. Indians are a bad race. Their silence on public exploitation and their devotion to worthless pursuits like cricket keep them backward. I pity my helpless existence in this bad nation. Went to sleep by 11:30.
7 May (Wednesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 10 minutes. My darling Srijana and I hired an auto rickshaw at the office of Satyam Computers and reached our office by 10:45. She spent in our office for five minutes. She had a glass of cool water. Thence we walked to the nearby HP Gas agency B S Enterprises at New Bowenpally. They informed us this morning to come and collect a filled LPG cylinder. We followed the procedures of documentation. He took 1500 rupees for all charges. He said that their mechanic would come to our abode to check our gas stove and pipe. He charged me 150 rupees for this service. They invented ways to exploit customers regularly. Actually they should charge 40 rupees for this service as per the printed statement they displayed there. I have no right to set fire to these cheats and their business units. Naxalites are doing it. The government is getting them fired by police. The government has institutionalized corruption and lawlessness in India. People that know how to cheat others can live happily in India. The government sponsors murders of honest and brave officials in its departments. Srijana took the LPG cylinder to our abode in the auto rickshaw of this gas agency sitting beside the driver. Paid him 25 rupees for it. Today I did much work in the office. My monthly salary 24,800 rupees was credited to my Axis Bank account by 7:00. Came back to my abode by 8:40. Talked with my brother Srinivas and my sister-in-law Sandhya Rani over my cellphone. Srijana and I had supper by 10:00. It is very hot and humid in twin cities now. Went to sleep by 11:00.
8 May (Thursday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 10 minutes. Had my breakfast and rested for one hour. Reached our office by 10:50 on foot. Today I did not do much work in the office. The two AC machines, which were found out of order by the mechanics, are yet to be repaired. It is getting muggy inside day by day. It’s draining me. I am often drinking cool water due to summer. It is a good habit in all seasons. Many times seasons or circumstances make a man good or bad. Today Srijana prepared aubergine curry for lunch. By 3:15 I collected the photos of Srijana and me from the fellow, who went to the abode of Veeru today, to get a work done by one there on a computer. Veeru and I shot these photos recently. I am not looking well in these photos. My hair is short. I am a little overweight. Srijana did not have zeal to get snapped that day. I deleted some blurred photos. They are all heavy soft copies of photos. I could not email them to Deepthi. Uploaded them into my Flickr photo site for all to see. Came back to home by 9:30. My cousin Kiran came by 10:15. Kiran, Srijana and I had supper by 10:45. Kiran and I went to the nearby ATM Centre of Axis Bank on his bike. I withdrew 20,000 rupees from it. I recently borrowed 10,000 rupees from him for my expenses this month. I repaid 75,000 rupees to my teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju so far. I am using my salary for this purpose. Not taking out a loan for repaying another loan is my top priority now. Financial independence is very important for an individual to live with self-respect and pride in the family and society. Went to sleep by 11:20 for my dreams.
9 May (Friday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Took a bath by 8:30. Rested for two hours. Went to our office by 10:50. Today I did GTRAS website related work. We started this work about two months ago. We are proposing them changes frequently. They are not working on it devotedly. They did not do it well. Bitra has many clients in the USA. They must be concentrating on that market. Now the US Dollar is the most powerful and attractive one in the world. So, Indians look down upon Indians. I found the treatment of folks of this web design company objectionable towards our company. They never called us to discuss anything with us ever since they started working on this project. They are concerned about their telephone bills. Most of the owners or bosses of Indian companies think and behave like beggars on street. They spend time to think on how to save money rather than to develop their business. I found such atmosphere in the office of Bitra at Banjara Hills. He is using a small office to house many employees. It might be his sentiment to continue in the same office forever. Indians remain backward in life and business due to their more attention to their tradition and sentiments than to innovation, honesty and dynamism. They do many things comparing themselves with other people and businesses. Very few Indians struggle for perfection and excellence in whatever they do. Finishing a project somehow is their primary objective. Came back to my abode by 9:20. Srijana and I had our supper together by 10:30. It was getting cool outside. Went to sleep by 12:00.
10 May (Saturday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. My brother-in-law Vamsy came by 10:00. He travelled by a private bus from Tuni. He is coming to Hyderabad for the first time. It has been his dream for years. His relative brought him here from Kukatpally in his car. My brother Sambha sent me 70 raw mangoes in two cardboard boxes and five kilos of dry groundnuts for domestic use. My father-in-law sent 15 mango fruit, 100 limes, 15 plantains for cooking purpose, green curry leaves and some other cooking items. Went to the nearby ATM Centre of Axis Bank and withdrew 3200 rupees by 10:30. Paid 3500 rupees to my portion mate towards the rent for my portion for April. He gives it to my house owner Raju Yadav. This time our electricity bill amounted to 118 rupees. I found it very affordable. Srijana asked me to give her 1500 rupees for her expenses during her stay at their home. She starts soon. Gave it without a second thought. I would have given her 10,000 rupees if I had enough money. We had lunch by 2:00. Her relative came back in his car by 2:30. We three started to Ashok Nagar near Serilingampally by 2:40. He dropped us at Kukatpally. We took two auto rickshaws and reached the rented abode of Madhavi, the maternal aunt of Srijana, by 3:15. Thence I left for Lingampally railway station by 4:30. Went to the SBI ATM Centre at the HCU branch of SBI and withdrew 500 rupees from it. Thence came back to this railway station and got two seats reserved for Srijana and Vamsy to Janmabhoomi Express for the 17th of this month from Secunderabad to Tuni. Rushed back to cinema Jyoti at Ashok Nagar by 6:20. My friend Krishna Varma came there from Rudraram. Borrowed 200 rupees from him. Srijana, Vamsy, I and three of her cousins saw the Telugu film “Parugu” of Allu Arjun in the first show in it. Went to sleep by 11:00.
11 May (Sunday)
Woke up by 7:30. Last night I could not sleep well. They gave us a double cot bed. Srijana and I are newly married couple. We are special guests for them now. I observed a room being specially allotted to a wife and husband even in other families. I don’t like this practice. Each one of them should spend with their respective close relatives even at night. Sleeping along with them helps share affection through talking about various things. A wife and husband can enjoy their intimacy while at home on many nights before they have children. By 8:30 had my breakfast. Spent reading the Telugu daily Saakshi for 10 minutes. I did not find it interesting. They are selling it for two rupees only to teach a lesson to the publisher of Eenadu. Ramoji Rao follows standards and values in doing business. Fools and thieves should not teach him lessons. We had Chicken Biryani by 1:30. Srijana and I went to the rented abode of their relative, along with Madhavi, her maternal aunt, by 2:00, on foot. We came back in 10 minutes’ time. Srijana, Vamsy, her cousins Sunil and Sushmita (children of Madhavi), and I reached the bus stop at Ashok Nagar by 3:15. We were waiting to take a bus for Patny Centre in Secunderabad. A passenger, sitting by window in an APSRTC bus, kept looking at Srijana for 30 seconds, when it halted and started moving. I kept observing him seriously. He noticed my looks at him at the eleventh hour. We reached our abode by 4:10 hiring an auto rickshaw from Patny Centre. Spent reading Eenadu for one hour. Today I had about 10 mango fruit. Drank two glasses of lemon juice added sugar water also. Went to sleep by 11:00 for my dreams.
12 May (Monday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Collected three plastic cans of drinking water from the nearby municipal water supply taps by 9:00. It is purified water of River Manjeera. It would be supplied twice or thrice a week. The people behind our house are poor. They use the same water for all purposes. Our owner did not get municipal water connection to this house yet. They will do it soon. Bought vegetables and six eggs by 10:45 and sent them back home with my brother-in-law Vamsy. Reached our office by 10:50. Today I did not do much work in the office. By 3:45 typed out and posted a blog titled “Current Affairs” on my blog site. It got six pages of text. I wrote about general things in it. Its tone is aggressive. Its message is revolutionary. This morning I knew that Raja Sagi Suryanarayana Raju, the father of my sister-in-law Kranti, passed away yesterday evening in Tangedu around 5:00 due to heart problems. Earlier he underwent a minor heart surgery. The doctor advised him to abstain from smoking, drinking and eating oily foods. He did not follow that diet regimen carefully. Death hit him. He left his wife Janaki and his daughter Kranti in gloom. His soul left this material world. He must be 52. He is working as a Crane Operator (at raw sugarcane load collection point) in the Etikoppaka Cooperative Sugar Factory at Darlapudi. He is a gentleman. He lived a happy life. He tried a lot to finalize a suitable bride for me. He is tall. He looks like Telugu film actor Sobhan Babu, who died on 20 March, 2008, in Chennai. He desired to live like a king with his limited resources in Tangedu. I regret his untimely death. One does not know when one dies. Death is a wild and merciless predator. Night called up my brother Sambha and my sister-in-law Kranti. They are in Tangedu. They are very sad and disturbed about it. Went to sleep by 11:00.
13 May (Tuesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 10 minutes. Had Upma and rested for two hours. Took a bath by 10:30. Vamsy and I started to my office on foot. On the way, I bought six bottles of Rasna sweet drink maker powder for 420 rupees and one mango fruit drink bottle. The Rasna powder is of mango flavor. These six bottles are for my mother-in-law Saraswati. She likes it a lot. The mango drink is for Vamsy to have today against this summer. I paid for these items through the meal vouchers of Ticket Restaurant gifted to me by my cousin Kiran. Then we moved to my office from the Food World outlet. Vamsy pressed zero button on our office telephone after I used it for my office work for some time. It was locked and could not be opened. I used another phone. Vamsy (Mantena Sita Rama Raju) is known as a mischievous, undisciplined, unreliable and worthless guy in his familiar circles. He proved it in our office. A telephone getting locked because of him is not a big issue. A fellow of 18 years behaving like a playschool kid surprises and disturbs others many times. We returned home by 2:15 for lunch. He stayed back. Today I did GTRAS website related work. Night talked with Ramakanta Rao in Virginia along with Srinivasa Rao. Ramakant talks differently at different times. He cannot maintain consistency among what he told once, saying now and expects tomorrow. Tasks take a lot of time to be finished in that order. Very few bosses like to be reformed and reoriented by their subordinates in office or outside. Had my supper by 10:00. Went to sleep by 11:00.
14 May (Wednesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 10 minutes. My friend Krishna Varma (Pusapati Venkata Satya Shiva Krishna Varma of village Ramayyapatnam) came from Rudraram by 7:30. We spent talking for a long time. He saw our wedding photos. He took about five photos for me with his cellphone camera. Two of them came well. Srijana wore a saree today. She prepared Upma for us. Krishna Varma took Vamsy to the nearby Jubilee Bus Station by 10:00. Vamsy has to take a bus from there to go to the abode of Jagannaadha Raju, his paternal uncle, at Kandla Koya. Reached our office by 10:30 on foot. Krishna Varma came there by 11:15. We spent talking about the predicament of a housewife in a poor or rich conservative family in India. She is like a full-time honorary servant without salary, perks, holidays and leaves. Our mothers are examples of this truth in India. We started back to home by 1:50. Earlier he wanted to buy a gift for us. Recently he played cards with his friends. He lost 2000 rupees in it. He did not send money to his dependent father this month due to it. His monthly salary is 4500 rupees as a technical helper at Rudraram plant of Vijai Electricals near Patan Cheru. It is the power of a bad habit, which may ruin one at anytime. Actually he is a good guy. He seldom gets enticed by such bad pursuits. He bought a bottle of stored mango drink for 45 rupees to present us and left for his rented abode at Rudraram by 2:10. Had my lunch and two mango fruit by 2:40. Felt heavy and sleepy in the office and so rested for 20 minutes, drawing three chairs closer, in our lunchroom. Went to the nearby ATM Centre of Axis Bank by 9:20 and withdrew 1200 rupees from my account. There is a balance of 800 rupees only. I have to survive this month depending on this amount of money. Had my supper by 10:00. Srijana avoided it. Her cousins Sunil and Sushmita left for their home this afternoon. Went to sleep by 11:30.
15 May (Thursday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 10 minutes. Had Lemon Rice by 9:00. Rested for 90 minutes. Vamsy came back from Kandla Koya by 10:20. He brought a small jackfruit from the abode of his uncle. He and Srijana cut it and opened. It’s a tedious work and gets sticky. Morning observed that more water is added to our buffalo milk. He avoided it for some days after I questioned him about it. He is doing it again. He is paternal uncle of Raju Yadav. I am not supposed to kill such ordinary blokes. Went to our office by 10:50 on foot. Today I developed a layout for GTRAS website on Microsoft Excel sheet. I enjoyed working on it. By 6:30 completed typing out my blog “From the Studio of Chiranjeevi”. I started it yesterday. There are eight questions and 12 answers under each of those questions. These are my views on contemporary India, world, human nature and a few surprising lies and truths seldom observed by many. This blog features satire, philosophy, mystery, wonder and creativity. It is a good piece of writing. I love it. Spent chatting online with Parisa in Iran through Yahoo Messenger from 8:00 to 8:30. She sent me a photo of their two-storied house. It is traditional and beautiful. We discussed common things. She said that she narrowly escaped from death recently when travelling. I remarked that nobody dies beyond the schedule of God. She studies and follows mysticism. I told her that I would visit their home in two or three years’ time after becoming a famous writer. Returned home by 9:20. Went to sleep by 10:30.
16 May (Friday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 10 minutes. Had Upma and rested for two hours. Started to our office by 10:10. On the way, bought two packs of chocolates and 16 Cadbury milk bars in the Food World outlet for 150 rupees. Paid for them using meal vouchers of Ticket Restaurant gifted by my cousin Kiran. Today I developed layout for the home page of Nexgenser website. This morning and afternoon my day shift colleague Addala Suresh snapped me with his cellphone camera inside and outside the office of Thoran Tech. He took about 100 photos thinking that at least some of them would appear well. I liked and finalized 10 out of them. Uploaded them into my Flickr photo site and edited them a little on it. I made all photos on it public. Anybody can see, download, use or misuse them. I am part of a bigger world. Ninety percent of human beings are good. The remaining 10% bad ones cannot hurt me when my Lord Krishna is protecting me. I posted the photos of my goddess Srijana Devi also there. I like to see and enjoy the beauty of other beauties. So, others should also be able to see the photos of Srijana. She is not looking as beautiful in these photos as she appears in reality. I have to buy a good camera and take great photos of Srijana. Now I have excess fat in my body. It is spoiling the look of my face also. Posted my blog “From the Studio of Chiranjeevi” on my blog site by 8:00. Talked with Ramakant in Virginia for 15 minutes. Came back to my abode by 9:20. My friend Raja had supper along with me and left for his room. Srijana and Vamsy arranged their luggage in two bags. It is hot in twin cities. My portion is not affected much by this temperature. Went to sleep by 12:00.
17 May (Saturday)
Woke up by 5:00. Srijana, Vamsy and I got ready soon. Srijana browned groundnut kernels and prepared two litres of sugar water for them. We hired an auto rickshaw for 40 rupees and reached Secunderabad railway station. Srijana and Vamsy had two plates of idlies each in Hotel Padmaja. Meanwhile I bought two bottles of Maaza mango drink and got a breakfast item packed for them to have in the train. We entered the railway station by 6:30. Bought a platform ticket for three rupees for me. We got into Janmabhoomi Express on platform 2 by 6:40. Their reserved seats are 76 and 77 in coach D1. Vamsy bought a copy of Telugu daily Saakshi for his sister. I bought a copy of Telugu weekly Swati for her. This train left station by 7:22 against its scheduled departure time 7:10. Srijana is going home to spend summer holidays and bring her educational certificates. She joins her second year B.Sc. course in Hyderabad in the next month. Reached the rented apartment of my cousin Kiran near cinema Saptagiri at RTC Crossroads by 8:00 taking a bus from Rethifile bus stand. He gave me 100 rupees. We had breakfast at the pushcart near Osmania University gate by Shivam Circle. He left for the office of their client by 8:45. Paid 125 rupees at a shop and got the Airtel cellphone of Srijana charged through Easy Recharge. Spent in KSS Hostel and along with my friend Rajani for three hours. Rested in the rented abode of my cousin Kiran from 1:30 to 4:00. Thence took two city buses and returned to my abode by 5:00. Had snacks for 12 rupees by 8:20. Watched television for two hours. Went to sleep by 10:30.
18 May (Sunday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 30 minutes. Cooked rice in pressure cooker by 8:30. Srijana did it for me when she was here. I know how to cook rice. Preparing curries and soups is relatively a tough job. I have to learn and do it. Financially I am down now. I have no mood to do anything and improve myself now. Had part of this rice with mango pickle and water. Walked to the bus stop at the office of Satyam Computers in Karkhana by 10:00. My cousin Murali was coming this way from the ashram of Shri Ramchandra Mission at village Thumukunta after doing his meditation as part of their Sunday Sathsang there. By 10:30 we took a city bus at Jubilee Bus Stand for B N Reddy Nagar. It is about one hour’s journey. Weather was hot but air did not yet get heated up. We had two glasses of lemon water at a pushcart after getting off this bus. We walked half a kilometer and reached their rented abode in Self Finance Colony by 12:15. I had more beverages there amounting to one litre. My stomach turned into a little pond. Rajeswari, the mother of Murali, prepared lunch for us by 1:30. Liquids cannot substitute the energy of food items. Had rice with omelette, red dal and buttermilk. Rested for two hours. Recently Murali undertook the task of writing a mathematics book for school children. It simplifies the methods of solving difficult sums for children. He wants a computer to do this work fast. We decided to buy a used piece for about 6000 rupees. Murali’s brother Bala and I took two city buses and reached my abode at Kakaguda by 8:30. We bought 250 grams of curd for eight rupees at a sweet stall. We prepared omelette breaking two eggs. We had supper by 10:00. Went to sleep by 11:00.
19 May (Monday)
Woke up by 6:00. Last night Bala (Kolukuluri Krishnam Raju) enjoyed sound sleep in my abode. We prepared hot milk with milk powder. We browned dry groundnuts in a pan and had them. He left for their abode by 9:30. Scanned Eenadu for 10 minutes. Srijana called me up by 10:00 from their house in K O Mallavaram. Today it is the wedding anniversary of her parents. They were planning to go to Tuni to see a Telugu film in a cinema on this occasion. Srijana is enjoying her summer vacation there. I sensed that sense of liberty and happiness in her voice. Srijana is not an expert cook. I am not supposed to expect it from her. She grew up in the care and love of her maternal grandmother. I entered her cool and happy life as a husband against her wish. Marriage imposes responsibilities on every girl. My greatness lies in ensuring that she is enjoying her student life because I am an intruder into her personal life. She cooked for me and washed clothes for me. I saw a servant in her. I don’t like it. I want to employ a domestic as soon as my financial condition improves. Srijana is my queen. I like the role of a slave in relation to her. A voluntary slave is a permanent dependent on his benevolent master. I crave for her affection, love and intimacy. Her brilliant beauty inspires me. My Lord Krishna sent her into my life to save me from the hell of solitude, lovesickness and self-pity. Her presence delights me. Her parents love and care for her more than me. They may not be able to express it substantially due to their circumstances or ignorance. I think I can do it well. Returned to my abode by 9:00. Had parceled Vegetable Biryani and snacks worth 16 rupees. Went to sleep by 10:30.
20 May (Tuesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Rested for two hours. Had a Set Dosa in hotel Saptagiri Tiffins by 10:30. Bought a pack of Eclairs chocolates for 20 rupees at Food World outlet. There are 10 units in it. Reached our office by 10:50. Had all these chocolates in the morning and the afternoon. There were four fellows in the office. I did not give them any. Srijana Devi likes chocolates. Her father and I buy them for her. I too like chocolates but nobody buys them for me. I wanted to satisfy my desire for chocolates today this way. We like to eat or drink something when it is very little by quantity. We can avoid such food related bad habits creatively. If one likes having more ice creams, we should give him 20 every day for some days. He slowly develops aversion to them and avoids them one day. Scarcity of something we like makes it more desirable to us. Srijana recently told me that she is not finding chocolates much interesting now. I gave her more than necessary continuously. It worked. Consuming more sweets damage our teeth and body in the long run. Today I worked well in the office. Morning emailed my 64 short stories to Andrew Rouce at Dorrance Publishing in Sweden. Earlier I received a letter from him informing me to email my short stories for their consideration. I contacted them by email about four months ago. They contacted me now. They don’t publish them without my money. Left the office by 8:20. Reached Secunderabad railway station by 8:40. My cousin Narendra Varma took Janmabhoomi Express at Samalkot Junction this morning. He brought 50 mangoes for me in a cardboard box. My maternal uncle Varma packed and sent them for me. We two had parcel meal by 10:00. It was cool outside. Went to sleep by 12:30.
21 May (Wednesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. My cousin Naren prepared Upma. Today I had five mango fruit. Both of us reached my office by 10:50. Today I developed five template versions for the home page of GTRAS website. Naren sat beside me till 2:00. Then we went to Durga Bhavani Mess near Mahankali Temple at Karkhana and had our lunch. A plate of rice costs 28 rupees in this hotel. This rice is more than enough for me. I feel heavy when walking back from this hotel. Morning got an email from Andrew Rouce of Dorrance Publishing. He informed me that theirs is a subsidy publishing firm and that they don’t publish books without authors paying for them. Today Srijana talked with me twice in the morning and at night. Today she went to her degree college in Tuni to enquire about issuance of her first year B.Sc. certificates. They told her to come in the first week of June. Today it is wedding anniversary of my brother Srinivas and my sister-in-law Sandhya Rani. I have no habit of wishing them on such occasions. I will inculcate it when I am financially sound. Today one fellow celebrated his birthday in our office. He offered me a piece of cake and a mango fruit drink. I have four kilos of excess fat in my abdomen. This intake adds a little more. Came back to my abode by 9:30. Naren prepared rice and red dal. We had it by 10:00. Evening talked with my brother Sambha and sister-in-law Kranti. They are under influence of pain caused by demise of Suri Babu. Went to sleep by 11:00.
22 May (Thursday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 10 minutes. Rested for two hours. Had cold rice by 10:30. This rice was in cold water for about six hours. Many poor people eat it in the morning being unable to prepare or buy other breakfast items like Idly, Upma or Dosa. It turns tasty and energetic when eaten with curd and some pickle. It makes our stomach cool. Went to the office by 10:50. Today I worked using Excel Sheet. Morning got phone calls from three executives. An HR executive of Deloitte asked me if I am looking for change of job. I replied her in the negative. Two bank executives enquired me about my qualification to deserve personal loans from their banks. I must have a credit card or attractive bank statement for six months continuously. I don’t have either of these two. Indian banks are there to trouble victims or make the rich richer through their unfair credit policies and internal politics. I hate Indian banking system and their treatment towards ordinary customers. I want to take out a personal loan of 50,000 rupees to clear my present debts. No bank is checking my character but unreliable proofs showing my creditworthiness. This is bloody India. Terrorists damage it through violence and governments ruin it authorizing many to exploit the poor and the helpless publicly. Had my lunch in Durga Bhavani Deluxe Mess by 2:40. Came back to home by 8:30. Naren prepared rice and delicious potato curry. I brought 500 grams of curd from a sweet stall. We had our homemade food satisfactorily. Night Srijana talked with me over phone from our house in Peda Gummuluru. There is power cut during daytime. Now it’s very humid there. Went to sleep by 10:30.
23 May (Friday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 10 minutes. My darling Srijana called me up by 7:30. She said that she is feeling very bored at our house as a daughter-in-law and told me to come home starting this evening itself. She is my goddess. I decided to obey her order. Kept three pairs of clothes in my bag. Had cold rice by 9:30. Reached our office by 10:30 with my bag. My cousin Naren got a ticket reserved for me to Visakhapatnam in a Super Deluxe Express bus of APSRTC by 11:00 at booking counter near Secunderabad railway station. Today I developed four template versions for the home page of GTRAS website on Excel. Had my lunch in Vijaya Durga Mess by 2:40. Naren brought my bus reservation ticket to our office by 7:00. Meanwhile my cousin Kiran came on his bike and lent me 900 rupees. Morning I withdrew 400 rupees from my Axis Bank account. Left the office by 7:40. Filled cool water into my bottle in our office and put it in my bag. My bus starts from Mahatma Gandhi Bus Station by 8:30. Hired an auto rickshaw. Its brake wire failed near Kothi by 8:10. Gave him 45 rupees as per meter. Hired another auto rickshaw by 8:15. He dropped me at my destination exactly by 8:30. I felt relieved. I believe that Lord Krishna guides me. He did it. Paid 30 rupees to this auto rickshaw driver. Our bus started off by 8:40. They halted it at Reliance A1 Plaza near Ramoji Film City by 10:00. I had three idlies for 18 rupees and bought a pack of Britannia Tiger biscuits for three rupees. Spent watching Telugu feature film “Aarya” of Allu Arjun on the television in this bus from 10:30 to 1:00.
24 May (Saturday)
Got off the bus at Adduroad Junction by 8:50. My cousin Ravindra Varma appeared on the bike of my brother Sambha there. Reached home by 9:00 along with him. Only Srijana was there in our house at Peda Gummuluru when I entered it. Took her inside and kissed her cheeks ardently. She got dark circles under her eyes. She is here formally as a new daughter-in-law. My mother did not like her cooking and housekeeping skills. Srijana did not like my mother’s sense of purity at home and her attitude towards my sister-in-law Kranti. She stated that she will not stay here for more than one day in future. I appreciated her understanding of my parents. They believe that what they think to be right are standards. Others must follow them. I hate this orthodoxy. Evening went to see my paternal grandparents. My grandfather is suffering from old age related disorders and poor health. His faculties of hearing and vision got affected. His pure love for me did not get affected. He talked with me for 20 minutes. Old age affected my grandmother also much. Their three sons and one daughter are playing nominal roles. They talk with them now and then. It does not cost them even one rupee. They are helping them near their deaths calmly and slowly. Such is the family culture in India now. Only money and other assets of old people look desirable for their selfish and visionary children, not their useless well-being or happiness. Met my younger paternal grandfather Narayana Murthy by 6:30. Talked with him for 30 minutes. Taught him a few health tips. Had my supper by 8:30. Sat in the house of my brother Sambha for 30 minutes. My surprise visit pleased them. Evening it rained. Went to sleep by 11:00.
25 May (Sunday)
Woke up by 6:00. Srijana is drawing water from our well, cleaning used dishes, washing clothes and helping my mother in cooking food. I don’t like Srijana doing these things but she must do it as a traditional daughter-in-law in this house like others. Nobody likes to do these domestic chores because it is imposed family duty. I like to see Srijana living like a queen. She grew up in a beautiful garden of God like a rose before marriage. She got duties after marrying me. I want to minimize them to the least at the earliest. Her palms and soles are tender. They lose their softness if they are forced to do rough work like cleaning dishes with mud and washing clothes with harmful detergent cakes and powders. There are dark circles under her beautiful eyes. My worth as her husband lies in keeping her comfortable and happy always. My mother is not happy with her cooking and housekeeping talents. She thinks that Srijana is not taking care of me well. I pity her ignorance. She loves me greatly as my mother. She finds others incompetent in this respect. My brother Sambha took Srijana and me to our mango garden at hills by 2:40 on his bike. A good road was laid from village Ramayyapatnam to our mango garden. Any vehicle can move on this road. Now I can believe that India is developing. We spent at the thatched hut of my paternal uncle Narayana Murthy Raju for one hour. Thereafter we walked through our 18 acres of mango and cashew garden. We collected a few mango fruit from our garden dropped by trees. We came back to our house by 6:30. I saw the father of Lakshmi in Ramayyapatnam when coming back. He looked at me lovingly. Went to sleep by 12:00.
26 May (Monday)
Woke up by 6:00. Talked with my familiar ones for some time. My maternal aunt Bhaskaram and my uncle came from Durgada by 8:00 by Kakinada-Visakhapatnam passenger train. She brought homemade sweets. I had some of them. Asthma attacked her recently. She consulted a doctor. She is using medicines. They came here to console my sister-in-law Kranti in the aftermath of the death of her father recently. Srijana and I started to Viswanadhapuram by 10:00 in an auto rickshaw. My brother Sambha paid 160 rupees to the auto rickshaw driver. We reached our destination by 11:30 travelling via Kota Uratla. It’s hilly region. It was cloudy. My father-in-law and mother-in-law already came there. We spent talking for some time. They prepared Chicken Biryani for us. They killed a pet hen for it. It hurt me. I don’t eat meat much. I don’t refuse if my hosts offer it. I have four kilos of excess fat in my belly now. This adds more to it. Rested on a cot for two hours. My father-in-law packed mangoes in two cardboard boxes. I have two other bags. By 5:30 it rained with fierce winds. They were blessings of Lord Krishna for me and Srijana Devi. I enjoyed that spell of cool rain. My father-in-law and I started to Tuni on his bike by 6:20. He arranged the four items of my luggage on his bike. It’s blissful travelling through dashing breezes sitting behind a person who loves me more than my parents. Took the bus of Gagana Travels by 8:30. My father-in-law saw me off affectionately. They halted it at a hotel in Mallepalli by 10:00. Had a plate of Vegetable Biryani for 24 rupees and bought a bottle of mango drink for 28 rupees.
27 May (Tuesday)
Woke up by 6:00. The bus was halted at Uppal Crossroads by 6:30. Got off it with my four items of luggage. Hired an auto rickshaw and reached my abode by 7:00. I don’t like travelling by private buses. They concentrate on speed of journey and more money from passengers. Paid 65 rupees to the auto rickshaw driver. My father-in-law called me up by 7:05 to enquire about my journey and arrival into the city. Neither my father nor my brothers did it. They take it for granted. Rested for two hours. Took a bath by 10:00. My cousin Naren prepared Upma. Had it and reached our office by 10:50. Today I worked on the website layout of GTRAS. My friend Krishna Varma came from Rudraram by 11:45. He bought and brought six items of jackfruit. They did not taste well. Both of us came to my abode for lunch by 2:30 buying curd on the way. Naren prepared rice and red dal. They were tasty. We three had lunch together. Went back to the office by 3:10. Srijana called me up by 3:30 from a cinema in Tuni. She was seeing Telugu film “Bujjigaadu” of Prabhas along with her friend. Watching films is the main entertainment pursuit for 90% Indians now. Srijana and I also belong to this race. Evening spent talking with Srinivasa Rao and Ramakant for one hour. Knew that our office would be moved to another location soon. I have to search for another house portion minding the distance to my office and the degree college of Srijana. I am not much happy with my present rented abode. Came back to home by 9:00. Knew that Krishna Varma left by 8:30. Naren prepared potato fry and rice for us. Today I had six mango fruit. Went to sleep by 10:00.
28 May (Wednesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 10 minutes. Went to our office by 10:40. Today I did GTRAS website related work. By 2:40 had my lunch in Jai Bhavani Deluxe Mess. Talked with my brother Srinivas by 3:10. He asked me if a 16-digit number can be typed and seen in an Excel Sheet. I could not do it. Recently I blamed him for his not advising our father to change his attitude and lifestyle. A few days ago my mother picked up veterinary injection instead of her knee pain killing injection by mistake. She is known for years for doing things hurriedly. I ruthlessly blamed my father about it when talking with this brother. I advised him to reform our father being the eldest son in the family of Venkatapati. When I went home recently, I could not reform my parents. They hold some opinions and beliefs. They follow them and expect others also to do it. They don’t think much about the views, abilities and choices of others. I could not change them over the years. I should not expect it to be achieved by my brother either. The only way to make this world better is to kill those thinking and behaving like my parents. It is a spiritual, legal and moral crime. Indiscipline and lack of adherence to virtues and good habits by majority are damaging the beauty of this world. Unrest and sorrow are results. I don’t like my parents from this perspective. I have to be loyal and kind toward them to be considered as a good son by others. My parents sit before the photos of Hindu deities every morning and worship them. They cannot spend even one day without getting angry at somebody or something. They are sinners. Night Srijana talked with me for 10 minutes over phone. Went to sleep by 10:00.
29 May (Thursday)
Woke up by 6:00. Washed two pairs of my clothes. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Rested for one hour. Naren prepared breakfast Dosa for us. Eating them resulted in diarrhoea within two minutes. My body did not accept that oil or flour. I like reaction of my body to harmful elements entering it. Reached our office by 10:50 on foot. Today I collected the website ids of Fortune 500 companies in 2008. We can gain insights to develop our company website scanning these websites. Had my lunch in Jai Bhavani Deluxe Mess by 2:40. Came back to my abode by 9:10. Naren prepared carrot fry. Srijana talked with me for five minutes from their house in K O Mallavaram. She comes on to the terrace of their house to talk with me over cellphone. She stands in a particular place on it for better signal reception. This morning she went to her degree college in Tuni. She paid 1000 rupees to the principal towards fees for obtaining her certificates. She said that she is the most favourite girl in their college for the principal and lecturers. She is a beautiful and disciplined girl. Today the birthday of Aditya was celebrated in Viswanadhapuram. He is cousin of Srijana. He is four years old. He and Srijana are bosom friends. He is a cute, intelligent and active boy. I reached my birthday wishes to him over phone. The father of Srijana is deeply in debt now. He borrowed money from his acquaintances to do his daughter’s marriage with me. His only regular income source is his lime farm. He is not happy with the indiscipline and attitude of his son Vamsy. Today I had six mango fruit. Went to sleep by 10:30.
30 May (Friday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Ate a mango fruit with empty stomach. It resulted in diarrhoea within two minutes. My body is not accepting mango pulp as first intake. It must be either a minor disorder or desirable self-defence mechanism. Naren prepared Upma for breakfast. He added more salt to it when talking with his friend over his cellphone. Reached our office by 10:50 on foot. Today I did not do much work in the office. Sanbow Technologies is a start-up. Pulluri Sandeep, the brother-in-law of my boss Srinivasa Rao, owns and runs it. Addala Suresh Kumar is one of the five employees of this venture. He is from Rajahmundry. He brought his portable digital camera to the office today. He took about 50 photos of me at the entrance of our building Gayatri Arcade. Yesterday he told me about his idea of bringing his camera to our office today. Morning washed my hair with plain water to prepare myself for this photo shoot. I liked about 15 of these photos. By 4:30 typed out and posted a blog titled “Fashion, Females and Males” on my blog site. Evening my friend Sriram talked with me over phone. He did four logos for our company GTRAS. Our boss Ramakant did not like them. He informed me to tell Sriram to do more sample logos and email him. Sriram said that he would do four more logos only. He remarked that pieces of creativity cannot be produced in bundles. Ramakant does not finalize things hastily. He expects more options. Sriram likes finishing up tasks fast. I am supposed to be a patient and visionary moderator in this setting. Came back to home by 9:00. Naren prepared green gram soup, potato fry and rice for us. Srijana talked with me for five minutes. Went to sleep by 10:00.
31 May (Saturday)
Woke up by 5:30. Naren and I started to the rented abode of Kiran by 7:30. We took two buses and reached there by 8:15. We took eight mango fruit for him. His father sent homemade sweets recently to him. He offered some of them to us. His sweetheart Rashi Madan gave three imported dishes with special sweets to him as gifts. She is very beautiful according to him. She is short. He is in love with her though he calls it friendship. He cannot go against the wishes of his father about his marriage. Now he is searching for a suitable bride for him. He left for his office by 9:30. Naren and I went to KSS Hostel at DD Colony by 10:00. Many students went home. We moved to Ramanthapur by a bus. I thought that there is an ITI. We enquired many about it. There is no Industrial Training Institute. Came back to Shivam Road and paid 440 rupees at the Reliance Communications outlet towards my cellphone bill for April. Borrowed 500 rupees from Naren for it. Thence we reached VST bus stop on foot. We felt tired. Thence we hired an auto rickshaw and reached the ITI at Musheerabad. We enquired them about admissions into this ITI in this academic year. My brother-in-law Vamsy has to join this course. We took a full meal parcel into Kiran’s apartment and had it there by 12:30. We rested for 40 minutes after lunch. I saw the Telugu film “Kanthri” in cinema Sudarshan in the matinee show. Naren saw another film during this time. I took some homemade sweets and one booklet of Ticket Restaurant meal vouchers from the abode of Kiran. We returned to my abode at Darji Colony by 6:15. Spent reading Eenadu for one hour. Meanwhile Naren prepared rice and potato fry for us. Today Srijana talked with me for 20 minutes. Went to sleep by 10:00.
1 June (Sunday)
Woke up by 6:00. All the day stayed at home. Spent reading Eenadu for one hour. Talked with my brother Srinivas and my sister-in-law Sandhya Rani for 20 minutes over phone. He has his MA Sociology exams from tomorrow at Andhra University. He is pursuing this distance education course minding his promotion in the UCO Bank in near future. He will get his first promotion as a graduate soon. Morning Srijana talked with me for five minutes. She starts back to Hyderabad in the evening on 4 June from Tuni. Their principal at degree college is helping her to obtain her certificates early. She is the darling of his heart. He knows her for long as a child and student. Afternoon she went to the house of her maternal grandparents in Viswanadhapuram. She enjoys her time there more. Vamsy went to our house in Peda Gummuluru and brought our marriage related DVDs. They must be watching them today playing them on television. I am waiting to watch them. My cousin Murali came from Shri Ramchandra Mission at Thumukunta by 4:00. He saw our wedding photos in the album. He found Srijana beautiful. We offered sugar water and mango fruit to him. We recollected our days at A P R School in Bhoopathipalem. We remained inactive and ineffective in being dynamic and modern now. We live disciplined and sensitive lives mostly. He left for his abode by 6:50. Naren prepared rice and potato fry by 8:00. We had it by 8:30. I advised him how to spend money and be a little selfless. Difficulties are training us being deployed by God to strengthen us as competent and patient individuals. Went to sleep by 11:00 for my dreams.
2 June (Monday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Rested on cot for one hour. Washed a pair of clothes. Had cold rice by 10:15. Reached our office by 10:40 on foot. Typed out a blog titled “Poor India” till 2:00 and posted it on my blog site. It is my satire on common people in India. They are damaging democracy in this nation participating in elections. I considered the results of recent by-elections in Andhra Pradesh as an example for it. Lok Satta did not win even one place in these elections. People chose idiots again. They hold loyalty and sympathy for persons and political parties but not standards or values they represent. I supported Telugu film actor Chiranjeevi, Telugu daily Eenadu and Ramoji Rao in this blog because they are good. I used fiery language criticizing many disorders of democracy in India constituted by corrupt politicians and ignorant voters. Had my lunch at home by 2:40. Naren prepared rice and red dal. Night stayed back in the office till 11:30. Srinivasa Rao and I discussed the final changes to be made to the GTRAS website. Ramakant told me to type out those details and email him. Returned home by 11:45. My goddess Srijana Devi remained awake knowing that I stayed back in the office. She rested on the terrace of their house in K O Mallavaram. Afternoon she went to their degree college in Tuni and collected some of her certificates. Her father took her there on his bike. Night they watched our marriage DVDs playing them on television in their house. She got cold because of sleeping in the open on terrace under snow. Had my supper by 12:15. Went to sleep by 1:15.
3 June (Tuesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Brought three plastic cans of drinking water holding it at the municipal tap at the house of buffalo milk seller. I stopped buying milk from him ever since Srijana went home. I told him not to add water to milk. He could practice that good habit for four or five days only. For them, profitable business means adding water to milk. For me, it is public cheating and so avoided him. Business means moderate public exploitation of our loyal and ignorant customers. Profit is its guiding force. Went to our office by 10:45 on foot. Today I collected information to develop content for some subsections of GTRAS website. Had my lunch in Durga Bhavani Mess by 2:40 near Mahankali Temple at Karkhana. Came back to home by 9:10. Today Srijana talked with me for 10 minutes. Her mother made sweets for me. Her father is packing mangoes to send me. Her brother Vamsy is angry with me because I did not permit him to come to Hyderabad this month itself along with his sister. His father does not like his indiscipline. He cannot sustain good manners to satisfy others’ interests centered on him. It is similar to my relationship with my father when I studied for five years with his financial support. Srijana sent about 12 messages to my cellphone recently. They are short and witty remarks on love and relationships between a wife and a husband. They are great messages. I felt happy reading them. Srijana is the first girl to send me messages to educate and entertain me. Had my supper by 9:20. Went to sleep by 10:00.
4 June (Wednesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Washed a pair of clothes. Rested for one hour. Had Upma, prepared by Naren, by 10:00. Talked with him for half an hour about human life, discipline, character and dynamics of society. It was to make him brave and thoughtful. I want to see him as an IIT educated engineer and a bright star in his family. It demands him to check things logically and apply his positive thoughts confidently. Reached our office by 10:50 on foot. Took two buses and reached the bus stop at CARE Hospital by 1:40. Thence walked towards Road No. 10 in Banjara Hills. Had two glasses of sugarcane juice to face summer. Had a plate of rice for 15 rupees opposite the office of Knoah. It is food for ordinary Indians. A couple brought rice, tomato curry and red dal in three portable utensils. They are selling them on pavement. Banjara Hills is a costly area in Hyderabad. There are very few hotels in this place. The masses and employees of small companies cannot afford them. These conditions made this couple into admirable social servants. I liked their simplicity, speed of service and fairness in business. Reached the office of Bitra by 2:30. Got some changes incorporated on the website of GTRAS by their web designer Srinivas. By 5:30, he asked me to leave for today. Their supervisor told me that I should not sit with their staff member when our website work is going on. I have to only email them inputs. It is one of the mediocre companies in India. They don’t follow standards or ethics in doing their business. I controlled myself. Returned to our office by 8:00. Came back to home by 9:20. Went to sleep by 11:00 for my dreams.
5 June (Thursday)
Woke up by 5:00. Freshened up myself by 6:00 to welcome my goddess Srijana Devi with a decent look. My friend Raja brought her from Ameerpet in an auto rickshaw by 7:30. She brought lemons, mangoes, homemade sweets and kitchen utensils. She could not sleep yesterday night in the bus. She said that two young lovers kept talking throughout the journey behind her seat. She looked tired. She prepared breakfast with wheat flour for us by 8:30. Advised Raja again to marry my cousin Sirisha of Durgada. He is looking for a graduate or postgraduate. His parents are searching for a bride with considerable package of dowry and other fringe benefits. He left for his office by 9:00. I took out the raw mangoes from the two cardboard boxes, which were tightly packed by my father-in-law. They take more time to ripen when kept in open places. I am main consumer of them at home. Srijana brought a big bottle of 7 Up soft drink. She did not have it much during her bus journey. I drank most of it to finish it. I don’t like wasting foods and drinks. Reached our office by 10:20. Today I worked devotedly on finalizing the content and other inputs for our Nexgenser website. It has to be improved soon. From 1:15 to 2:00 watched the Upanayanam and marriage of Srijana and me, playing my DVD on the computer of my day shift colleague. They added worthless graphics and mediocre Telugu film songs as background sound. I did not find art in it but shallow decoration by nuts. I looked dim in the marriage related video coverage. Srijana is also dim but she excelled me in look. For the first time in my life, I watched a video show, in which I am the hero. Went to sleep by 11:00.
6 June (Friday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Held a plastic can of drinking water at a nearby municipal tap by 9:00. We are using an earthen pot to cool water and drink. Consumption of drinking water in my abode is very little. Yesterday night, Narendra Varma knew that he got 78% marks in the second semester exams of his third year B.Tech. course in Mechanical Engineering. We felt happy about it. He has been constantly proving his worth in his studies. He is a disciplined guy. Reached our office by 10:50 on foot. Took four ripe mango fruit and a knife. Peeled them and offered them to the five employees of Sanbow Technologies. They liked them. Today I developed three versions of home page of Nexgenser website on Excel sheet. Recently I got about five phone calls from an executive of Country Club in Hyderabad. They are offering special membership along with a residential plot of land. I told her to email me those details. They emailed me but I did not get it. I cannot afford this membership now but the land offer encouraged me to know about it. In twin cities, land is more precious than platinum now. Evening changed the banner image behind the blog title and descrition on my blog site. For about 200 days, I kept the photo of my darling Srijana Devi on it. My blog visitors must have felt bored of it. I kept her photo there to let my familiar ones know that she is my goddess of beauty. They are not her great photos. Yet I have to take them. Came back to my abode by 8:30. Having two holidays every week is blissful for many employees like me. Five days elapse fast to invite Saturday and Sunday. Srijana is enjoying my holiday schedule. Went to sleep by 11:00.
7 June (Saturday)
Woke up by 6:00. Washed a pair of clothes and took a bath by 7:30. Scanned Eenadu for 10 minutes. Went out and bought some items for using in our kitchen. Sent them back with my cousin Naren. Went to the nearby ATM Centre of Axis Bank and withdrew 4000 rupees. Bought 1500 grams of broiler chicken for 160 rupees. Srijana wanted to prepare Chicken Biryani for her cousins coming this morning from Tirumala Giri. She prepared puris for them. They came by 11:00 on four bikes. Meanwhile I borrowed the DVD player from my Tamil speaking portion mate and started watching the marriage of me and Srijana on our television. When I went to their portion, on the right to ours, their pet puppy bit me on my left leg. The thickness of cloth of my pants prevented its sharp little teeth from reaching my skin. Felt relieved and blessed. Our guests and I watched the marriage DVD on television when Srijana was preparing breakfast and heating milk for some of them. They left by 12:30. Srijana gave one kilo of broiler chicken to one of them. They said that they would have their lunch in her house. We invited them to stay back for lunch also. My friend Raja came by 1:30 from Ameerpet. Narendra Varma, Raja, Srijana and I had lunch with chicken curry by 2:00. We hired an auto rickshaw and reached RTC Crossroads by 4:30. I took 10 mangoes for Kiran. Naren bought cloth pieces for two pairs of clothes for him in the Big Bazaar outlet there. We four saw the Telugu film “Bujjigaadu” of Prabhas from 2:00 to 5:00 in cinema Sudarshan there. I bought a stainless steel utensil holder for 700 rupees to use in our kitchen (there is a wholesale stainless steel utensils sale shop beside the apartment block in which my cousin Kiran is living now). We hired an auto rickshaw and returned home by 7:30. Went to sleep by 10:00.
8 June (Sunday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Raja left for Ameerpet by 10:00. Naren went out to collect GATE preparation material from his friend. Srijana and I hired an auto rickshaw and reached Jubilee Bus Stand by 11:30. My goddess wore a beautiful sari, put on gold ornaments and arranged bangles on her hands. She was looking gorgeous. I wore a beautiful shirt and blue pants. I increased my handsomeness to look compatible beside my angel. My cousin Murali already reached there by bus from Shri Ramchandra Mission finishing his Sunday Sathsang there. We three took a bus and reached B N Reddy Nagar by 1:00. Thence we hired an auto rickshaw and reached the rented portion of Murali in Self Finance Colony by 1:10. His mother offered lunch for us by 1:30. We spent talking about this and that for one hour. We recollected things and people related to Gollalagunta. We rested for two hours. They offered biscuits and sugar added lemon water by 4:00 as refreshments. I borrowed the portable digital camera of Murali. He bought it for 3000 rupees from his colleague. It is a used piece. Rajeswari, the mother of Murali, and Lakshmi, the maternal aunt of Murali, gave two blouse pieces to Srijana Devi applying vermillion mark on her forehead. It is a custom followed by Hindu married women towards their familiar married women. We entered Rajiv Gandhi Park by 5:30. We strolled through it for 15 minutes and then spent talking sitting on the lawn there for 10 minutes. I found this park beautiful, refreshing and inspiring. Srijana and I took a bus by 6:15 and reached Jubilee Bus Stand by 7:30. Thence we hired an auto rickshaw and reached Karkhana by 7:40. We bought a few household items in the China Bazar store there for 500 rupees. Went to sleep by 11:30.
9 June (Monday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Held two plastic cans of drinking water by 8:30. Took some photos of Srijana and Naren with the digital camera of my cousin Murali. Then he took my photos. Reached our office by 10:50. Srijana and Naren went to Kasturba Gandhi College for Women at West Marredpally to enquire them about admissions into graduate courses. They said that the clerk Gangappa was demanding 1000 rupees as bribe. They came to our office by 11:30. I was infuriated at corruption being practiced by Gangappa. Typed out a complaint letter and sent it to the blokes of Anti Corruption Bureau in Hyderabad. My email bounced in 10 minutes. The buggers of ACB in Hyderabad don’t have a website of their own. They post their phone numbers and email ids on the Internet for formality sake. Many of them are corrupt and dishonest. They don’t take up everyday cases on their own. They ignore such complaints because they cannot earn much money from such cases. Gangappa disturbed me very badly today. I have no authority to kill him. This is democracy. Common people are not supposed to take law and order into their hands. Police, lawyers and judges are there to bother all as specialists. India is a nation of cheats and robbers. Politicians are their guides and role models. Afternoon went to this college along with Srijana and Naren in an auto rickshaw. Filled in an application form and gave it to Gangappa. He did not ask me for money. I felt I was dealing with a criminal before me. If I ever see him alone, I will tell him about me. Went to sleep by 11:00.
10 June (Tuesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Rested for one hour. Washed a pair of clothes by 10:00. Had Lemon Rice by 10:30. Reached our office by 10:45. Today I did final improvement of GTRAS website. By 1:10 went to Kasturba Gandhi Degree & PG College for Women at West Marredpally on bike along with my day shift colleague Suresh Kumar. Ganga Prasad, the clerk sitting at the window of B.Sc. Admissions, demanded 1000 rupees to give me an application form signed by principal. I asked him for receipt and reason for demanding 1000 rupees. He could not answer me properly. I sensed a virus of corruption and fear of discovery of crime in him. When I told him that I wanted to meet the principal to talk about it, he said that I need not meet her. He gave me an application form scribbling down the name of Srijana in a register there. He said, “She has to study here for two years. Remember it!” (he spoke in Telugu amounting to this meaning in English language). This comment infuriated me. I should not kill him in this college because I am not a criminal or terrorist. I have to allow this infectious dog to exploit other students also like this because India is a democratic state. This is the best nation for criminals and wrongdoers to practice their missions and professions. Had my lunch at home by 1:50. By 4:00 finalized a two-page letter addressing the principal of this college. I vehemently advised her to reform Ganga Prasad and this college immediately. I expressed 20% of my fury only against him and this college in this letter. I don’t know her name also. They updated their college website in 2006. This is how colleges function in India. It’s a nation of fools, buffoons and patients. All want peace and happiness but very few work for it. Went to sleep by 12:15.
11 June (Wednesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Took some photos of Srijana. She looked beautiful in a sari. Gave the letter, written addressing the principal of Kasturba Gandhi College, to my cousin Narendra Varma, and told him to send it to her by Speed Post. I think it impacts the principal. She must reform her staff member Ganga Prasad. Today I did the final work of GTRAS website. Had my lunch at home by 2:40. Took Srijana to Deena’s Digital Studio and got her snapped for passport size photos. Ordered 16 photos for 80 rupees. Gave 100 rupees to Srijana to buy vegetables for us. Naren accompanied her. Today I got an email from the folks of Country Club in Hyderabad. I read about the details of their two kinds of club membership. I have to pay an installment of 4000 rupees for many months to become a member of it. I like to enjoy in divine beauty than man-made attractions. There is extraordinary beauty in the places and people of India. Once I become successful as a writer, I will have time, money and interest to explore my beautiful India. Now my financial condition is bad. Emailed them stating that I cannot afford their membership fees now. Evening Ramakant talked with me for one hour from Virginia about the drawbacks of GTRAS website finalized today by me. He remarked that it took a lot of time but there is no appropriate content in some sections. He means that I did not work well. They wake up at the eleventh hour and start finding faults in others. Nothing ends well without contribution from all concerned. Went to sleep by 11:00.
12 June (Thursday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Held two plastic cans of drinking water at the municipal tap of our neighbor by 8:45. Took about 100 photos of Srijana with the digital camera of my cousin Murali. Reached our office by 10:50 on foot. Collected the passport size photos of Srijana from Deena’s Photo Studio on the way. They came well. Today I did GTRAS website work. Afternoon a marketing executive of Axis Bank called me up. They want to make a personal loan to me. I have to follow such formalities, which I consider meaningless to get it from them. There is no consideration for the character of a borrower or depositor. Now banks are filled with bundles of money deposited by cheats and thieves in India. The helpless and the poor are further being exploited by banks when they approach them for loans. Computerization and ATM facilitation made banking experience easy, fast, comfortable and delightful for many customers. By 5:00 posted a blog titled “Letter 1 of Moronic Stalker” on my blog site. It is one of the eight one-page emails I sent to Swati earlier through the matrimonial site www.simplymarry.com. I will post the remaining seven emails also as they are. They reflect my intense search for a suitable bride earlier. I sent her these emails during the last 10 days of 2006. Evening my cousin Narendra Varma left for Gollalagunta. He took an APSRTC Hyderabad-Visakhapatnam Hitech bus from the MGBS. I could not buy even a gift for him. He is a disciplined and good-natured boy. I like his character. Night my USA boss Ramakant expressed frustration about the delay in finalizing the work of our GTRAS website. He thinks that it happened so because of me only. Very few of companies, owned and managed by Indians, are organized well. Went to sleep by 11:00.
13 June (Friday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Reached our office by 10:50. This afternoon my brother Sambha, my sister-in-law Kranti and my paternal uncle Narasimha Murthy left for Srisailam to visit Lord Shiva in His temple there. I suddenly decided to go there this night by a bus from Jubilee Bus Stand. Had my lunch by 2:15 at home and told Srijana to get ready for this short pilgrimage. Rushed to Jubilee Bus Stand in an auto rickshaw and enquired them at the reservation counter about availability of buses to Srisailam this night from here. He said that all seats were already reserved by others. Came back to our office by 3:10. Lord Shiva is kind to me. He knew that my financial condition is down now. He liked my desire to visit Him. He sensed my heart. He can keep two seats available for me and Srijana if He wants us to come to Srisailam. Man hurries to do some things just like that. God corrects and directs him differently minding his comfort and happiness. I wondered at this divine will today. Felt happy realizing that God loves me. Posted my second email, sent to Swati earlier, on my blog site, by 5:00. Night my boss Srinivasa Rao counseled me to change my Internet browsing conduct in the office. I visit some websites out of personal interest and often write something to satisfy the writer in me. He told me not to do any personal work in the office during my working hours. A good employee must do it but being so makes one into an automated machine. I liked his love for me in trying to counsel me without hurting me. My creativity gets affected if I do not do anything personal in the office for long. Went to sleep by 11:00.
14 June (Saturday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for half an hour. Took the photos of Srijana for half an hour. We hired an auto rickshaw by 10:50 and reached the abode of Veeru at Jubilee Hills by 11:15. Earlier I paid 80 rupees for this distance. Today I paid 100 rupees for it. Recently they increased meter charges. Veeru and I took the photos of Srijana. Veeru took about 20 black and white photos of her. He said that this trend of photography existed 40 years ago in India. I found them very beautiful. Srijana is looking like a beautiful princess in these photos. Got them copied to a CD by his cousin. We had lunch by 1:30. They prepared chicken curry for us. Veeru has been following the diet regimen suggested by Dr Mantena Satyanarayana Raju for long. He is a famous person in Andhra Pradesh in this field. He advised all to avoid consuming about 80% of foods and drinks the present generation is deeply habituated to. It means we are consuming 20% of good foods and drinks only now. Multinational companies like Pepsi and Coca Cola are promoting this bad culture. Indian government wants money. They are encouraging such companies to exploit and spoil Indians in every imaginable and possible way. By 5:00 Srijana went to Film Nagar Dhaiva Sannidhaanam at Jubilee Hills along with the relatives of Veeru in his old Maruti Gypsy. She said that she saw Telugu film actor Tarun there. I avoided going there because I love the God in me than temples. They returned by 5:30. The mother of Veeru liked the beauty of Srijana a lot. She told me that I selected a good girl. We hired an auto rickshaw and reached home by 6:30. Talked with my brother Srinivas and my sister-in-law Sandhya Rani over my cellphone. My cousin Kiran came for supper by 9:30 at my invitation. We had it together happily. Srijana talked with me for two hours about her degree college events. Went to sleep by 1:00.
15 June (Sunday)
Woke up by 6:00. Spent reading Eenadu for one hour. Held two plastic cans of drinking water at the nearby municipal tap by 8:45. Then went to the nearby kirana store and bought vegetables and other cooking items worth 300 rupees. My brother Sambha and my sister-in-law Kranti started from Srisailam to Hyderabad by an APSRTC bus. My cousin Kiran came along with his cousin Vivek on his bike by 1:45. He brought a big bottle of Coca Cola. We all had lunch by 2:15. Kiran and I went to Jubilee Bus Stand by 2:30 to receive Sambha and Kranti. I thought that my paternal uncle Narasimha Murthy also comes here. He left for Tuni from Srisailam. Kiran brought Sambha home on his bike. I brought Kranti home in an auto rickshaw. They had lunch by 3:00. They brought a photo of Lord Shiva and His Prasadam for us. Took about 100 photos of Kiran with the digital camera of my cousin Murali. He left for his rented abode near cinema Saptagiri by 3:50. Sambha, Kranti, Srijana and I started to Kiran’s abode by 4:15, hiring an auto rickshaw for 50 rupees. Kiran offered homemade sweets and snacks to us. We wanted to see the Telugu film “Dhashaavathaaram” of Kamal Hassan in cinema Odeon Deluxe. Kiran and Srijana went there and knew that tickets were already over. We decided to go to the nearby Indira Park. No auto rickshaw driver got ready to come there. We walked along the main road for 30 minutes to spend our time. Kiran and I brought parcel packs of food from Kakatiya Mess by 8:15. Kiran’s brother Naren and his sister-in-law Kavita came from Kerala, finishing their short honeymoon tour. We had our supper there and returned home by 10:00. Went to sleep by 11:00.
16 June (Monday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 10 minutes. Rested for one hour. Sambha, Kranti, Srijana and I hired an auto rickshaw by 10:40 opposite Mahankali Temple. I got off it at my office. They proceeded to Mehdipatnam. They are going to the house of Kranti’s relative there. It costs them 100 rupees. Going to our house by Janmabhoomi Express costs one 140 rupees. Increase in fuel rates is affecting the lives of common people. Our prime minister Manmohan Singh is like a doll in the hands of Sonia Gandhi. Such man of virtues and scholarship is obeying the orders of an ordinary woman in India. Democracy is a paradise for the wise and a hell for the helpless and the poor. I regret living in a nation where majority fools authorize minority rogues to exploit them publicly. Today I took a tiffin box to our office keeping a wheat item in it for my lunch. My brother Sambha, Kranti and Srijana came to my office by 2:30. They saw the interiors of our office and sat there for some time. I bought a tin of Rasgulla for 50 rupees in the nearby Food World outlet using the meal vouchers of Ticket Restaurant, given by Kiran. They went back to home on foot. Today I collected and finalized content for some subsections of GTRAS website. Returned home by 9:30. Had my supper by 10:00. My brother Sambha told me that he wants to go back to Peda Gummuluru. He is such a homesick fellow, always desiring to be in touch with his parents, village, his familiar folks there and our house. He is the kind of happy man as Alexander Pope described in his poem “Ode on Solitude”. He creates a happy world for him with some people, chores and places. It is his natural habitat. He cannot live out of it for long. I am like a gypsy. I have to wander around wondering at characters, events and settings. I turned into a caged bird being a jobholder. Went to sleep by 11:00.
17 June (Tuesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Sambha and Kranti got ready to go to Secunderabad railway station and take Janmabhoomi Express. Told them that they were too late to catch it. Bought two bottles of Horlicks powder and one pack of chocolates for 200 rupees in the Food World outlet on my way to the office. Paid for them using the meal vouchers of Ticket Restaurant. Went to Jubilee Bus Stand by 10:40. Withdrew 1000 rupees from the ATM Centre of State Bank of India there using my ATM card of Axis Bank. Got two seats reserved in a Visakhapatnam bound Super Luxury Express bus for this evening from Mahatma Gandhi Bus Station. It cost me 670 rupees. My brother and sister-in-law get off it at Adduroad Junction. Rushed back to our office by 11:00. Today I did GTRAS website related work. Came back to home by 2:10 for lunch. Gave the bus ticket and 100 rupees to my brother Sambha. He and my sister-in-law hired an auto rickshaw by 2:45 to the MGBS. Their bus starts there by 4:15. Gave them a bottle of Maaza mango drink of Coca Cola. My brother enjoys seeing busy shopping complexes and other attractions in twin cities. I have no time to spend with them being a jobholder. He cannot sit at home watching television for many days. He daily meets different people and spends happily in our village. He does not worry thinking about tomorrow. Today I got a job offer from a company in Canada through Brad and Harley job portal. The position is administrative assistant. The annual salary is 45,000 Canadian dollars. I accepted this job offer. I will be grateful to Lord Krishna if He can send me to Canada. Went to sleep by 12:30.
18 June (Wednesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had cold rice by 9:00. Held a can of drinking water by 10:00. Reached our office by 11:00. Today I did GTRAS website related work. My friend Amit Karia forwarded me an email with the details of the job vacancy of copywriter at Microsoft in Hyderabad. I scanned the requirements and responsibilities of this position. Only a genius and workaholic can do this job. It means tension, stress and frustration in one’s life. A sensible fellow should avoid it. After conducting online investigation about Brad and Harley, through Google search engine, I found that it is a venture of online fraudsters. Their job portal disappeared. I wondered at it. Read related information posted by similar victims. Going to Canada is my dream. I applied for a job through this job portal believing that it is real. They ridiculed my dream. I thought that I can go to Canada and earn much money fast. It enables me to be a writer publishing my personal diaries first. Now I am unable to buy a computer also due to my financial problems. I don’t like doing a job going to an office every day like an automated machine. My bosses in offices consider me inferior to them because they are employing me and giving me salary. It kills our self-esteem and ambition to grow as an independent thinker and dreamer. I like a liberal life, whereby I can explore and enjoy art and tour different places. I have to spend my time and money for it. I can do it as a writer when others read my books for enlightenment. I pray my Lord Krishna to help me in this direction. Came back to home by 9:15. Yet Srijana did not get her first year B.Sc. certificates from Andhra University. It delays her joining a degree college in Hyderabad. Went to sleep by 11:00.
19 June (Thursday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had my breakfast by 8:30. Rested for two hours. My body is in need of more sleep. Reached our office by 10:55. Took two city buses and reached Banjara Hills by 12:15. Had a plate of Vegetable Biryani for 15 rupees at a mobile food vehicle. It has neither quality nor taste. There are a woman and three boys in it. They are running this small business to exploit the masses. This is the business principle of 90% people and companies in India now. This is how India is shining. People stopped questioning many things because they have no patience or interest to seek justice. Many think that the complacent live more happily than the inquisitive and the proactive in this nation. I hate such India wherein everybody fears questioning the wrongdoers. Reached the office of Bitra walking via Karvy office along Road No. 10. Went there to get the work of GTRAS website done in person. Concerning web designer told me that he had other pending work to do. There is no reliable communication between Bitra and his staff. This fellow told me to come. Returned to Patny Centre by 1:45. Bought two kilos of quality mango fruit for 40 rupees from a woman vendor on the pavement there. They are natural. They are not subjected to harmful chemical treatment. They are brought here directly from a garden. I felt like buying all those mango fruit put for sale there. Quality and taste of fruits entice me. Had a little rice with mango pickle and curd. Srijana told me that she is feeling bored of spending all the day at home. Went to sleep by 12:00.
20 June (Friday)
Woke up by 6:00. Last night Lakshmi of Ramayyapatnam visited me in my dream. Her father was separating us. It was pain of love. I strongly believe that Lakshmi still loves me. Two innocent and immature lovers cannot win their love but cherish those blissful memories forever. Lakshmi is a goddess of beauty and source of inspiration for me. Ours had been blind and silent love. If Lakshmi beautifies a dream, it turns into a memorable milestone for me. The spell of that dream keeps me blissful throughout the following day. Lakshmi is casting magic on me even after years of separation. I told Srijana about every girl I admired. She takes it easy. True love hurts few. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had Upma by 9:00. Rested for one hour. Reached our office by 10:50. Today I finalized the content of our Nexgenser website and developed a colorful two-page brochure of our GTRAS company on Microsoft Excel. My eyes are getting affected due to looking at computer screen continuously for long. By 5:00 posted my blog titled “Letter 7 of Moronic Stalker” on my blog site. It was the 7th message I sent to Swati of New Delhi on 30 December, 2006. This is to allow my blog readers to read the love letter of a barbaric bloke. By 7:15 my father-in-law Mantena Rama Raju called me up from K O Mallavaram. He told me that his daughter Srijana did not attend his phone calls today. After going home by 9:10, Srijana told me that her cellphone was left in silent mode today by mistake. She missed 12 calls due to it. I made it so yesterday night when she was continuously making calls to me to play with me. She forgot to change it. I keep my piece in vibrate mode from 6:00 in the office. Often I forget changing it. I too miss calls during those times. We have to be alert. Went to sleep by 11:00.
21 June (Saturday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Held one can of drinking water at a nearby municipal tap. Stored one litre of water. Had my breakfast by 9:40. Srijana and I hired an auto rickshaw and reached RTC Crossroads by 10:10. It cost me 50 rupees. We enquired them at the ITI there about the admissions in this academic year. They told us to wait for the government notification, to be issued soon, and then go to Mallepally to get an application form. Vamsy is not much interested in this course also. He wants to earn money early. We reached the abode of Kiran by 10:20. He left for his office by 11:40. His cousin Vivek is there. Three of us reached Shivam Circle by 12:15 in an auto rickshaw. Paid 470 rupees at the Reliance Communications outlet there towards my cellphone bill for the month of May. Thence we walked down to Tasty Bite Restaurant. Vivek and Srijana had a plate of Boneless Chicken Biryani. I had one 7 Up soft drink. I paid for them using the meal vouchers of Ticket Restaurant of Kiran. Thence we walked to the Food World outlet at Nallakunta. There we three bought food items worth 540 rupees using the meal vouchers of Ticket Restaurant of Kiran for his domestic use. We three saw the Telugu film “Bommana Brothers Chandana Sisters” in cinema Sri Mayuri from 2:00 to 4:30. We spent playing cards from 5:00 to 10:30. We played about 150 games. The bet money was 10 rupees for each game. I enjoyed it. Kiran brought parcel meal for us. We had it by 11:00. Four of us played about 80 games till 2:30. Srijana won about 250 rupees. Went to sleep by 3:00.
22 June (Sunday)
Woke up by 8:00. Freshened up myself by 8:30. Went out and bought one litre packet of buffalo milk and one copy of Eenadu. We four had hot milk with Horlicks powder by 9:30. Kiran gave two tickets at cinema Odeon by 10:50 buying them in the black for 200 rupees. Srijana and I saw the Telugu film “Dhashaavathaaram” of Kamal Hassan from 11:00 to 2:20 in it. We enjoyed watching it very much. Kamal Hassan played 10 roles in this film applying makeup uniquely. The core of this film is in the first and last 10 minutes of this film. The middle parts were developed to link the first and last parts. This film shows that God is the director and savior of humanity. The tsunami, which ravaged parts of coastal Tamil Nadu in 2004 in India, is showed as a planned and kind act of God. The director explained why it was created by God in the climax. This film is a great work of art and creativity. The artistes and technicians must have a lot of patience to create such film. Kamal acted very well in his role as a priest in the beginning of the film. My dearest singer S P Bala Subrahmanyam rendered extraordinary dubbing for Kamal in this film. The director K S Ravi Kumar must be commended for directing such great film. It highlights the supremacy and authority of God on this universe. Kamal’s role as a scientist presents the scientific outlook of rationalists on God, mentioning the futility of the belief that divine influence sets some disorders in this world right now and then. I sensed the power and kindness of God intensely when watching this film. Lord Krishna is directing me. Srijana and I returned home by 5:00 in an auto rickshaw. We had supper by 8:40. Went to sleep by 11:30 for my dreams.
23 June (Monday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Rested for 90 minutes. Reached our office by 10:55. Today I did GTRAS website related work. Afternoon got a phone call from a HR executive of Indian School of Business in Hyderabad. They are looking for a content writer. I replied in the affirmative. She told me that she forwards my CV to her superiors and gets back to me. It is a famous business school in India. They can pay me more. I considered it out of selfishness and helplessness. Swelling developed on my left lower eyelid two days ago. It might be because of overheat in my body. I drank three glasses of jaggery water and one glass of sugar water to avoid it. It got alleviated much by the evening. Met Dr Katta Renuka, a homoeopathic physician, opposite hotel Saptagiri Tiffins, to enquire her if there is birth control medicine in their system. She told me that intentional birth control is against the principles of nature and so homeopathy does not prescribe such medicines or treatment which are unnatural. I told her about Saheli oral contraceptive pills of allopathy meant for women. She said that any medicine used to change or affect the natural functioning of body spoils our health badly in the long run. She added that using condoms or following Standard Days Method is the best way out. Abortion disturbs the health of a woman. I liked her sound advice to me and her excellent character. Srijana completes her desired course of studies (MCA) by June 2012. She likes doing a job. We want to avoid children for five years for this reason. I did not sense joy using condom for experimentation. Went to sleep by 11:00.
24 June (Tuesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Reached our office by 10:50. Today I did GTRAS website related work. Evening bought and brought an i-pill tablet for Srijana. It is an oral contraceptive pill for women meant for emergency prevention of pregnancy. It is a Cipla product. It cost me 82 rupees. Spending 82 rupees, for deriving sexual pleasure, which hardly lasts for two minutes, is not a good idea for me now. It harms her health also if she often takes it. I read about Saheli and Mala D pills on the Internet. These pills are for long-term birth control. They are not available at private medical stores I went to. I used condoms twice. I did not find them desirable. They are killing bliss of touch with organ. It is like a blind and cowardly snake rushing into an unfamiliar anthill out of fear, hurry and tension rather than for casual rest, pleasant play or animated drive in its favourite domain of mystery, gloom, ecstasy and fantasy. Healthy and energetic human body does not approve the idea and practice of artificial devices damaging its deep feelings and sensual joy. I am asking for these pills or protective devices like a sinner and criminal at medical stores waiting for all others to move away. They think that I am having sex with my girlfriend/s and so using these safety devices to save myself from dangers like AIDS or her/them from her/their unwanted pregnancy. Now boys and girls are considering sex as a casual game and so playing it with their chosen or available creatures. It is not a good trend when checked from the perspective of a moralist or spiritualist. Rationalists, scientists and sex maniacs approve it and so advise others to do it carefully taking precautionary measures. One’s character or orientation of life decides what one does in this respect. One must enjoy one’s sexual life as long as one’s age and health are suitable and cooperative. Srijana has little knowledge about this aspect of human life. I got a little reading dailies and weeklies. Went to sleep by 10:30.
25 June (Wednesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Rested for one hour. Had my breakfast by 10:00. Reached our office by 10:50. Today I developed two versions of GTRAS brochures on Excel sheet. Night my boss Srinivasa Rao rebuked me. He found a few errors in the navigation of subsections on GTRAS website. These are minimum things to be attended by a web designer. I did not notice them when checking this website. Srinivas remarked that I should not misuse his goodness for me. This remark hurt me. It is a meaningful and acceptable comment. I deserve it. I don’t like working for others but for myself on my own. I can do it as a writer only. I need a computer with Internet connection now but I don’t have money to get them. Financial conditions and other unfavorable circumstances deeply influence the life of an artist. Creativity thrives when there are inspiring settings all around. Our mood changes frequently if there are disturbances and distractions around us. This is how I have been wasting my precious time for long. I am not living the kind of life I love. It’s my struggle for existence. People of this order cannot reach their goals fast. Delay ruins them. Frustration discourages them. Yet they march ahead in their path of hurdles because they rely on hope and dislike failure. Returned home by 9:30. Srijana wore a wonderful yellow saree. She washed her hair. She was shining like an angel of beauty. I am not delighting her well being a jobholder. I spend my day in the office. She spends her nights in sleep. I have no time or money to enjoy my life adequately. This is the story of every employee. Doing a job means living a mechanical life. Went to sleep by 11:00.
26 June (Thursday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 30 minutes. Had Upma by 10:00. Reached our office by 10:50. Today I collected information related to press releases of some Indian companies to gain insights on how to develop related content for our GTRAS company. The swelling on my left lower eyelid is still there. Looking at computer screen continuously is affecting my eyes. The folks of Andhra University released the results of recent degree exams about 10 days ago. They did not yet send those mark lists to the respective affiliated degree colleges. Srijana is waiting to know about the marks in her first year B.Sc. course and submit an application in the Osmania University for her admission into Kasturba Gandhi Degree & PG College for Women at West Marredpally. A girl from our neighborhood is pursuing Intermediate there. Srijana recently went to that college along with this girl on foot to check and remember the short cut. It is about two kilometers from here. She found this route good. She is an exceptional beauty for me. I observed many specially looking at her while walking on road. A young and innocent beauty attracts college boys more. If she studies in a coeducation college, boys fall prey to her beauty. Since she is married and in a strong love and life relationship with me, she does not consider their special interest towards her. There is probability of a little anxiety to her in such circumstances. I think a women’s college is the solution for it. Evening sent a message of commendation to the Blogger team of Google filling in their online feedback form. I expressed my sense of gratitude for them praising their great service through Blogger. They offered me a lot of online space to write in. They will publish it in their testimonials section if they like it. Went to sleep by 11:50.
27 June (Friday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 30 minutes. Rested for one hour. Had my breakfast by 10:00. Reached our office by 10:50. Today I developed a summary of press releases of some Indian and foreign companies to understand it comprehensively. Afternoon got an email from Amit Karia, a person I got familiarized with when I was at OMS3. He forwarded me some photos and related text explaining the love affair of Telugu film actor Chiranjeevi with B Jaya. She is a director in Telugu film industry now. The goal of this email is to present Chiranjeevi as a bad person in view of his entry into politics soon in Andhra Pradesh. He forwarded this email to about 60 persons. Their email ids are available to me in my Gmail. I did not like this offensive act of Amit. He is sending a wrong message to youth. Falling in love with girls and boys is a quality of healthy human beings in a democratic state like India. Chiranjeevi is not beyond this sphere of basic human temptations and drawbacks. He decided to enter politics and serve people of this state to some extent. His falling in love with Jaya once would have affected the interests of his family members then but it did not damage the society. All these people will be happy if Chiranjeevi rules this state. The negligible demerits of a person should not be highlighted when he is doing something good for the society because it disturbs his will to serve the people. I typed out a message of one page immediately and sent it to all of them from my Yahoo Mail. It is an act of reformation. Bad ideas should not be spread in any society. Went to sleep by 11:30.
28 June (Saturday)
Woke up by 6:30. Spent reading Eenadu for half an hour. Last night I had deep sleep. The spell of showers cooled the weather down. Stepped out of home with a browned corn cob by 10:30. Took a city bus and reached Secunderabad by 10:45 having the corn cob. Thence took another city bus and reached Mallepally by 11:30. Walked a kilometer and reached new administrative building of Industrial Training Institute. Enquired them about the issuance of application forms for admission into ITI course. They told me to collect them after publication of related notification by state government in dailies. I want to admit Vamsy into this course. Took a 139 route bus at Vijayanagar Colony and reached Ram Nagar. Had my lunch in Kakatiya Mess at Vidya Nagar by 1:00. Thence walked to KSS Hostel and spent there for one hour. Collected my postpaid Reliance bill from there. Hostel Supervisor Kanumuri Narasimha Raju left this hostel four months ago. The green plants before the hostel office room were uprooted. They covered that place with cement. I felt the absence of Narasimha Raju in this hostel. He supervised the students, guests and the facilities in this hostel devotedly. Bought a bottle of Horlicks powder, one kilo of sugar and one kilo of rice flour in the Vah Magna store opposite KSS Hostel using the meal vouchers of Ticket Restaurant given by Kiran. Spent talking with my friend Rajani Kumar Raju in his rented abode by Shivam Road for one hour. Thence took two city buses and returned home by 4:00. Srijana cooked noodles by 5:00. Spent watching television for some time. This evening the auspicious wedding function of Lord Venkateswara is taking place at Parade Grounds in Secunderabad. We did not go there fearing heavy flow of visitors. My cousin Kiran came by 9:00. We had supper by 10:00. We bought and brought a big bottle of cool soft drink Sprite of Coca Cola to celebrate it. Went to sleep by 11:00.
29 June (Sunday)
Woke up by 6:00. Read Eenadu for one hour. Spent all the day at home. There are peace and comfort in staying at home. The twin cities got polluted due to prevalence of many vehicles and industries. Srijana enjoys travelling on bike. I don’t like it. It’s a costly and risky affair for me now. Afternoon watched the Telugu feature film “Aa Naluguru” of Rajendra Prasad on Gemini television channel. It is one of the great films I have seen. It portrays the need and worth of human values in Indian society now. Its story, treatment, dialogues and message are wonderful. The acting of Rajendra Prasad is amazing. It awakens the society to some extent. The hero in this film is breadwinner of a middle-class family. He works as an editor in the office of a local daily. He has two sons and one daughter. He wants to see them growing as honest and worthy individuals. He helps many at his level, not worrying much about the comforts and desires of his wife and children at home. They don’t like his ideal and generous way of life. He borrows a lot of money from his acquaintances to give to his children at their insistence, going against his values. He worries a lot thinking that he cannot repay it to them. One night he dies in his sleep. The two agents of Lord Yama (God of death in Hinduism) take out his soul from his body. He requests them to permit him to watch what happens around his dead body until its cremation. Those three watch it from the sky. Towards the end, the hero finds that good people always love and cry for those that possess great human values and social concern in life, rather than those that live for money and fame. This film deeply touched me. It also shows how a great person suffers to live in the present Indian society compromising with many selfish people and their immoral practices. It is a satire on mechanical and self-centered lives of Indians in the present society. Chandra Siddartha directed this film. Madan provided story and dialogues for it. Both did a great job in this regard. Today it was cloudy and refreshing. Went to sleep by 10:30 for my dreams.
30 June (Monday)
Woke up by 6:30. Spent reading Eenadu for half an hour. Rested for one hour. Had snacks by 10:15. Reached our office by 10:50. Now Srijana and I are drinking a glass of hot milk each with Horlicks powder in the morning. We are using milk powder for it. We observed that this Horlicks powder is not as tasty as we expected. Afternoon I ate a little Horlicks powder to check its taste. It’s like plain wheat flour. For many, in India, Horlicks means a tasty powder. Typed out and sent a two-page email to them complaining against tastelessness of this powder. I expressed my anger to them through this letter using strong language. Evening my boss Srinivasa Rao told me that he would deduct income tax (TDS-Tax Deduction at Source) from my salary from this month onwards. I found his decision stupid and irrational. I decided to submit the related proofs to them to save myself from this tax. He also said that I should keep my salary information confidential. I wondered at it. He fears that the other employees in our office demand more salaries comparing theirs with mine. I pitied his innocence and ignorance in this regard. This is how many Indian companies are being run in India now. Every sensible employee is aware of the fact that his or her salary would be decided depending on his or her qualifications, work experience, demand in that market, his or her commitment and excellence in doing that job and the financial strength of the company. When do these heads of companies change their mindsets? He should have courage and prudence to educate and awaken one if one demands pay hike comparing one’s salary with somebody else’s. Srinivas keeps talking with somebody. I have to wait until he gets free. I am coming back late to home at night due to it. These thoughts disturbed me a lot this night. A job means many worries. My present job is very good in this respect. I must be happy for it. Went to sleep by 11:50 for my dreams.
1 July (Tuesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Rested for one hour. Had Upma by 10:00. Reached our office by 10:50. Got an email from an executive of GlaxoSmithKline in Gurgaon. He informed me that their representative would meet me soon to address my complaint. I sent an email acknowledging his instant and pleasing reply. Recently I knew that my aunt Vimala came to Gollalagunta from Tetagunta leaving her husband and two children there. It was because my paternal uncle Narasimha Murthy (her husband) beat her. The marks of his violence against her are visible on her back. Her brother Krishnam Raju (Vamana) proposed the option of getting him arrested under domestic violence act and beaten up black and blue by police in a station. He is unfair and innocent in this regard. Vimala is an incompatible wife to my uncle. One cannot find even one day without her criticizing him on some front. She always compares her husband’s property, earning potential and comfort in life with those of her familiar ones. They have been married for about 20 years. She has been torturing him like this for long. Even a good husband may beat his wife after thoroughly being disgusted with her behavior and character. He resorts to physical violence when she fails to understand him through ordinary language. Now courts in India are focusing much on the cases of domestic violence from vulnerable women but not helpless and hopeless men. Some kinds of misbehavior and harassment perpetrated by wives against their husbands cannot be effectively proved in courts of law. Vimala resorts to such violence at home almost every day. My uncle is bearing such violence minding the present and future of his two children. This drama is on show at many houses in India now. Viwers are not interested in watching it anymore. Went to sleep by 12:00.
2 July (Wednesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Spent reading Eenadu for half an hour. Rested for one hour. Had Upma by 10:00. Reached our office by 10:50. Went into State Bank of Hyderabad at Vikrampuri by 11:30. Bought a demand draft for 1500 rupees in favor of Registrar, Osmania University. They displayed information regarding time schedules within which some banking transactions must be finished by their staff. It’s not happening in reality. I waited there for more than 40 minutes whereas it should be 20 minutes. In India, people must be aware of both rules and realities. Rules are for fools to read. Realities are for victims to bear with and critics to study for different purposes. The idiots working in the state and central government offices are criminals. They form trade unions and keep fighting for pay hikes and other benefits from the government. For many of these scoundrels, a government job means negligible casual work. This scenario is changing slowly due to rise of private sector. Came back to home for my lunch by 2:15. Srijana prepared aubergine curry. Both of us went to our office by 3:00. Suresh Kumar, my day shift colleague, took Srijana to Osmania University campus on his bike at my request. They did not accept her application form without the photocopy of her first year B.Sc. marks list. It has to be yet issued by the folks of Andhra University. This is one of the nasty universities in India now. They don’t do anything in time. It was recently certified as a meritorious academic institution by the NAAC of UGC in India. When fools assess quality of a person or institution, quality means formality. Many officials in India are after bribes, prostitutes and secret parties. They certify devils also as angels if they are satisfied completely in their desired manner. Went to sleep by 11:30.
3 July (Thursday)
Woke up by 6:30. Spent reading Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had Lemon Rice by 9:00. Rested for one hour. Reached our office by 10:50. There was no power supply to the office since 5:00 this morning. They restored it by 11:10. My familiar Kshatriya community member Tirupati Raju came to meet me by 11:30. He is a native of Viswanadhapuram. He is an agent of LIC. He got me fill in a life insurance application form. I told him that I would send him the premium around this December. I like to pay around 30,000 rupees per year for three years. God decides how long I should live. This measure is to save my taxable income from my annual earnings through job. By 1:30, a marketing executive came. He collected the photocopies of my payslips, cellphone bill, company identity card and PAN card. They apply for a credit card of Barclays Bank for me. They did not ask me for my photo. I don’t know how they catch me if I misbehave after taking out their loan. By 3:40 somebody informed me that I won a gift in their lottery. I have to go to hotel Amrutha Castle tomorrow to collect it along with my wife. Felt happy at my luck. By 4:30 Srijana informed me that she too got the same information from the same person. She felt happy. She is feeling bored to spend at home all the day. Told her to come to our office wearing a saree. She makes a saree beautiful by wearing it. So, I don’t use the phrase “beautiful saree” in connection with her. She came to our office by 6:40 in a brown saree. She sat beside me for 10 minutes. Later told her to sit in the cabin of our boss Srinivasa Rao. Sensed that all liked her beauty in our office. Felt happy. We had parcel meal at home by 9:00. Went to sleep by 11:00.
4 July (Friday)
Woke up by 6:00. Spent reading Eenadu for 20 minutes. Today it is Independence Day in the USA. We got a holiday at our office for this reason. Srijana and I got ready by 10:30. She wore a crimson sari. We did not have breakfast. We hired an auto rickshaw for 100 rupees and reached hotel Amrutha Castle near Ravindra Bharati by 11:30. We were invited there as winners of a lottery conducted by the folks of Food World supermarket recently. The marketing executives of Country Club and the Resort Condominium International explained us the benefits of joining their special membership now. I have to pay 1,57,000 rupees to them now to get a membership along with a residential plot of 150 square yards on the outskirts of Hyderabad. They told me to pay 40,000 rupees today and the rest in installments in one or two years’ time. I liked their offer. Srijana found it irresistible. I don’t have money. They gave us three gifts. We returned home by 3:15 in an auto rickshaw. Rushed to the nearby DTDC point and collected an envelope containing the provisional marks list of Srijana sent from Tuni. Meanwhile an executive of GlaxoSmithKline came and gave me a pack of Boost powder and a pack of Horlicks powder against my recent online complaint to them. He took our used bottle of Horlicks powder back. Wrote and gave him a letter of commendation, about their services, on a sheet of white paper. We hired an auto rickshaw and reached Osmania University campus by 3:45. We submitted the filled in application form of Srijana there. Thence we moved to the abode of Kiran near cinema Saptagiri. We rested there for one hour. The sky turned very cloudy by 5:30. We went up on to its terrace to feel the cool spell of this atmosphere. It was fascinating. Kiran and I brought a parcel of meal from Kakatiya Mess by 9:15. We three had it by 9:40. Went to sleep by 12:15.
5 July (Saturday)
Woke up by 6:00. Srijana and I hired an auto rickshaw and reached home by 7:30. We felt sleepy. We got ready by 10:00. We had breakfast of idlies in hotel Saptagiri Tiffins. They serve two idlies for nine rupees. We took a city bus and reached Secunderabad by 10:12. Thence we took another city bus and reached Ashok Nagar near Serilingampally by 11:27. We walked a little and reached the rented portion of Madhavi, her maternal aunt. Srijana’s cousin is celebrating his birthday today. Srijana enjoys spending there. She bought an electronic chess board, a plastic arrow and a bow for her cousin Sunil spending about 300 rupees. I don’t have enough money to buy a gift for him. Spent watching television for some time. They celebrated this birthday party from 7:40 to 8:00. They decorated their abode with color papers and balloons. Recently my mother asked me to send 2000 rupees for her. She wants to go to temple town Rameswaram for the blessings of Hindu deities there along with my brother Sambha and my sister-in-law Kranti. They took this decision on the advice of palmist Indiramma in our village. My brother requests the deities there to bless them with children soon. I am not happy with the beliefs and acts of this couple. They are growing fat, working little. My mother is suffering from high blood pressure and knee joint pains. My father is interested in buying a little agricultural land but not in spending money to make his life a little comfortable and happy. He is one of the mean men I have seen in my life. I cannot help my mother in the present conditions. I regret my plight and the fate and mentality of my father. I tried to counsel him over phone. He is a brainless creature. I hate such rogues in this world. They torture their dependents. Went to sleep by 11:30.
6 July (Sunday)
Woke up by 6:00. Srijana wants to spend here till this evening with her cousins. My presence does not make much difference here. Took three city buses and reached our abode at Kakaguda by 7:15. Washed a pair of clothes and took a bath. My maternal aunt Bhaskaram called me up from Durgada and told me that a police case was filed against my maternal uncle Varma. He is going to the police station in Rampachodavaram to satisfy those formalities. Now the sarpanch of Gollalagunta is an SC woman. This case was filed by her complaining that my uncle Varma used abusive words addressing her. She is illiterate. She became the sarpanch of this village based on reserved category of government. It is believed that Fakir Raju is the key person in provoking this woman towards this immoral act. It is also believed that my teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju is the director of this social drama. It seems he behaved like a child to retaliate against his cousin Varma. It is believed that Fakir Raju is jealous of growth of image of my uncle as a good person in this village. I advised my uncle Varma to consult a good lawyer and attend these things peacefully. A good person must have patience in dealing with bad people. God punishes sinners one day or the other. Reached the abode of Kiran at RTC Crossroads by 11:30. He bought furniture worth 40,000 rupees at Andhra Pradesh Furnitures in Nampally. His parents come soon to Hyderabad to stay with him for some days. He is furnishing his portion minding their comfortable stay here. We had parcel meal by 2:00. We talked and rested for some time. I did not tell Kiran about what his father did towards his cousin Varma. Kiran should not develop wrong impressions about his father. Returned home by 5:00. Watched television for some time. Srijana returned home by 10:00 from Ashok Nagar. Went to sleep by 11:30.
7 July (Monday)
Woke up by 6:15. Spent reading Eenadu for 20 minutes. Held a can of drinking water at a nearby municipal tap by 9:00. Srijana and I hired an auto rickshaw and reached Kasturba Gandhi Degree and PG College for Women at West Marredpally by 10:00. Found that Ganga Prasad did not change. When Srijana submitted, the acknowledgment card, given at the admissions section in Osmania University, to him, he asked for a permission letter from them. I wondered at his mentality. It is the duty of authorities to help their students. It does not happen in government institutions in India. They are experts in torturing people. I felt like killing Ganga Prasad to uproot a weed from Indian society. I have no authority to do it. How do corrupt police and immoral lawyers live if we take law and order into our hands? He also told her to enquire in the Osmania University about the term fees to be paid by her in this college. I don’t know whether the principal educated him or not after receiving the complaint letter from me about his demanding 1000 rupees from us earlier. I have to still attend his case. Took Srijana to the first floor of this college and met a lecturer there. She guides her regarding formalities. I could not meet the principal today. She must be awakened first. I hate silent and complacent creatures assuming such crucial positions. Hired an auto rickshaw and reached our office by 11:00. Evening 24,800 rupees were credited to my Axis Bank account towards my salary for the month of June from Thoran Tech. Srijana and I bought a college bag and footwear for her by 9:15. She attended a class today in this college. She bought notebooks for her. Went to sleep by 11:00.
8 July (Tuesday)
Woke up by 6:30. Spent reading Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had my breakfast by 9:00. Srijana left for her degree college by 9:30. She walks for about two kilometers. She took rice, mixed with red dal, for her lunch there, in a tiffin box. Reached our office by 10:50 on foot. Today I developed a GTRAS company brochure on a word file. Evening the executive of Barclays Bank called me up. She told me that my application was rejected because I did not provide them with my permanent landline phone number. My parents, my brothers or I don’t have it. She told me to give the landline phone number of our neighbors in our village Peda Gummuluru. I did not like this option. I wonder at the present Indian banking system. They believe in our proofs of identity. They know how to irritate their customers, following their formalities, when they approach them for loans. They don’t follow those rules when providing services to us in their bank. They eat our time and test our patience levels. Morning edited about 300 photos on my computer in the office. Most of them are of Srijana and Kiran. My boss earlier told me not to do my personal work in the office. I don’t have a computer system at home. I have no time to do it in an Internet café. I work fast in the office. It does not affect my office work. Came back to home by 9:40. Srijana was copying down notes from the book of her classmate. Asked her if I should buy a bicycle for her to go to her college every day. She wants to go on foot for the time being. I am feeling sleepy these days. I am sleeping for about eight hours. I am eating enough food. I cannot understand why my body is still demanding more sleep. My cousin Kiran celebrates his birthday very soon. I want to do something for him. Went to sleep by 11:30 for my dreams.
9 July (Wednesday)
Woke up by 6:30. Spent reading Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had my breakfast Upma by 10:00. Started to our office by 10:30. Gave the CD of photos of my cousin Kiran at Deena’s Photo Studio on the way. Told him to print the best 80 photos of them. He said that it costs me about 900 rupees to get an album of his photos prepared digitally. This is to give to my best friend as a gift. There was power cut in our office from 11:00 to 12:00. Typed out an eight-page blog titled “Life is Moving” from 11:15 to 2:00 and posted it on my blog site. Thus I used my three hours of office time for my personal work today. It is for the sake of society. Today I made changes in the GTRAS company brochure developed by me yesterday. Afternoon told a pushcart woman vendor to bring five kilos of corn for me to buy tomorrow. It is good for my health. Morning talked with my maternal aunt Raja Kumari in Gollalagunta. My maternal uncle Varma was imprisoned in the sub-jail at Peddapuram. The sarpanch of this village, who is an SC woman, filed a case against him, complaining that he called her names and thus insulted their community. It is believed that the key players in encouraging this woman to do it are my teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju, his bosom friend Satthibabu and the latter’s brother-in-law Fakir Raju of Gollalagunta. A lawyer is trying to bring my uncle out on bail. This is how affluent OCs in India use an illiterate SC or ST person for retaliating against their poor opponents. I pity their plight. Thus they bother OCs in possible ways. We have to bear with them silently. This credit goes to the Indian constitution, which was written by Ambedkar. Went to sleep by 10:30.
10 July (Thursday)
Woke up by 6:30. Spent reading Eenadu for 20 minutes. Walked to the DTDC point at Karkhana. Enveloped the photocopies of the Transfer Certificate of Srijana and gave it there along with a payment of 30 rupees. It is being sent to Sekhar, the maternal uncle of Srijana, in Tuni. It is required there to obtain her Migration Certificate from Andhra University. Withdrew 18000 rupees from the ATM Centre of Axis Bank on my way back to the office. Today I developed a brochure of GTRAS company to be posted on this website. Afternoon paid 850 rupees at Deena’s Photo Studio for the album and photos of Kiran being printed and decorated here. There are 80 photos of Kiran. I shot them with the portable digital camera of my cousin Murali. They asked for a good photo of me to use on this digitally made album. I could not find even one good photo of me. I always feel this loss. Time affects the age and look of body. Photos help us look into past with pictorial evidence. I gave an ordinary photo of me to them. Kiran is one of the highly handsome boys of India. He does not have even one good photo of him to show to others. These photos I shot are not great because there are no beautiful backgrounds or clothes of different colors on his body. They are all close-ups. I think this photo album satisfies him a little. Kiran came to our office by 5:30 on his way to meet his friend at Tirumala Giri. Gave him 15,000 rupees. He sends it to his father in Jaggampeta through his friend. I cleared a debt of 90,000 rupees after joining the present job. I have to yet repay about 20,000 rupees to this uncle itself. I have such father, who does not consider me as his son, if I ask him for money. Went to sleep by 11:20.
11 July (Friday)
Woke up by 6:30. Spent reading Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had my breakfast Upma by 9:00. Filled in the application form of Srijana Devi for her admission into Kasturba Gandhi Degree & PG College for Women at West Marredpally. Withdrew 9000 rupees from the nearby ATM Centre of Axis Bank by 10:30. I have to pay 8500 rupees as annual academic fee for Srijana at this college. Reached our office by 10:50. Today I developed five versions of GTRAS company brochure on word files. My boss Srinivas liked one of them with minor changes. I finalized it incorporating those changes into it by 9:30. Also applied for leave on this Monday. He readily sanctioned it. Afternoon saw a comment on my blog site along with the details of a website of Telugu film actor Chiranjeevi, which was started recently. Visited that website titled “jaichiru.com”. It portrays Chiranjeevi as a necessary figure in the present political arena of Andhra Pradesh. I registered my personal details there filling in their online form. I did not find this website good. It needs much improvement. I find Chiranjeevi as a ray of hope for the improvement of lives of common people in this state now. He got such attitude and commitment to serve the people. Experienced politicians are interested to join him on this mission. He is interested to take youth and people of virtues into his fold. I think it would be an ordeal for him to maintain balance in this scenario. Experienced politicians means a set of beliefs and practices meant for and internalized to cheat and exploit people publicly. Half of the present politicians are there to earn money and enjoy the attractions of political power. It must be changed. Went to sleep by 11:30.
12 July (Saturday)
Woke up by 6:30. Spent reading Eenadu for 30 minutes. Held a can of drinking water at a nearby municipal tap by 9:30. My cousin Kiran came by 10:00. Today he is celebrating his 24th birthday. He donated his blood to Red Cross in their office before coming here. It is to express his social responsibility. His friend gave him a jeans worth 1500 rupees as a gift. He bought a short-sleeved shirt for 700 rupees to wear with it. Srijana and I gave him the photo album with his photos. He liked it. He spent here for six hours. We had lunch together by 2:00 with sweet rice prepared by Srijana. We rested for one hour after our lunch. Kiran and I reached the ANL Parcel Service point near Paradise Circle by 4:45. He collected the parcel of sweets his father sent from Jaggampeta. We reached his abode by 5:30. I went to the nearby ITI and collected an application form for my brother-in-law Vamsy. Thence took a city bus for Shivam Road. Spent selecting good photos of Srijana from the 400 photos of her I took recently. I finalized 231 photos to upload into my Picasa Web Album. Each of these photos has a size ranging form 1 to 2 MB. Uploading these photos into the web at an Internet café would be a big deal for me. The speed of Internet access is poor in India. Bought an empty CD for 10 rupees and got these photos written to it. Took two city buses and reached home by 9:30. Srijana spent her time watching television. This afternoon Kiran posted a testimonial on the Orkut profile of Rashi Madan, his junior at Ernst & Young. He wrote it well reflecting the kind of English modern youth like and use. He said that Rashi is an exceptional beauty. I did not find her so in the two photos Kiran showed me. She is a girl of low self-esteem according to my assessment. I give 40 marks for 100 for her beauty. Went to sleep by 11:30.
13 July (Sunday)
Woke up by 6:30. Read Eenadu for 30 minutes. Morning talked with my brother Srinivas and my sister-in-law Sandhya Rani in Visakhapatnam over phone. Watched television for some time. By 11:00, Srijana and I decided to go out to see a Telugu film. Took a head bath by 12:30. Srijana took 12 photos of me at my request. We stepped out of our abode by 1:00. We took a bus and reached Lothkunta by 1:15. We had lunch in Hotel Narthaki there. We had a plate of Vegetable Biryani for 60 rupees. From 2:15 they started selling balcony tickets of 35 rupees for 60 rupees at cinema Narthaki. Their staff member was doing it. Srijana bought two tickets of 30 rupees standing in the queue there. We saw the Telugu film “Ready” from 3:15 to 6:00 in it. We enjoyed watching it. It started drizzling soon after we came out of this cinema. It chased us a little. We took a city bus when it slowed down on the road. There were about 10 passengers only in this bus. We enjoyed this five-minute journey. We went into Reliance Fresh store at Vikrampuri and bought some items worth 250 rupees. Srijana wanted apples but we found their prices high. We bought two corn cobs for 10 rupees on the way back. Spent in an Internet café from 7:30 to 10:00 copying photos from digital camera to computer, editing them and getting them written to a CD. Most of them are the photos of Srijana. Uploaded 10 of these photos into my Flickr photo site. My cousin Murali came to our abode by 9:00. We had supper by 10:30. He is going to Lucknow soon to participate in the birthday function of their master at Shri Ramchandra Mission. Went to sleep by 12:00 for my dreams.
14 July (Monday)
Woke up by 6:30. Spent reading Eenadu for 20 minutes. My cousin Murali left for his office by 8:30. We enjoyed his stay with us. He is a good boy. He talks about good things only. He does meditation every day to purify his thoughts and keep his mind balanced. He advised me to join Ramchandra Mission. He wants me to be peaceful through meditation and application of spiritual advice provided by their master and preceptors. I must face difficulties and undergo pain like an ordinary human being to understand human life better. Srijana left for her college by 9:30. Took two city buses and reached Osmania University by 12:30. Submitted the photocopy of the first year marks list of Srijana Devi at the concerning section in the administrative block there. She gave me a letter formally finalizing Srijana’s admission into second year B.Sc. course at Kasturba Gandhi Degree & PG College for Women. Thence moved to Advanced Training Institute, by Shivam Road, behind Kshatriya Seva Samithi Hostel. Enquired them about the courses available for students of 10th standard. He told me that admissions were over for this academic year. This enquiry is meant for Vamsy. Reached Kasturba College by 12:45. Submitted Srijana’s application form along with the required proofs of certificates, except her migration certificate. Paid 8980 rupees through a challan in the nearby Canara Bank. Had two idlies and one corn cob. Drank two glasses of sugarcane juice also. Sat at the college of Srijana from 1:30 to 3:40, waiting for her classes to end. She looked tired because of standing up for long in their physics lab. Both of us reached our abode by 4:20 walking along her daily short cut. Evening walked to Tirumala Giri searching for her coursebooks. At last, bought them at Raj Kamal bookstore in Secunderabad. Went to sleep by 11:00 for my dreams.
15 July (Tuesday)
Woke up by 6:30. Spent reading Eenadu for 30 minutes. Srijana left for her college by 9:30. Reached our office by 10:50. Today I developed three versions of brochure for our Nexgenser company. Now power cut is being implemented in twin cities for two hours at least every day. It would be extended to more hours soon. This is due to lack of adequate water in reservoirs. Farmers are desperately waiting for monsoon rain. My maternal uncle Varma was released from the sub-jail in Peddapuram by 5:00 this evening. Talked with him by 9:40. He said that quality food was not provided to him in this jail. Asked him if he is willing to talk with his cousin Venkata Rama Raju to settle this dispute. He said he is not interested in it. Kolukuluri Venkata Rama Raju is the only son of the second younger sister of my paternal grandfather Datla Thammi Raju. She committed suicide jumping into a well when he was hardly six months old. She was said to have taken a gold earring of her familiar kid being attracted by its beauty or quality. It was known to all in Gollalagunta the following day itself. They considered it as a theft by her. She died that late night visualizing the harsh comments of villagers the following day. Thereafter this baby boy was brought up by his paternal uncles and aunts lovingly. He started distancing himself slowly from his close relatives after becoming a teacher and earning money. He brought up his three children also that way. He made them successful in their careers but not into independent individuals, who can take decisions about many crucial things in their lives on their own. They grew up under his protective cover of love, authority, planning and vision. They don’t take initiative to develop relationships with their familiar ones or relatives. He criticizes crazy, undisciplined, stupid and ignorant ones directly on their faces. He earned some enemies this way. He likes spending his time mostly with the rich and the influential ones in his familiar circle. He earned more enemies from his circle, troubling my uncle Varma this way. Went to sleep by 11:40.
16 July (Wednesday)
Woke up by 6:30. Spent reading Eenadu for 30 minutes. Rested from 9:30 to 10:00. Reached our office by 10:45. Today I did GTRAS and Nexgenser website related work. Had my lunch at home by 2:40. Today I bought 400 grams of preserved curd of Nestle company for 24 rupees. This is how companies make money. I decided to buy half a litre of milk packet for preparing curd. Milk sellers tend to add water in it when selling it to their familiar or unfamiliar ones. There is no concept of purity and reliability in India in terms of products, services and relations. Compromise or extinction is the policy. Morning posted a long blog on my blog site. It is actually an email I got from a girl. It’s a sad account of six Indian soldiers, who were brutally treated, killed and handed to the Indian Army in 1999. It was written by the father of an army officer killed in this atrocity of Pakistan Army. I was asked to forward that email to my friends adding my name there. I could not understand how it can change Indians. Many know about the burning issues in this nation. People, without political power, cannot make laws for their welfare. Politicians spend most of their time devising plans and strategies to acquire, enjoy and retain their political power. Critics, idealists, visionaries and intellectuals write articles and reviews in newspapers blaming the corrupt and inefficient systems of governance and law in their respective nations. It has been a vicious web of complexities in India since independence. Afternoon typed out a six-page letter addressing the Human Rights Commission in Hyderabad. This is to reform Banoo Prem Kumar and Ganga Prasad of Kasturba Gandhi College. I decided to depend on the toss of a coin to do either way in this regard. It hinted me not to send this letter. In India, we should keep observing problems developing, instead of curbing them at their budding stage. This is how we can remain safe, peaceful and balanced at our level for some time. Went to sleep by 11:00.
17 July (Thursday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Rested for one hour. Reached our office by 10:45. Today I did work related to content of Thoran Tech website. By 2:00 typed out a six-page blog titled “Incredible India”. Had my lunch at home by 2:40. Posted this blog on my blog site by 4:00. It discusses bitter truths of India. It argues that India is like this even today because politics in India are bad for long. Multiple party system leads to regional priorities and struggle for acquisition of political power through dishonest and unfair means. When bad people become leaders, the good and the helpless suffer silently. It is a vicious web from which the ordinary cannot escape. Politics are in the hands of a few in this nation since independence. The biggest criminal party in this nation is Congress Party, from the time of Jawaharlal Nehru. For the masses in India, Congress means their savior party. Only their family members are eligible and suitable ones to lead Congress Party and thus become the prime ministers of this nation. Sonia Gandhi is heading this dirty party today because she is wife of Rajiv Gandhi. Manmohan Singh has to obey her orders and play a nominal role, killing his individuality and self-respect, to remain in that position. They are buying other party MPs to retain their power at centre. Sonia Gandhi made Pratibha Patil President of India because she has been loyal to Congress Party for years. This is the state of democracy in India. Mostly common people vote during elections. They vote for somebody from many available scoundrels in elections. They earn adequately before following elections. They continue cheating people. Went to sleep by 11:00 for my dreams.
18 July (Friday)
Woke up by 6:30. Spent reading Eenadu for 20 minutes. Srijana prepared Lemon Rice for me. Today it is Guru Pournami. It is being associated with Saint Veda Vyasa and Shirdi Sai Baba. Srijana is fasting on this auspicious occasion. She took a head bath, wore a new dress, put a white Vibhuti mark on her forehead and decorated her hair with a short garland of jasmines. It is the effort of a devotee to look good in body and spirit to that particular deity of the day. I wondered at it. She requested me to come to the temple of Shirdi Sai Baba along with her. It is by the way to her college. I said I don’t like it. I am not interested to go to temples to satisfy the deities there that way. I am a devotee of Lord Krishna. I am not going to His temples also for lack of time. Why should I go to other temples? I don’t consider Shirdi Sai Baba as god. He served as an advocate of spiritualism during his time. He is a spiritual guide as such. Srijana looked like a Tamil girl today with that white mark on her forehead. I appreciated her divine beauty and delivered a kiss on her cheek. Reached our office by 10:50. Today I developed content for the website of Thoran Technologies. By 7:15 took an APSRTC bus for Secunderabad railway station hurriedly from the bus stop near our office. I failed to place my leg perfectly on the footboard in the front because it was in motion. I escaped from an accident reacting fast. It happens when God intervenes to save His innocent or helpless child. I am grateful to my Lord Krishna. Janmabhoomi Express arrived by 7:45. Received Vamsy. He came here to join an ITI course in some government ITI. He brought the migration certificate of Srijana. I sent him to my abode in an auto rickshaw. Left our office by 9:30. Had my supper by 10:15. Went to sleep by 11:30 for my dreams.
19 July (Saturday)
Woke up by 6:30. Spent reading Eenadu for 20 minutes. By 9:30, Vamsy, Srijana and I started to Kasturba Gandhi College for Women at West Marredpally on foot. We reached there by 10:00. Srijana submitted her application form for the supplementary exams in this October along with her migration certificate of Andhra University. Today is the last day for the submission of this application. There is 70 days’ time for October to arrive. They don’t do their work in time. They expect students to do their work in time. Srijana found that only five of her classmates came to the college today. Her lecturer said that she does not take her class today. Srijana felt happy. We three walked back to home by 10:45. We hired an auto rickshaw and reached the abode of Kiran by 12:10. He left for his office by 1:30. Three of us had a plate of Prawn Biryani and a plate of Chicken Biryani for 200 rupees at Tasty Bite Restaurant by Shivam Road using the meal vouchers of Ticket Restaurant. We spent at KSS Hostel for half an hour. Srijana sat there observing the hostel facilities. Thereafter Srijana sat in the rented abode of my friend Rajani by Shivam Road. Vamsy and I went to the KSS office at Nallakunta and enquired them about availability of space in the KSS Hostel for him. Thence we moved to Sarada ITI at Vidya Nagar and talked with G S S Raju about the ITI admissions in this academic year. Rajani offered apples for us. We three came back to the abode of Kiran by 4:30. My friend Raja came there by 7:50. Kiran and four of us saw the Telugu film “Hare Ram” in cinema Sandhya from 9:00 to 11:30. Kiran spent 500 rupees for tickets in the black, snacks and soft drinks for us. It was drizzling outside. We returned to the abode of Kiran by 12:00. Went to sleep by 12:40.
20 July (Sunday)
Woke up by 8:00. Took a head bath by 8:30. The remaining four creatures got up around 9:00. Srijana gave us hot milk with Complan powder by 9:30. She prepared breakfast for us by 10:00. We liked the corn flakes mixed in the hot milk. Now, in India, a Sunday means a day of absolute liberty and happiness for many in cities. Sleep is what they want to enjoy that morning specially. I am also unable to sleep for eight hours these days. God created day and night for all to work during the day for their livelihood and sleep at night to allow their bodies to repair themselves and then rest. Industrial revolution disturbed this good order of human life. Manufacturing units started functioning day and night to produce more products. Workers had to work day and night. The rise of software industry and BPO services added fuel to it. Man became a machine, working in shifts, forgetting about the basic needs of his body and health on the way. For existence, one has to struggle like others, not questioning about the disorders and demerits of a system. It means inviting more troubles into one’s life knowingly. I am also part of this vicious circle a little. I can come out of it after becoming a full-fledged writer. Kiran and I brought parcel meals from Kakatiya Mess at Vidya Nagar by 1:40. We five had it by 2:30. All of us decided to sleep again. Raja left for his rented abode at Erragadda by 4:00. Kiran proposed playing cards for pleasure. I don’t have money to lose it happily in this game. We avoided it. Three of us took a city bus and reached my abode by 5:00. Spent reading Eenadu for two hours. Meanwhile Srijana prepared curry with tomatoes and onions for us. Srijana was trying to wake up her brother Vamsy for supper. He is not a kid. I rebuked him like a monarch. I hate indiscipline. Went to sleep by 11:00.
21 July (Monday)
Woke up by 6:30. Spent reading Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had my breakfast by 9:00. Rested for one hour. Today Srijana did not go to her college due to the holiday of Bonalu. She and her brother kept our portion organized and clean arranging things in it. Reached our office by 10:50. From 11:00 to 2:00 typed out a blog titled “Chiranjeevi & Party” and posted it on my blog site by 2:20. In this blog, I discussed the suitability of Telugu film actor Chiranjeevi entering the political system in this state, the need of ethics and standards in his political party, leaders and activists, and appreciable internal democracy in it. This blog serves as my token of love for Chiranjeevi. He is going to announce his political party in the month of August. Many are interested to join his party and serve others under his guidance. Other politicians are disturbed about his first foray into politics. They established and ran corrupt and worthless governments in this state over the years. Chiranjeevi is entering politics to change this system. He needs votes of people to rule them. He and his new political party must struggle hard to reach their message to all and awaken them. Every citizen in this state benefits from his government if he wins in this election. We can find reliability and quality in public service. This is the change we are looking for in this state for long. Chiranjeevi seems to be the right leader to bring about such change effectively along with his strong and committed team. Evening Parisa chatted with me online through Yahoo Messenger from Iran. I understood about the predicament of citizens of Iran under the rule of those dictators. Came back to home by 10:20. Went to sleep by 11:30.
22 July (Tuesday)
Woke up by 6:30. Spent reading Eenadu for 20 minutes. Reached our office by 10:50. Today I collected images from the Internet to be used on the website of Thoran Tech. There was power cut from 2:30 to 5:30. We have to sit idly shutting down our computer systems during this time. It was cloudy and cool. Enjoyed the gentle touch of breezes sitting by a window. Afternoon talked with my maternal uncle Varma when he was at the court in Peddapuram. He has to go to this court periodically until his case is resolved. He spent about 10,000 rupees for this case. My teacher uncle and his bosom friend Satthibabu seem to have committed this sin of bothering such a good person. God punishes them soon for this sin. I am trying to establish the lost respect for my uncle Venkata Rama Raju in my heart after he committed this mistake. Today the ruling Congress Party won confidence motion in Lok Sabha, trying badly in every possible way. For the first time in my life, I lost respect for Manmohan Singh. He remained silent when his party resorted to unethical acts to retain power at any cost. It’s not a quality of a gentleman. Once the former prime minister P V Narasimha Rao bought MPs to retain power. Thus he proved that he can turn into an immoral dog at times. This is the fate of democracy in this nation. The concept of majority for a ruling party in Lok Sabha, to retain power, is a foolish formality. It can be easily achieved by scoundrels in a worthless democratic state like India. Sonia Gandhi supervised this dirty game as the chairperson of Congress Party. Congress fellows worship her like a goddess. When a goddess turns into a devil, the worship by her devotees also turns into a devilish act. This is what we call loyalty in politics. I can see a better India soon, only if all these political dogs and bitches are killed by radicals at a time. Went to sleep by 11:30.
23 July (Wednesday)
Woke up by 6:30. Spent reading Eenadu for 20 minutes. Rested for one hour. Reached our office by 11:00. Today I edited the content of Thoran Tech website and collected images to use on it. Came back to home by 2:20 for my lunch. Brought four corn cobs for Srijana and Vamsy. It is good for health. Today Vamsy submitted his application at the ITI in Musheerabad. Went back to our office by 3:15. There was power cut till 6:00. I was told to shut down my computer during this time. Srijana earlier gave me her prose English textbook and asked me to prepare answers to the questions in the first lesson. It’s an extract from Mahatma Gandhi’s My Experiments with Truth. It is in about five pages. I stopped writing much with my right hand after starting using a computer. I bought and took a notebook to our office for this purpose but I could not do it. The answers are long. I need more time to do this work than available. Habit formation thus affects our course of life. Srijana and Vamsy came to our office by 5:00. We spent talking for some time. Vamsy left for the rented abode of Madhavi, his maternal aunt at Ashok Nagar, by 5:30. Srijana told me to ask for permission for one hour and start back to home by 7:00 along with her. She behaved like a stubborn kid, strongly demanding me to do it. I don’t like asking for permission on some pretext and going home. She left for home by 6:00. Jobholders cannot enjoy their personal lives much. It’s a complex web of meaningless formalities, artificial loyalty to a company and its policies, waiting for payday and looking for pay rise. I don’t like this nasty game. I am playing it because there is no other good alternative. Came back to home by 9:45. Went to sleep by 11:30.
24 July (Thursday)
Woke up by 6:30. Spent reading Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had my breakfast Upma by 9:30. Reached our office by 10:50. Typed out and posted a blog on my blog site by 11:20. Sent an email to my friend Deepthi by 12:10. In this email, I advised her uncle Chiranjeevi on how to get ready for his political role in this state. These suggestions help him become more energetic and visionary for serving the people of this state. Today I developed a two-page brochure to be used on the website of Nexgenser. Came back to home by 2:15 to have my lunch. Bought a corn cob for five rupees for my darling Srijana. I waited for her to return from the college on foot. She returned by 3:15. We spent talking for some time. Went back to the office by 4:15 buying a corn cob at a pushcart on the way. Spent reading an old daily till 6:00. There was power cut. My boss Srinivasa Rao did not come by 8:00 this night. I utilized this chance to finish my work fast and return home. He keeps talking with somebody and expects me to wait on and on. I cannot return home soon due to it. Srijana has to spend at home alone like a recluse. Came back to home by 8:30. Had my supper by 9:00. Watched television for half an hour. Talked with Srijana about life, challenges and importance of merit in her education to get a good job. She was moved to tears. I saw a typical Indian girl in her with innocence and ignorance. They live simple lives within their circle. Their friends and relatives love them and make them brainless. They spend watching television and playing games. They dream of doing jobs but cannot equip themselves adequately for it. They realize their mistakes and drawbacks at the eleventh hour. They cry when somebody like me alerts them strongly quite in advance. Srijana realized her helplessness. I consoled her. Her life is beautiful and sensitive beyond me. Went to sleep by 11:00.
25 July (Friday)
Woke up by 6:30. Spent reading Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had breakfast Upma by 9:00. Rested for one hour. Reached our office by 10:50. Today I developed a brochure on a word file to be used on the website of Nexgenser. Morning saw a pack of tomato flavoured chips in my desk, left by our office boy Ramesh. He left a few chips in it. They attracted me. I finished them. Felt a little uneasy visualizing the disappointment of owner of that pack, when he looks for it this evening. When returning to the office after my lunch, bought three packs of potato chips at Food World store for 30 rupees. Finished two of them and kept one pack in that desk. I found this business as an example of public cheating and exploitation in India. The quantity of chips is very little but the size and look of plastic cover is attractive. Consumption of chips is not good for health. Kids and educated youth are the main consumers of these products. The government is allowing any kind of Indian or foreign business into this nation if it brings income or fame to it as a globalized nation. Companies are spending millions of rupees every year on advertisements to promote and sell their worthless and harmful products somehow. It should not be the approach of a welfare state. Its policies and plans should reflect its concern for the health and happiness of the rich and the poor alike in this nation. Evening Ramesh took that new pack and gave it to his wife. She consumes many packs of potato chips every day. Thus she tries to exhibit her culture of youth and modernity to all. Now many Indian educated youth don’t consider a party complete without Coca Cola, potato chips, liquor and meat. They are the builders of this nation according to His Excellency A P J Abdul Kalam. I pity his innocence. Went to sleep by 12:00.
26 July (Saturday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Today Srijana did not go to her college saying that there is one period only. She actually wants to spend with me today. Today she wants to stay away from the nuisance of those classes. I welcomed her decision. We hired an auto rickshaw up to the bus stop at Patny Centre from Vikrampuri. Thence we took a BPO service taxi up to Jubilee Hills Check Post at a fare of 10 rupees for each. We reached there by 9:30 enjoying this drive. We walked to the branch of Axis Bank opposite Bharatiya Vidya Bhavan’s school by Road No. 71. We entered it by 10:00. I took a six-month bank statement from them to use to apply for a personal loan from Barclays Bank. I wanted to apply for a savings account in it for Srijana. I was shocked listening to their list of formalities for it. It was drizzling. We moved to Yousufguda Check Post in an auto rickshaw. We had breakfast there. We reached Shivam Road by 12:30 by a city bus. Collected my Reliance postpaid bill from KSS Hostel. It’s an itemized bill. I want to know why I am being charged more than I estimate. Knew that I made many calls, which amounted to 500 rupees this month. I could not find fault with Reliance company to deal with them. Paid this bill at the nearby Reliance outlet. We took two city buses and reached home by 3:30. We bought six apples for 20 rupees at a pushcart opposite Secunderabad railway station. Vamsy returned from Ashok Nagar by 4:00. We three reached village Kandla Koya near Medchal by 6:00 by bus. We walked for about two kilometers enjoying the spell of breezes throughout. We reached the abode of Jagannaadha Raju, the paternal uncle of Srijana, by 6:20. We came here to spend for a day. Went to sleep by 11:00.
27 July (Sunday)
Woke up by 6:30. It was irresistibly cool and pleasant outside. Yesterday night cold caught me. Mantena Jagannaadha Raju has two sons. Now they are studying at a private English medium school in Medchal. Now he is working as a showroom executive of Mahindra tractors at Kompally. It’s owned and run by a Kshatriya fellow. In India, the jobs in the unorganized sector are mostly created and dominated by community-centric relationships and interests. The owner of this showroom has assets worth about 100 crore rupees. He pays 5000 rupees to him per month. He has to spend it for an outsider also. There is no guarantee of loyalty and affection from outsiders. This is how the rich become richer, differently exploiting their community also in every possible way. People must be made financially independent through sustainable and respectable sources and means of livelihood created and encouraged by governments and intellectuals in this nation. Majority of millionaires and industrialists in this nation think and act against this ideal to keep the disadvantaged so forever. Thus they continue their authority and exploit others publicly. The wife of Jagannaadha Raju is suffering from a chronic health disorder. She daily takes medicines to keep her heartbeat normal. Her heartbeat increases if she comes across many. She offered lunch with delicious fish soup and treated us like special guests. This is the greatness of relationships and attachments in the lower middle-class families of India. Half of their strength lies in their familial bonds. We took two city buses and returned home by 4:30. It started drizzling by 6:00. It turned cooler. Went to sleep by 11:00.
28 July (Monday)
Woke up by 6:30. Spent reading Eenadu for 20 minutes. Cold brought low fever into my body. Had breakfast Upma by 9:30. Reached our office by 10:50. By 2:00 the executives of Barclays Bank came to me. I gave the required proofs of documents to them for issuance of a personal loan to me. I want to take 50,000 rupees if I like their interest rate and early repayment terms. I don’t like borrowing money from persons or banks. It creates a sense of responsibility in us. The bigger the loan and the longer the repayment period, the more our sense of duty towards our casual or serious lender. They said that they can give me about 3,00,000 rupees as a loan based on my present monthly salary. Evening talked with my boss Srinivasa Rao about loans and their effect on us. He remarked that banks bother us more than expected after making loans to us. He never likes taking out loans from banks. He gave my appointment letter on Executive Bond sheets of paper today. I found this formality appreciable. My previous two employers gave those formal letters on ordinary paper. I found this letter relatively better. Great quality impresses us if we know what it is. Getting 25,000 rupees per month, as my salary, is a matter of pride and satisfaction for me. I can live happily with this money. Saturday and Sunday being holidays is a big attraction for me in this company. Gouravaram Srinivasa Rao is a humanitarian and admirable person. If he ever rebuked me, it was because of my mistakes. No company likes its employees devoting their time in the office to their personal work. Left the office by 10:00. It was cool and soothing. Had my supper by 10:40. Went to sleep by 11:20 for my dreams.
29 July (Tuesday)
Woke up by 6:30. Spent reading Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had breakfast Upma by 4:00. Reached our office by 10:50. Vamsy took proofs of documents to submit at Reliance Communications outlet opposite the passport office in Secunderabad for change of address in my postpaid bill. He did not accept my appointment letter and identity card for it. He said that I should get a letter of endorsement from the head of my company to this extent. It’s related to my personal life. I don’t like to involve my boss Srinivasa Rao in this issue. Called up their customer service executive. Harita talked with me. She read out a list of documents, one of which has to be submitted by me for the change of address. I don’t have any of those documents. She reacted carelessly to me when I was explaining my case to her. Typed out a two-page letter and emailed it to authorities. My experiences with this service provider are unsatisfactory ever since I bought and started using it. I am bearing with them because I don’t like to change this number. Reliance franchises are worthless outlets. Their service facilities and abilities are poor. They don’t have information about their network or heads of different departments. They deal with us with a smiling face when we go there to buy their handset or pay bill. Change of address does not bring profit to them. They reached this message to me today indirectly. I have many messages to send to folks of Reliance Communications directly. This email is a first step. Reliance represents India. I represent this world. My energy and vision are stronger than this trivial entity. Went to sleep by 11:00.
30 July (Wednesday)
Woke up by 6:30. Spent reading Eenadu for 20 minutes. Reached our office by 10:50. Now I am suffering from physical weakness and cold. I took about eight tablets till now buying them at medical stores. None worked. They gave me tablets for cure of fever, cold and virus. Hospital means a public place of exploitation for me. They subject us to various medical tests and fees. Many depend on the casual advice of pharmacists at medical stores for this reason. They exploit us collecting more prices for medicines. Profitability is the guiding force of many businesses now rather than social responsibility. Morning got an email from an executive of Reliance Customer Care in Mumbai. He apologized for the inconvenience caused to me. He provided me with a list of documents to be submitted for change of address in my postpaid bill. They believe in documents given by others but not persons before them. They receive money happily when I go there to pay my bill. They don’t act fast for an issue like change of address because it is a useless task for them. They earn money to invest in such ventures, which yield them more money in a short span of time. The central and state governments work in favor of billionaires, industrialists, celebrities and politicians in this nation. They exploit people publicly. This is the real story of private sector in India. Many ask questions exercising their right to know information. The government pigs and dogs provide information formally. Companies try to increase their net profits quarter by quarter. Idiots invest in stock markets and watch this biggest game of gambling on earth daily. Many spend watching cricket. Manmohan heads such filthy nation. Went to sleep by 10:30.
31 July (Thursday)
Woke up by 6:30. Spent reading Eenadu for 20 minutes. Reached our office by 10:50. Even today I bought two tablets and took them to get rid of my low fever. It remained stubborn. It must be a viral fever. I don’t have money or interest to consult a doctor. The white cells must be fighting with the enemy virus in my body. I supplied medicines to express my solidarity for their war against these enemies. They proved useless. I am feeling weak and dull. Had my supper by 9:00. Srijana told me that their college principal Banoo Prem Kumar is retiring today. Retirement seems to be a state of sorrow and solitude to me. The authority they enjoy and the attachment they develop with the related people or institution get terminated forever formally. It imprints a sense of detachment and separation in the psyche of victim. They take time to accept the reality and live with it. Those memories stay with them till the end. Death seems to be a divine retirement from one’s life. There is no age limit for it to occur. Some wait badly for it. Some try to run away from it. Humans suffer experiencing pains of death around and the eventuality of the same to them sometime. Man experiences a sense of goodness and withdrawal from evil and sin when examines his life alone at late night. Absolute silence and dark night encourage many to discover the best in them. Advent of sun and ensuing struggle for existence kill half of goodness one senses at night. Physical weakness and psychic pains show one this world as an undesirable and unreliable entity. Health makes one find this world as enticing and eternal. Blessed are those that lived happily and died peacefully. Final exit is an inescapable trap. Went to sleep by 11:00.
1 August (Friday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. The low fever and cold are still there in me. Stopped taking tablets. It is time for my white cells to play their role effectively and express their gratitude to me defeating those virus. Today I sent another email to the folks of customer care at Reliance Communications in Mumbai. It’s my substantial feedback to them, which they can use to improve their services. Morning read in the daily that fire engulfed four coaches of Gautami Express yesterday night near Warangal railway station. It was reported that about 32 passengers died in this mishap. The dead bodies of those victims turned into ashes due to heavy heat caused by short circuit. It happened when passengers were sleeping. This train plies between Kakinada Port station and Secunderabad every night. It is reported that it occurred due to reduction of electrical and mechanical staff attending the daily check of condition of this train at Kakinada. Actually every train must be thoroughly checked before it starts from its originating point. They are doing it at Kakinada only once for every two days or so. Since it is a mistake of their department, they justify it in their own way. The railway minister announced a compensation of 5,00,000 rupees for each dead passenger and 1,00,000 rupees for each injured passenger. It creates a void and a set of haunting memories in the hearts of the relatives or dependents of the dead. The government and bureaucracy are criminals in this case. They are spending money in such ways which bring them profits immediately. Investing much on public safety and security measures does not yield them profits. Went to sleep by 11:00.
2 August (Saturday)
Woke up by 6:30. Spent reading Eenadu for 30 minutes. Took two city buses and reached Jubilee Hills Check Post Junction by 9:00. Thence walked and reached the abode of my friend Veeru at Journalist Colony ‘A’ by 9:20. Filled in the forms of Chiranjeevi party membership for me, Srijana and Vamsy. To bring good people into democracy, active youth must encourage good leaders. Telugu film actor Chiranjeevi is such leader. The fate of poor and helpless people can be changed if he assumes power in this state after the coming election. He is a good person. He can be a great leader of people. I don’t have a photo voter identity card now. I should apply for it. Every sensible and intelligent citizen of this nation must take an active part before and during election when good candidates are contesting. People without political power cannot change a nation much. Systems of governance must be organized, reliable and ideal. It would be possible when most of the people’s representatives are educated, visionary and ideal. Such healthy democracy can be established and sustained when enlightened people exercise their right of franchise to choose the best ones. Unfortunately old and worthless blokes are in politics in this nation now. They rule as per the outdated systems of administration developed decades ago. Constitution, policies and measures in force must be changed according to the demands of changing times. It would be possible when the rulers are interested in public welfare rather than political power. Reached Shivam Road by 2:00. Downloaded and got application forms printed to apply for voter identity cards in Hyderabad. Got a haircut in BNK Salon at Vidya Nagar. Bought nine apples and returned home by 7:00. Went to sleep by 11:00 for my dreams.
3 August (Sunday)
Woke up by 6:00. Spent reading Eenadu for 30 minutes. Had breakfast Upma by 8:30. It was cloudy and rainy. It enhances my love for nature. My cousin Kiran came by 1:30. Vamsy and I already had our lunch. Srijana and Kiran had it by 2:00. I made Kiran fill in the Chiranjeevi party membership form. I asked him if he wants to take some forms to his office and join others also. He did not express his interest in it. This is why democracy is failing in this nation. Intelligent and educated youth are neither interested in voting during election nor willing to participate in politics proactively and constructively. So, fools and criminals are ruling us. We rested for some time. Kiran and I went to the office of Secunderabad Cantonment Board at West Marredpally to submit our filled in application forms for photo voter identity cards. We moved from one building to another four times to know about the location of this office. There is a notice stating that there is a software problem. There was nobody to talk to about it. I V Subba Rao, the chief election commissioner of this state, issued a notification yesterday explaining how to get registered as a voter. There are no details of respective office addresses in it. I got infuriated by him and the rotten electoral system in this nation being supported and run by filthy pigs, unethical dogs and brainless donkeys. I should not kill Subba Rao or blast this building because I am not a terrorist. I decided to control this fury seeing some film. We three went to the abode of Kiran by 6:30. We four saw Telugu film “Ullaasangaa Uthsaahangaa” in cinema Sandhya from 9:00 to 11:30. Went to sleep by 12:30.
4 August (Monday)
Woke up by 6:30. Spent reading Eenadu for 20 minutes. Bought 15 idlies and four dosas for 30 rupees from a bicycle breakfast item vendor. We hired an auto rickshaw from RTC Crossroads for 60 rupees and reached our abode at Karkhana by 7:00. I am still suffering from low fever and cold. I think it is a viral fever. My white cells are not effective in defeating the virus. Reached our office by 10:30. Typed out and sent an email to my friend Deepthi by 12:15 with a few pieces of advice to her uncle Chiranjeevi in view of the announcement of his political party soon. By 12:30 received a 20-page chequebook of Axis Bank from Mumbai by courier. I felt very happy about it. Earlier I had a chequebook of HDFC Bank. I don’t remember ever using it for lack of uniformity in my signature and funds in my bank account. Having a chequebook and often paying others using it certainly adds beauty and value to one’s life. A Tamilian asked me why I am not publishing my short stories, after reading them, which I earlier posted on the portal of Associated Content. I liked his inspiring and constructive idea. Explained him why I have been unable to do it till now. Evening got an email from a Kshatriya fellow. He asked me if I can help him contributing content for the website of kshatriyas related to this state. Replied him expressing my readiness for it. Being engaged in the activities of our community, religion, region or language does not show our smallness as a thinker or social reformer. Not developing aversion towards others and keeping ourselves physically and psychologically away from them is wrong. We can get this broad outlook and practice it after years of self-tuning and self-reformation. Went to sleep by 11:30.
5 August (Tuesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Spent reading Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had Vegetable Biryani by 9:30. Reached our office by 10:45. Today there was no power cut in our office area. Today I developed five versions of brochure to be used on the website of our company Thoran Tech. Even today I felt weak. Phlegm increased in my body due to intake of corn and groundnut kernel. Evening read about Acharya Atreya on wikipedia. He is a great Telugu writer. I wanted to meet him when he was alive. He started his literary career writing Telugu plays and playlets. He wrote lyrics and dialogues for about 1400 Telugu feature films. He failed in his love with a girl when he was young. If one fails badly in love, one understands human life and psyche better. Atreya wrote classic songs for many Telugu feature films. They inspire me deeply. Read that he was honored with a honorary doctorate by an insignificant university in Hyderabad. Rajiv Gandhi was honored with Bharat Ratna in India because he belongs to Congress Party. Many idiots and scoundrels in India were honored with significant civilian awards because they were either politically influential or financially strong. Atreya did not indulge in lobbying. He lived and died simply, leaving behind a heritage of extraordinary literature through his outstanding contribution to Telugu film industry. A common man understands human life and nature listening to film songs or proverbs. Atreya is a classic figure in this field of literature. Since he wrote in Telugu only, he could reach some hearts only. Language plays a great role in developing relations or creating distances among people and places. Had my supper by 10:00. Went to sleep by 10:45 for my dreams.
6 August (Wednesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Spent reading Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had breakfast Upma by 9:00. The low fever is still there in me. The virus must be energetic and active. Avoided taking a bath due to cold outside and weakness inside. Reached our office by 10:40 on foot. Today there was no work for me to do in the office. Typed out an eight-page blog titled “God of India” and posted it on my blog site by 2:00. Now, in India, everybody is talking about and depending on God to achieve success in something or express helplessness in resolving an issue. Telugu film actor Chiranjeevi is delaying the announcement of his political party considering various auspicious dates to do it. Recently the judges of Supreme Court of India declared that even God cannot save this nation if governments function like this. Retired government employees are not vacating government quarters even after years after they left their powerful positions. This apex court got angry at the inefficiency of governments in getting them vacated. I vehemently criticized the inefficiency of judges, lawyers and courts of law in India in not reforming the systems of election, police and public administration. Such criminals have no moral authority to blame governments. This blog is a savage satire on Chiranjeevi and Supreme Court of India. Nobody is interested in resolving the problems of the common, the representatives of real India. I expressed my deep concern over this issue in this blog. Evening filled in the online registration form on the portal of Chief Election Commission of India for photo voter identity cards for me, my brother Srinivas, my sister-in-law Sandhya Rani and informed my cousin Kiran also to do it online for him. By 6:00 an amount of 24,800 rupees was credited to my Axis Bank account towards my salary for the month of July from the management of Thoran Technologies & Services Pvt.Ltd. Went to sleep by 11:15.
7 August (Thursday)
Woke up by 6:30. Spent reading Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had two chapatis by 9:00. Reached our office by 10:45. Today there was no work for me to do in the office. Typed out an eight-page letter addressing I V Subba Rao, the Chief Election Commissioner of Andhra Pradesh. Emailed it to him by 2:40 using his email id given on the portal of Chief Election Commission. Posted it on my blog site also with the title “Letter to CEO”. This letter has such questions and discussion of issues, which he cannot address. He is a coward. He sits happily in his seat of power without taking initiatives to educate and alert voters in this state. He reads newspapers to know about the deplorable state of Election Commission in this nation. He has the brain of a dirty pig and the body of a sick donkey. He is lazy and worthless. He is supervising the slow death of democracy in this nation, not doing his duty perfectly. He is a criminal enjoying public money and government facilities. Nobody is interested in participating in this democracy other than those who take it as a lucrative profession to earn money and continue family politics in the footsteps of Jawaharlal Nehru. Eventually Indian politics turned into prostitution. A prostitute’s job is to attract clients somehow and encourage them to indulge in evil, sinful and profane acts. I questioned his moral authority in continuing in the present position without bothering to change this system at all as an IAS officer. After reading this letter, he realizes that he is worse than a dog. If naxalites kill inefficient officials and corrupt politicians in this nation, these systems can be changed and run by good people with fresh ideas. Who is bothered about India now? Went to sleep by 11:00.
8 August (Friday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Today it is first Friday in Telugu calendar month of Sraavanam. It’s a holy month for girls and women to do special worship to Goddess Lakshmi, the Hindu Goddess of wealth. Srijana prepared sweet rice (Paramaannam) and Lemon Rice to offer to this goddess on this occasion. She put the photos of Lord Ganesh, Lord Shiva and Lord Krishna and Radha in a shelf meant for keeping clothes and worshipped them. She touched my feet and sought my blessings. Wives consider their husbands as gods in traditional Hindu families. I felt guilty when she touched my feet. Human birth is a result of sins of many previous births. Modern man is watching, listening to and doing things of profanity and evil, directly or indirectly. This is the characteristic of this age. I am not a man of virtues to be considered holy. God is greater than man. Reached our office by 10:40 on foot. Typed out an eight-page letter and emailed it to my friend Deepthi to be reached to her uncle Chiranjeevi. I shared my views with him about his political party, which is yet to be announced and reached to his prospective voters. This is my contribution to his political party as his admirer. Today I did not do much work in the office. Evening spent much time reading the content posted in some sections on the portal of the UNO. It is informative, insightful and comprehensive, in terms of organization of content and coverage of different issues and policies, being addressed and implemented by it, to bring peace and security into the lives of people across the world. Moved to the portal of International Court of Justice from it. Typed out a message to send them through the online feedback form on it. It is not functioning properly. Posted it on my blog site as “Question Paper” to be answered by anybody with intelligence and guts. Went to sleep by 11:30.
9 August (Saturday)
Woke up by 6:00. It was raining. Took my umbrella and stepped out by 7:30. Took a city bus and reached Patny Centre by 8:00. Thence took a private company’s employee drop cab and reached Hitech City (at Madhapur) by 8:40. When walking towards those buildings, a cyclonic wind twisted my umbrella and damaged its stretchers and ribs. Went to the office of Maytas, in the third floor of that building, walking upstairs. Srinivasa Varma is attending the development initiatives of the organization and website of the Kshatriyas of Andhra Pradesh now. He asked me to help him in the work of content development and editing for this website. I decided to edit the content posted on this website now and edit other documents also, apart from making some suggestions for its further improvement. Today I went there to talk with him and know about the nature and volume of the work to be carried out by me. It went on from 10:00 to 11:00. I asked him to provide me with a computer to do this work at home when I have time. He told me that he would try to do it. Hired an auto rickshaw up to main road to escape from the rain. Paid him 25 rupees. Took a BPO cab from there up to Patny Centre. Thence took a city bus for Karkhana. Complained to the owners of China Bazar store there about the quality of the umbrella I bought there earlier, which was damaged today due to a cyclonic wind. They gave me a high priced one in exchange taking 15 rupees from me. I liked their business values. Evening an electrician took 100 rupees from me to repair and restore power supply to some parts in our abode. Kiran came by 7:15. We had supper with red gram soup and omelettes prepared by Srijana. This cyclone ravaged many low-lying areas in Andhra Pradesh, including twin cities. Went to sleep by 11:00.
10 August (Sunday)
Woke up by 6:30. Spent reading Eenadu for 30 minutes. We had noodles by 9:30. We took our failed ceiling fan to the shop at Karkhana where we bought it earlier. It is a Crompton Greaves piece. We bought it five months ago. We took it there to get it repaired on its two-year warranty. He told me to come and collect it after two days. We tried to exchange the failed footwear of Srijana also. We bought them one month ago for 200 rupees in a mediocre shop there by road. They started fading soon. That footwear store was kept closed. Kiran, Vamsy, Srijana and I hired an auto rickshaw and reached the abode of Kiran by 11:30. His parents are coming to Hyderabad soon to stay with him for some days. He bought a few items recently to furnish his rented abode. We went to Hyderguda in an auto rickshaw by 1:00. I withdrew 15,000 rupees and gave Kiran at the ATM Centre of Axis Bank there. With this repayment, I cleared 1,00,000 rupees, which I borrowed from Kiran’s father on 10 February, 2008. He charged 5000 rupees only as interest for it. I have to yet repay 10,000 rupees to Kiran and 10,000 rupees to my friend Rajani Kumar Raju. I have 4000 rupees in my Axis Bank account now. We brought back Kiran’s bike. It was parked there earlier. We brought parcel meals from Kakatiya Mess by 2:00. We went to Big Bazaar store there by 4:00. Kiran bought kitchen items spending 3000 rupees and a Philips color television spending 8200 rupees. He bought an electric rice cooker for 2000 rupees and got a gift with it. It is a Maha Raja mixer-cum-grinder worth 2000 rupees. He gave it to us as a gift from him. He paid this bill using his credit card. We returned to his abode by 8:00. It was drizzling. Kiran and Srijana poured those cooking items into plastic dishes and arranged them well in the shelves of their kitchen. Srijana and I returned home by 9:40. Went to sleep by 11:00.
11 August (Monday)
Woke up by 6:30. Spent reading Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had breakfast Upma by 9:30. Fever entered my body again. This is for the first time I am witnessing low fever for long in me. I feel it internally but resultant temperature cannot be found on my body. An ailment affects the positive spirit of a person to a great extent. Reached our office by 10:50. Today I did not do much office work. Typed out an eight-page blog titled “God is Alive” by 2:50 and posted it on my blog site. In this blog, I explained how God saves people from dangers. The recent cyclone was to increase underground water levels and fill water in reservoirs needed for producing electricity. Many died and much loss occurred in this state due to this cyclone. It happens because a natural calamity is to alert governments and people regarding their preparedness to face such situations. Very few are learning lessons from them in this nation but many are interested in fashion and beauty contests. When people lack discipline and values, a government cannot do much for them. A doctor cannot treat a patient unless the latter is willing for it. Even if the doctor is a patient, it becomes a mess. Now state governments are also like patients in this nation. They are unable to cure the diseases of their people. Srijana came to our office by 5:00. She took two city buses from her degree college. We went to GRAFS Lifestyle footwear store to buy shoes and sandals for Srijana. We bought one pair of shoes and one pair of sandals for her spending 500 rupees. She went home buying vegetables at a grocery store on the way. Night chatted online with my friend Vijaya Krishna in Vijayawada. He is angry at the present status accorded to Hindus in this secular nation. Came back to home by 10:00. Went to sleep by 11:00.
12 August (Tuesday)
Woke up by 6:30. Spent reading Eenadu for 20 minutes. Reached our office by 10:55. Today there was no much work for me in the office. Typed out a five-page letter and sent it to my friend Deepthi by 2:40. In it, I discussed issues related to Chiranjeevi party also. This afternoon his brother Pawan Kalyan paid 5,00,00,000 rupees to his ex-wife Nandini as alimony in a family court at Visakhapatnam. It’s part of their divorce settlement. She cheated Pawan Kalyan this way. Taking that much money from a celebrity reflects the character of a dirty modern woman. Does she help Pawan, considering him as her ex-husband, if he is very poor now? Many modern Indian women are like this now. They know about fashion, rights and their status of equality with men but not how to live understanding and practicing ethics. I regret it. I pity the fate of men like Pawan Kalyan. Morning a Kshatriya fellow called me from Peda Gummuluru. He wants to marry his daughter to my friend Rajani Kumar Raju. He asked me if my friend has immovable property or not. I wondered at it. They are more interested in the money and property of a boy than his look and outlook. Rajani is not expecting money or assets from them. He is healthy. He can look after his wife well. My uncle of Durgada also did not like his bridegroom profile because he has no immovable property. Such parents ruin the lives of their daughters due to their ignorance. Today it turned sunny and bright after four days of cyclone. By this evening, our LPG cylinder got emptied. We called up the dealer. He will send a cylinder tomorrow. Our right portion mate is a Tamilian. His wife gave their kerosene stove to Srijana and advised her to cook food on it for this night. I liked her proactive goodness towards us. Bought half a dozen green bananas when coming back to home. Went to sleep by 10:00 for my dreams.
13 August (Wednesday)
Woke up by 6:30. Spent reading Eenadu for 20 minutes. Reached our office by 10:55. Somebody left a comment on my blog site. It’s part of an online report and something published in English daily Hindustan Times. I was reported as a stalker in it. Typed out a blog titled “Objection Overruled” condemning this report and stating that such reports cannot bother me. Got an email from Richa of portal of Silicon India. She asked me to post more blogs on my profile there. I posted 66 short stories there, which I wrote earlier. Rajesh of blogging section of this portal emailed me thanking me for the stories I posted there today. He asked me to send my present postal address. They will send a complimentary copy of their magazine Siliconindia to me soon. I emailed my postal address to him. I posted about eight stories on this blog site one year ago. There are no comments on these stories. I don’t know if anybody read them or not. I posted my stories in the category of “Miscellaneous” because there is no category like “Creativity” “Stories” “Entertainment” or “Arts”. I advised them to make changes to this effect. Software engineers visit this portal. They do things fast. They spend their time calculatedly. This may not be the right place for me to look for great feedback from others. We should not do everything craving for positive and inspiring response from others. The folks of B S Enterprises (HP Gas dealer) did not send the cylinder to our abode at Karkhana today. Went to their office and blasted the staff there for their negligence in this regard. Sent a complaint letter to them through the portal of HPCL asking them to probe into the corruption of this dealer and take disciplinary action against him. Had noodles by 10:00. Went to sleep by 11:00.
14 August (Thursday)
Woke up by 6:30. Spent reading Eenadu for 20 minutes. Today ‘Freshers Welcome’ function took place in Kasturba Gandhi College for Women. Srijana wore a pink saree and put on her gold ornaments. She is also a senior at this party because she belongs to second year course. Got her into an auto rickshaw by the office of Satyam Computers. Reached our office by 10:40. Today I developed birthday wishes, wedding anniversary wishes, feedback forms to IT consultants and clients to be sent back to us after filling in them. By 2:45 typed out and posted a blog titled “Pawan Kalyan” on my blog site. In it, I condemned the unethical act of Nandini in taking five crore rupees from her ex-husband Pawan Kalyan as alimony. It shows her lack of standards and values as an Indian woman. She is not a celebrity. She should not try to live the life of a celebrity depending on the alms thrown by her ex-husband. It is nature of a prostitute. I blasted feminists also in this blog. They should have advised Nandini not to beg for money from Pawan this way through a court of law. They remain silent if a woman is getting money from a man but not if a woman is losing money because of a man. They are double standards. A great movement should be based on such standards and ethics, which can be applied and appreciated universally. I consider Arundhati Roy as a great social worker from this perspective. She is not using her fame as a writer to exploit the society but to serve it substantially. India needs such feminists and social activists. It is a savage satire on demerits of modern educated Indian women. I challenged anybody to file a charge against me condemning what I wrote in this blog. Evening Srijana went to the abode of Madhavi, her maternal aunt, at Ashok Nagar near BHEL. Had four samosaas for my supper. Went to sleep by 10:30.
15 August (Friday)
Woke up by 6:30. Spent reading Eenadu for 20 minutes. Today my wife Srijana worships Goddess Lakshmi in the abode of her maternal aunt Madhavi along with her. It is an auspicious day today. I found our office closed when I went there by 11:15. Had a plate of Uthappam at a hotel and returned home by 11:50. Watched television from 12:00 to 6:30. Enjoyed watching the recorded telecast of “55th Filmfare Awards” presented on Gemini television channel from 2:00 to 6:00. It’s a grand ceremony with the presence of south Indian film stars and their spectacular dances. It was a feast for my eyes throughout. Went to our office by 7:10. Talked with my boss Srinivasa Rao for half an hour. I could not work during daytime today because this office was kept closed and I did not have its key with me. I did not like working at night considering tomorrow’s work. Emailed my application for leave today after consulting him. Had a plate of Chicken Noodles for 22 rupees in a hotel by 8:40. Still there is low fever in me. I have no money to get it diagnosed and treated after consulting a doctor. God must cure it without fee. This morning a five-year-old schoolgirl greeted me and said “Happy Independence Day” when I was going to the office. Later I regretted not giving 10 rupees to her. She buys something with it to celebrate this day. This idea struck me after I walked a little away from her. I am enjoying independence better than her in this nation because I have more money than her. I should share a little of it with her to express my patriotism for this nation and its people. She has more time to witness the future of India than me. Not giving her money is the blunder I committed today. Went to sleep by 11:30.
16 August (Saturday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Washed my clothes by 8:30. My darling Srijana and Vamsy returned from the abode of their maternal aunt by 9:30. They brought bananas and homemade sweets from there. She turned angry at me for some reason. Told her to sweep and clean our abode and make it neat and tidy. She said that this evening it is lunar eclipse and so such work should not be done today. I told her that I believe in cleanliness more than superstitions. Took a city bus and reached Secunderabad by 10:50. Reached the abode of Kiran by 11:30. We rested for one hour. We had lunch at Tasty Bite Restaurant by Shivam Road by 2:30. Thence we moved to the abode of Rajani. He told us about Prashanti, the exceptionally beautiful daughter of his cousin. He is interested in getting her married to Kiran. I told Kiran to consider it. I want to see a goddess of beauty as his wife beside him. He is a very handsome boy. He will be happy when he marries a great beauty. It is his dream. Three of us moved to the HP Gas agency at Padmarao Nagar by 4:00. We could not get a gas cylinder even for 2500 rupees there. Rajani could not help us in this matter today as promised. Kiran and I took Rajani to the abode of prior by 5:00. We spent there discussing politics in this state for some time. Kiran and I came to my abode by 5:30. Today it is Rakhi. Srijana tied a band around the wrist of Kiran. This special day is meant for sisters to express their sense of affection towards their brothers like this. Kiran gave 12 apples and a two-litre bottle of Sprite soft drink to Srijana on this occasion. He left for Prasads Multiplex to see a film along with his friends. Washed a pair of clothes and took a head bath by 8:30. We had supper by 9:00. It was cloudy today. It drizzled for some time. Went to sleep by 10:30.
17 August (Sunday)
Woke up by 6:00. Srijana, Vamsy and I started to Secunderabad railway station by 7:15 taking a city bus from the bus stop by the office of Satyam Computers. I bought a platform ticket for four persons for 12 rupees. My cousin Kiran came there by 8:00. We had breakfast in the railway canteen there by 8:30. We spent talking for half an hour. Visakhapatnam-Nizamabad Express arrived by 9:30. My teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju and his wife Subba Lakshmi came from Rajahmundry. They brought eight items of luggage. Kiran hired a taxi. Kiran and his father came on his bike. We four took the taxi. They came here due to their love for their dear son. We had lunch by 2:30. We watched the telecast of Telugu film actor Chiranjeevi talking about the reasons for his entry into politics from his recently inaugurated party office at Jubilee Hills from 2:50 to 3:20. The Maa television channel telecast it live. I liked his speech. I saw goodness in his face and his enthusiasm to serve the people honestly. My teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju thinks that he is not an intelligent and capable leader to change the fate of this state. I argued with him and proved that he is wrong. Chiranjeevi is a great leader. He can change the fate of this state. God must help him in this direction. Three of us returned home by 4:30 in an auto rickshaw. Spent reading Eenadu for one hour. Talked with my brothers, mother and others over phone. Srijana prepared Vegetable Biryani by 7:45. Our fan is yet to be repaired and fitted to the ceiling of the other room in our abode. Mosquitos are not allowing us to rest in that room. Mosquito repellant liquid is not working well. It was cold and cloudy today. If I enjoyed anything greatly today, it was this spell of nature. Went to sleep by 10:30.
18 August (Monday)
Woke up by 6:00. Spent reading Eenadu for 20 minutes. They wrote about everything related to the announcement of a political party by Chiranjeevi yesterday. Reached our office by 10:45. Typed out an eight-page letter and emailed it to Deepthi by 2:00. I shared my views about Chiranjeevi’s political party and how they should organize the big meeting in Tirupati on the 26th of this month. By 1:00 received a copy of Siliconindia magazine sent from Bangalore. They sent it to me as a complimentary copy because I posted many short stories on their portal recently. They think they are giving me an opportunity to promote my stories through their portal but the opposite is right. This afternoon my brother Sambha, my sister-in-law Kranti, my mother and my paternal aunt Subhadra started their pilgrimage to Rameswaram. They took Bokaro-Alleppey Express from Narsipatnam Road railway station. This afternoon Vamsy attended the admission program at Industrial Training Institute in Musheerabad. My teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju was there to guide him. He got a newly introduced trade at the ITI in Mallepally. It is related to automobile engineering. I felt happy about it. He can get a job and marry a girl through this channel. Certificates and identity cards of a person are more important to get a job now in India than his skills and workmanship. I felt happy knowing that he could get a seat in a Government ITI without lobbying or bribe, being in ‘Other Castes’ category. Saakshi O Juneja of Mumbai announced that she would close her blog site for some time. It is a result of her understanding me as a blogger. Earlier she criticized me on her blog site. Now she must have found that it was wrong on her part. She is going abroad to spend alone for some days. Went to sleep by 11:00.
19 August (Tuesday)
Woke up by 6:30. Spent reading Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had breakfast Upma by 9:00. Reached our office by 10:45. Today I worked well. Afternoon bought a shampoo bottle of Himalaya and five packets of cream biscuits in the Food World store. Evening an electrician fitted regulators of our two ceiling fans. He demanded 100 rupees for this little work. One can easily identify that he is a drunkard looking at his face. I should kill such scoundrels to keep this nation beautiful. He bought two electrical items and brought a bill showing 200 rupees. He advised me to collect that money from my house owner. Recently my mother told me that God saved her from the danger of being hit by a ceiling fan, which fell down when rotating around itself, in our bedroom there. The iron rod holding the fan rusted and failed. Such danger can kill a person at once. My father earned property worth one crore rupees by now. A new ceiling fan costs 1000 rupees. He can buy it if he stops thinking like a miser. He still likes buying land. He has no money for it. Recently my mother was diagnosed with diabetes. The doctor advised her to change her food habits. She stopped using salt and red chilli powder much to face her high blood pressure. Now she has to control her intake of sweets also. She is suffering from knee joint pains. I have no money to get her operated on and cured. My father is like a rock. If my mother ever suffered in her life, it was because of him. He beat her at times to exhibit his male supremacy. He never loved his wife or sons more than money and land. He tortured us like a villain. He is a sinner and criminal. I regret that we had such father. Went to sleep by 11:00.
20 August (Wednesday)
Woke up by 6:30. Spent reading Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had two chapatis by 9:00. Reached our office by 10:55. Today I developed various word files of birthday wishes meant to be sent to the IT consultants of GTRAS company. Collected inspirational English poems and added beautiful images in their background on all these word files. Working with colors, beauty and poetry is a matter of joy for me. Morning sent an email to Deepthi. Afternoon got a call from the ISB in Hyderabad. They are looking for a content writer. I cannot move away from this company and place of residence considering the education of Srijana. There is scarcity of content writers in the market. There are no many English writers in India now to meet the increasing demand of companies. I am not good at English language or literature. I studied English literature out of interest. I was not competent enough to do that course. I am not a talented content writer for companies. Since I have qualification and experience in this field, companies are recruiting me for this position. I am a writer with potential to enlighten and entertain others, aiming at social reformation. Novel is a powerful medium to share my thoughts and vision for a better world with others. Financial problems are stopping me from establishing myself as a novelist soon. I have to improve my English language skills a lot. I have infinite creativity. I can express part of it when conditions are in favour of me. I am doing a job because I need money for survival. Job kills creativity and spirit of challenge in a man because he should work obeying the orders and authority of others for right or wrong reasons. One, living with honor, pride and liberty, can excel as a writer. Livelihood concerns disturb the spirit of artists and idealists. Returned home by 10:15. Had my supper by 10:30. It was cloudy and cool. Went to sleep by 11:30.
21 August (Thursday)
Woke up by 6:30. Spent reading Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had breakfast Upma by 9:00. Reached our office by 10:50. Today I developed best wish greetings for our IT consultants. By 12:30 developed and emailed a birthday greeting to Telugu film actor Chiranjeevi on the eve of his birthday. My brother Sambha and my sister-in-law Kranti went to Rameswaram to request God to bless them with children. In India, people depend on God for many important things in their lives. He became heavy because of not doing exercises and consuming fatty foods. He chews tobacco products. He consumes alcohol now and then. They are bad habits. They spoil health. The central and state governments are encouraging all kinds of products without minding their negative effects on human health. My father smoked cigars for about 30 years. He shun it a few years ago. He must be appreciated for his determination and achievement in this regard. God can help good people, who know how to conduct themselves to be healthy and happy. When we know that something is bad for us, we must avoid it. When people lack this self-control, others cannot help them except pitying them. Many Hindus, who go to temples, are cheats and immoral dogs in their real lives. Going to a temple is a formality for them. Muslims talk about peace but they react harshly towards others in matters of religion. They are centuries behind in improving themselves as a race dedicated to a religion. Christians are silent killers. Expanding their religion kindly and silently is their hidden agenda. They depend on religious conversions for it. This is the role of religions in this world. God is good but most of His devotees are bad. They create unrest and pain in this world. Went to sleep by 10:45.
22 August (Friday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had breakfast Upma by 8:30. Reached our office by 10:50. Today I developed birthday wish greetings meant to be sent to IT consultants of GTRAS company. I copied inspirational English poems from some websites and decorated them with attractive backgrounds of nature. I have a problem in selecting poems for this purpose. Those considered great in the sphere of English literature wrote such poetry, which is either meaningless or incomprehensible to the general readers of present times. Many modern poets wrote and posted such Egnlish poetry, which is easily comprehensible and moving. I chose the poems of beginners rather than experts. They discussed human life and other things using simple language and related examples. It is a description with short lines without much dramatic effect or intense thoughts. Now software engineers have no time to completely read classic poems of depth or interest to appreciate ordinary poems written by somebody. They are all IT consultants working in the USA, going from India, benefiting from the IT revolution there. They consider a party with spicy food, costly liquor and pretty girls more exciting and inspiring than good poems. Their priorities and tastes change depending on their earning potential, marketability and place of work. Sending online greetings on their birthdays is a formality. We must do it better than they expect. Inspirational poems and striking backgrounds can do it. Night my boss Srinivasa Rao and I read 12 of these poems. We found some poems doing the job of a good hammer. Discussing a general truth with many similar examples damages the beauty of a poem. We decided to avoid such poems of hammering and monotony. Returned home by 10:00. Went to sleep by 11:00.
23 August (Saturday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Took a city bus and reached Secunderabad by 9:30. Thence took another city bus and reached the abode of Kiran at RTC Crossroads by 10:00. Spent there watching television for some time. Kiran and I went to a nearby government office by 12:30 on his bike. He bought a non-judicial stamp paper worth 100 rupees. He wants to get rent agreement document from his house owner. Then he wants to apply for a landline telephone connection of BSNL showing it as a proof of residence. Then he wants to apply for a photo voter identity card. Government wants identity proofs for everything. They don’t believe in the existence of human beings standing before them. Our state government, being headed by Y S Rajasekhara Reddy now, is like a fool’s paradise. He is influencing the election commission like a criminal. He is not allowing new entries into electoral rolls. He is not keeping the names of his opponents in the list of voters. I V Subba Rao, a spineless and brainless IAS officer of India, is supervising such dead system in this state. A sheep or tortoise is better than this creature. He did not reply to my email. I heard that he spends most of his time with political criminals and fraudsters. He is another public criminal in this state ruining democracy. I have no authority to kill him. Evening Srijana came to the abode of Kiran in an auto rickshaw. We had supper by 8:00. Subba Lakshmi, the mother of Kiran, Srijana and I went to cinema Odeon by 8:20. I bought three tickets for 105 rupees. We saw the Telugu film “Kadhaa Naayakudu” of Rajnikanth from 9:00 to 11:30 in it. The story is weak. Rajnikanth depends on his crazy styles more than his acting skills to earn money and fame. This film is an example of it. Went to sleep by 12:30 for my dreams.
24 August (Sunday)
Woke up by 6:30. Srijana and I hired an auto rickshaw and returned to Karkhana by 7:45. We walked ahead to the ATM Centre of Axis Bank there. I withdrew 1000 rupees from it. Thence we walked back to our rented abode at Darji Colony in Kakaguda. Today we spent all the time at home. Vamsy bought an ordinary monthly bus pass for 340 rupees. He has to go to his ITI from tomorrow. His father advised him to utilize this opportunity in his life. He needs a job and money to marry a Kshatriya girl. He should marry to be considered as a complete man. He must be disciplined and hard-working for it. He lived without direction and encouragement till now to plan for his future. He need not pay fees for doing ITI course for two academic years. He got a good trade at the ITI in Mallepally. He got this place without corruption or recommendation. He can get a good job after completing this course. My cousin Kiran came by 4:45. He and Vamsy went to Old Bowenpally by 5:30. He left his ceiling fan in the rented abode there, where we lived for about five months. They brought it back by 6:30. The mixer-cum-grinder, which Kiran gave us as a gift is not working. Vamsy took it to the Big Bazaar store at RTC Crossroads along with Kiran on the latter’s bike to exchange it. Vamsy brought a new piece of it from there. Today it is birth anniversary of my Lord Krishna. I thought of going to the ISKCON temple at Secunderabad along with Srijana. I am suffering from weakness for the last four weeks due to some ailment. I am not mentally well now. I cannot enjoy the spiritual ambience there with this state of body and mind. I am not going to temples these days. They turned commercial in many places. People going there are mostly sinners or criminals to some extent. Temples are for shallow visitors but not for real seekers of salvation. Went to sleep by 10:30.
25 August (Monday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had breakfast Upma by 8:30. Washed a pair of clothes by 9:30. Took a bath by 10:15. Reached our office by 10:50. Today I developed birthday and wedding anniversary greetings for our IT consultants. Physical weakness is still there in my body. I have no money to get it cured. By 12:30 typed out and posted a poem titled “Dream Dream Dream” on my blog site. My teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju recently told me that a woman goes to extremity in expressing her love or hatred for a man or other things. A man does not behave so. He told me not to argue with him over it. He must have reached this conclusion after examining many cases of similar nature. I think he is not kind to Indian women. It’s a biased notion about women. Only 20% of Indian women fall into the category he proposed. The most vulnerable race in the world even to this date is that of women. They are victims. Since they have recently entered the mainstream and started enjoying their lives, they are looking a bit crazy in the ways they are following to celebrate their liberty and social status. Celebrities and employees belong to this section. Millions of Indian women are still living the lives of machines, slaves and servants in their homes. They are in such pitiable conditions that they have no time to know what their rights are or how to question others. Still most of them are seen as sex symbols and honorary servants at home. They pray to God when in difficulties and suffer silently when men are exploiting them. I love their beauty but pity their status as a living race in this world. Feminists cannot play a big role in this setting. They are sweeping dust on the surface. There is a sea of issues inside. Went to sleep by 11:00.
26 August (Tuesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Spent reading Eenadu for 20 minutes. Reached our office by 10:50 on foot. Today I edited the poems and the backgrounds of birthday greetings which I developed earlier. Today is a great day in the history of Andhra Pradesh. Telugu film actor Chiranjeevi announced the name of his political party, the agenda of his party and flag. I liked these three. His party is “Prajaa Raajyam” which means a kingdom of people. His agenda highlighted the presence of many issues in this state and the need for resolving them. His flag has white color at the top, green color at the bottom and a red sun in the middle. He explained their significance. He addressed a large gathering in a ground at Tirupati, the temple town of Lord Venkateshwara. They did great arrangements for this occasion and made it a success. This credit goes to his brothers Nagendra Babu, Pawan Kalyan and his brother-in-law Allu Arvind. This is the only occasion where ordinary people are treated well by a celebrity starting a political party. God blesses Chiranjeevi for what he is doing for people. He addressed all emotionally and powerfully. I saw commitment to serve the people and urge to develop this state in what he spoke and how he appeared on the stage. The people of this state are in need of a good leader to guide them. Since 1947, politics in this nation have been defined and practiced by opportunists only. They forgot people after acquiring power somehow. They made such policies and implemented such plans which made the rich richer and the poor poorer. Chiranjeevi can change this system slowly. I am happy that a gentleman started a good movement now. Went to sleep by 10:00.
27 August (Wednesday)
Woke up by 6:30. Spent reading Eenadu for 20 minutes. Reached our office by 10:45. Sent an email to Deepthi by 12:10. I expressed my interest to work for the party of Chiranjeevi as an employee. Today the citizens of India are remaining away from politics and criticizing politicians. They run away from their responsibilities and discuss cricket and films. Boys exhibit their modern culture through playing cards, smoking and drinking. Girls study to marry employees and wear revealing clothes to show their beauty to all. Government is a formality. Poverty and exploitation are realities. Politics is a business field for the influential and the rich to earn more stealing public money. The political party, started by Chiranjeevi, is a humble attempt to reform this system and change this trend in politics. I want to play a little role to change this system. I can do it better working with Chiranjeevi. He needs an active team of thinkers and idealists. My participation in his team is the need of the hour. I cannot use my thoughts and insights effectively being outside. Today I developed 20 word files of wedding anniversary wishes for our IT consultants. Morning advised Srijana to improve her cooking skills, comparing herself with her maternal grandmother and my sister-in-law Sandhya Rani. She got a little angry. She did not like my commenting on her cooking skills. Evening she quarreled with me like a kid. I enjoyed it. I like my wife beating me and arguing with me like an innocent child. If a good change is necessary, I should achieve it smoothly. Went to sleep by 10:00 for my dreams.
28 August (Thursday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Reached our office by 10:50. Today I developed 20 more wedding anniversary greetings for the IT consultants of GTRAS. Night my boss Srinivasa Rao and I read out 18 birthday wish poems and decided to change some of them. Poems written by great English and Indian poets are deep in meaning but shallow in language. The present software engineers cannot read them patiently and appreciate them. They like such poems, which have fun and inspiration, using simple language. I would replace them with such poems written by present youth. Afternoon bought three kilos of rice at a retail store. One kilo of rice costs 28 rupees. Recently they increased the prices of rice in private market along with vegetables and other daily needs. Inflation is high in India now. The Government of India announced that they would control it in two months’ time. Evening went to the outlet of Food World to buy packs of noodles. Those prices are threatening. Bought one kilo of loose noodles for 35 rupees at a general store instead. If I buy that quantity of noodles made and packed by a brand company, it costs me 100 rupees. This is the logic of corporate companies now. They spend 10 rupees for brand building and ads and then sell a product of 10 rupees for 30 rupees. A common man cannot live happily in such society where entrepreneurs employ business graduates to develop strategies for exploiting people. Morning posted my birthday wishes to Telugu film actor Nagarjuna on my blog site. He celebrates his birthday tomorrow. Earlier about five different gentlemen told me that I look like Nagarjuna. I enjoy that comparison. Nagarjuna is a handsome actor and a sensitive man. I wrote a short poem to wish him. He likes me. Came back to home by 10:00. Had my supper by 10:15. Srijana felt weak today. Went to sleep by 10:45.
29 August (Friday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Reached our office by 10:50 on foot. On the way, bought three guavas for four rupees from a vendor sitting by main road. Today I finalized the birthday and wedding anniversary greetings, which I developed earlier for our IT consultants. Afternoon withdrew 600 rupees from an ATM centre. I have to spend it for a week. Recently Anand, the manager of B S Enterprises (HP Gas agency at Karkhana) talked with me over phone. Earlier I complained against him using the online form on the website of HPCL. He gave me his personal cellphone number and told me to contact him whenever I need a gas cylinder. He also advised me to apply for a new connection. Earlier his behavior toward me was different. He is the boss there. I have to behave like a helpless customer there. He was alerted by the HPCL folks after my complaint to them about him. Anand became my friend now. Gas agency is a big source of income for dealers. They sell many gas cylinders at high prices to the rich and other critically needed ones in the black. Since India is known for corruption and immorality now, vigilance staff play nominal roles in this setting. So, ordinary people have to fight for getting many things from the government. The folks of private sector do things fast but exploit us harmoniously. Anand is a dirty and corrupt Indian. He decided to serve me better because I am a silent fighter. He serves celebrities and the influential devotedly because they mean money and power to him. People without money, authority, courage and vision cannot live happily in this nation. Such is the system being implemented by the constitution of India. Indian lawyers and judges are fools and cowards. They follow old laws to torture the present people. Went to sleep by 10:30.
30 August (Saturday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Spent all the day at home. Srijana went to her degree college by 9:40. Washed my clothes by 10:00. Cooked rice by 11:30. Washed our dishes and dustbin. Took a head bath by 12:15. Spent listening to Telugu cine songs for half an hour on my Walkman. It refreshed me. Had my lunch by 1:15. Srijana returned from her college by 2:15. She came by a city bus along with her classmates. We spent watching television for some time. Vamsy returned from his ITI at Mallepally by 3:15. He bought an ordinary bus pass. Srijana asked me to take her to some interesting place or a Telugu film. I did not approve either of her proposals. Tickets won’t be available on a Saturday or Sunday at good cinemas in main centres. Buying them in the black costs me much. Going to an interesting place demands money and time. Decided to spend at home watching television. Srijana turned childish and stubborn. She cursed me gently for not taking her out when she wanted it. I enjoyed her childishness and seriousness with me. Meanwhile Vamsy browned groundnuts in a pan. Srijana did not touch them for some time. Later she joined us not to miss that taste when they are hot. She cooked evening meal mechanically. She cooled herself down by 11:00. She realized that she cannot defeat me with her anger. I think I enjoyed today with my two creatures. Spending at home is easy, comfortable and happy for many common Indians. The safety of our place and the peace of our mind would be in our control. It would be suitable for jobholders in particular. Sleep and silence of the surroundings would be their choice on Saturday and Sunday. It rained well at night for one hour. Went to sleep by 11:30.
31 August (Sunday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had a bath by 8:30. Took two city buses and reached the abode of my cousin Kiran at RTC Crossroads by 10:15. Had breakfast and hot milk there. Kiran went to his office even today. His father Venkata Rama Raju and his mother Subba Lakshmi got ready by 10:45. Three of us hired an auto rickshaw and reached Karkhana by 12:00. I bought five apples for 75 rupees in the Subhiksha grocery store near Mahankali Temple. Thence we walked a little and reached our abode. They liked my small rented portion. We watched television for some time. We had lunch by 2:15. My uncle has diabetes. My aunt has high blood pressure. Srijana did not prepare anything specially for them for this reason. My uncle is following the food habits suggested by Mantena Satyanarayana Raju. He read my appointment letters and Telugu daily Eenadu for one hour. Both of us spent talking about the present state of politics in India for one hour. He opines that the complacent intelligentsia in this nation should come out and educate the masses about the corruption and immorality of present politicians and political parties. Intelligent people are not even voting today. Common people are voting for cheats and criminals being influenced by their false promises and unethical acts. So, there is no democracy in India now. Srijana and three of us reached the abode of Kiran by 5:20 taking two city buses. Kiran returned from his office by 8:10. Five of us had supper by 8:30. We saw Telugu film “Salute” of Vishal in cinema Devi from 9:15 to 12:20. Kiran sponsored it spending 250 rupees. I enjoyed watching it. We returned to the abode of Kiran by 12:30 on foot.
1 September (Monday)
Kiran’s mother Subba Lakshmi, Kiran, Srijana and I kept talking among ourselves till 2:00. Subba Lakshmi did not study much. She narrated her hard early married life in the cruel treatment of her mother-in-law. She did not bear children for about five years after her marriage. This created problems to her. She took medicines brought by her husband. He became a schoolteacher soon. They moved to Jaggampeta from Gollalagunta. Her life became bearable. She observed many cases where a daughter-in-law was hurt and mistreated by her mother-in-law and sisters-in-law. I found truth in whatever she told me. I realized this fact based on my experiences. My paternal grandmother treated her three daughters-in-law like stray dogs. She scolded them frequently. She provoked her three sons into beating their wives. Now she must be 70. She cannot walk longer. I know her story as a bad mother-in-law. I pity her considering her old age now. Subba Lakshmi developed aversion to joint family system for this reason. She opines that a son must take his wife away from the abode of his parents soon after his marriage. It allows him to enjoy his married life with his wife when their age is suitable for it. She thinks that children must be treated and served like God. She does not like worshipping deities for getting their blessings. She does not expect money or service from her children. She thinks that a woman should die early after enjoying her life to some extent with her husband and children. She should not be a burden to others in her old age. She thinks like a modern woman. I liked her words and views. Srijana and I returned to our abode by 7:30 taking two buses. Srijana did not go to her college today. Our office observes a USA holiday today. We spent at home. Went to sleep by 10:30.
2 September (Tuesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had breakfast Upma by 9:00. Reached our office by 10:55. Today I finalized birthday and wedding anniversary greetings meant to be emailed to our IT consultants. Sent an email to Maha Lakshmi of BioGenex. They are looking for a content editor. I appreciated her beautiful name. I invited her to read my blogs. I remembered Lakshmi of Ramayyapatnam. Evening typed out and posted a short poem titled “Love… Life… Girl… Pain” on my blog site. It is for beautiful, traditional, sensitive and lovesick girls in India who could not marry their ideal lovers but the ones chosen by their parents. I hate Indian parents who behave like dictators towards their children in the matter of their marriages. Many marriages arranged by parents are also failing at some stage. It means parents cannot save a marriage in the long run. Educated boys and girls may choose their life partners. Their respective characters and psychologies decide how long they can remain married and happy. Love heals human psyche. Indian parents are playing villain roles in separating their children from their beloved ones and thus torturing them. So, they are leading mechanical or frustrated lives after their arranged marriages. Marriage became a commercial issue now. Parents are valuing the assets and qualifications of a boy but not his character or lifestyle. Parents are thinking and behaving like businessmen in this scenario. My friend Veeranjaneyulu is a great human being. I tried many ways to find a suitable bride for him and get him married. No girl or parents considered him as a worthy bridegroom because he has no house and immovable property. Such business people have no moral authority to talk about love and love marriages. They are criminals in this nation. Went to sleep by 11:00.
3 September (Wednesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Today Srijana and Vamsy have holidays due to Vinaayaka Chavithi. Reached our office by 10:50 on foot. They also came there by 11:00. They spent in our office till 2:00. Srijana talked with her friends and relatives for some time using our office phone. It does not cost them much. Gave 30 rupees to Vamsy. He bought a bottle of Fanta soft drink for 20 rupees and a pack of Parle biscuits. We three celebrated the day. We returned home by 2:30. We bought three kilos of rice for 75 rupees on the way. We bought a Reliance milk pack of half litre for 10 rupees. We found that Heritage and Vijaya brand milk is being made with milk powder. Heritage is owned by Chandra Babu Naidu and Vijaya by the Government of Andhra Pradesh. Both are public criminals cheating people. They have no ethics and standards. I bought a Reliance milk packet to save three rupees and check the morals of Anil Ambani. Today I finalized the formal letters to be used in the HR section of Thoran Tech. Evening my boss Srinivasa Rao and I discussed wedding anniversary wish greetings developed earlier by me. We decided to avoid love related poems because a company sending them to its IT consultants does not look good. This is an age of people with many ego problems and narrow attitudes. Educated women are more dangerous than men. Many of them create hell for men if they get a chance. Pseudo-feminism is encouraging this bad trend to some extent. They are fighting for equality with men forgetting the order of nature and ground realities. Increasing number of divorces are testimony to this bad culture in India. Went to sleep by 11:15 for my dreams.
4 September (Thursday)
Woke up by 6:00. Today our paperboy did not deliver Eenadu. Had breakfast Upma by 9:00. Rested for 70 minutes. Reached our office by 10:50. Typed out and posted a blog titled “What to do?” by 3:15 on my blog site. It is a fictional interview between Telugu film actor Chiranjeevi and me. He interviewed me about his political entry and what I think about him. I discussed many things in this blog like youth, elections, politics, corruption and democracy. I stated that there is no democracy in India now. We are cheating ourselves in the name of democracy. Leaders trying to acquire political power through caste, religion, region and such other narrow considerations are celebrities now. Very few know about real leaders like Jaya Prakash Narayan of Lok Satta. This is happening because people are being cheated and misguided by present politicians. Congress Party started a bad trend in this nation with family politics. National politics in India after independence means Congress Party. Many illiterate Indians vote for Congress Party in this nation because they don’t apply their brains when continuing their loyalty to a particular party. They consider wrong people as admirable celebrities. They don’t encourage intellectuals and idealists to reform this nation. Educated ones are remaining outside politics leaving that field to be filled with loafers, cheats and criminals. So, the poor are being exploited and tortured by such bad rulers and government employees. Chiranjeevi seems to be a different person compared to these idiots. A good change may take place from anywhere. Every conscious good person should appreciate the worth of another good person and encourage him towards doing something good for all. This blog, posted today, serves this purpose. Went to sleep by 10:30.
5 September (Friday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had breakfast noodles by 8:45. Rested for one hour. Reached our office by 10:45. Today I read famous quotes on the concept of marriage when updating the content in the wedding anniversary greetings developed earlier. I understood that intellectuals and critics in the USA are worried about the weak family system in their nation. I developed admiration for them after reading about their concern for their nation, its people and their overall development. I liked those inspiring and educative quotes on marriage by different celebrities and anonymous people. Many of these quotes discussed the essence of married life in the negative sense, which leads to divorce. Others discussed how a husband and his wife should live to continue their married life and derive pleasure from it. I mostly chose such quotes which highlight the beauty of marriage and the strength of married life in a realistic or ironic fashion. Indians did not quote much on marriage like people from other nations. In India, the institution of marriage remained strong for ages. Women suffered a lot silently. Now husbands in India are trying to be loyal and helpful to their wives considering their development in different fields and their growth as individuals. Educated women and men are getting attracted to western culture and disturbing their families and lives in the name of modernity. Both of them should understand that each of them has to depend on the other to live happily. I tried to reach this message through these one-page word files with beautiful backgrounds. By 6:30, 24,800 rupees were credited to my Axis Bank account from our company towards my salary for the month of August. Went to sleep by 11:30.
6 September (Saturday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had my breakfast by 8:30. Srijana and I hired an auto rickshaw and reached the abode of my cousin Kiran at RTC Crossroads by 10:30. Withdrew 10,000 rupees from the ATM Centre of HDFC Bank there. Gave it to my teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju. Earlier I borrowed this amount of money from his son Kiran. He, his wife Subba Lakshmi, Srijana and I hired an auto rickshaw and reached the abode of my friend Veeru at Jubilee Hills by 11:30. Paid him 110 rupees. I took my uncle there to introduce Veeru to him. We spent talking about many things for about two hours. My uncle is against love marriages. He said that lovers should be ready to face the difficulties and responsibilities also equally after their marriage. Now many young lovers think that their life after love marriage will be heavenly, which is not true. He liked the paintings of Veeru and his food habits. I also made Veeru realize the intelligence and vision of my uncle so that he can feel that even intellectuals are admiring his art and lifestyle. Made my uncle understand the need of a beautiful and sensitive girl for Veeru to marry even if gets late. The relatives of Veeru offered sweets, lemon juice and Ragi porridge for us. We started to visit Peddamma Temple and Shilparamam by 4:45 by the old Maruti Gipsy of Veeru. I stood in the premises of this temple at feet wash area when they three went inside to see the idol of that deity. We spent in Shilparamam from 6:00 to 7:00. I enjoyed watching the village setting there with earthen human figures. This section is amazing in this crafts village. It started raining by 7:00. I enjoyed this spell of nature. Srijana and I returned home by 10:00. Went to sleep by 10:30.
7 September (Sunday)
Woke up by 6:30. Spent reading Eenadu for two hours. Srijana, Vamsy and I went out by 11:30. Withdrew 2000 rupees from the ATM Centre of Axis Bank there. Then we went into the China Bazar store there. Srijana wanted to buy a nightie in this shop. She did not like the designs of those pieces here. Thereafter we bought a 25-kilo rice bag (650 rupees), red dal, cooking oil, a bottle of Horlicks powder, a packet of milk powder and a pack of mango pickle for 1020 rupees at a retail store by road here. Gave 1000 rupees to Vamsy for him to buy his books of ITI course soon. They two went home with these items. Took a city bus and reached Secunderabad railway station. Thence took another city bus and reached the abode of Kiran at RTC Crossroads by 1:30. My teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju and I went to the rented abode of Rajani Kumar Raju by 2:30. We spent talking about the present politics in our state and nation for two hours. We discussed the factors affecting the success of Chiranjeevi in this state during coming election. My uncle gave 3600 rupees to a person suggested by Rajani. He will get a HP LPG cylinder, stove and regulator spending this money to be used in the rented abode of Kiran. We are trying for it in the black. Took two city buses and reached my abode by 6:30. I bought 12 apples for 30 rupees at a roadside pushcart vendor in Secunderabad picking up red ones carefully. When I checked them at home, I found that he gave me another set of spoilt apples. The Priya mango pickle pack, which we bought this afternoon, turned out to be garlic flavoured onion paste. When I took it back for exchange, he refused to take it back. He cheated me earlier also selling me a spoilt milk packet. Two criminals publicly cheated me today. I could not do anything against them. It is a society of cheats. Today it is the last day of my 32nd year of life. I learnt many lessons in this year. Went to sleep by 11:00.
8 September (Monday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Reached our office by 10:40. Sunil of Navdurga Printers came to our office by 12:15. Both of us went to the rented apartment of my boss Srinivasa Rao at Prakash Nagar by 12:40 on his bike. We discussed Nexgenser company brochure work with him for 20 minutes. Returned to my abode by 1:30 and had lunch. Afternoon collected images and developed content for the Nexgenser company brochure. By 2:40 sent an email to Deepthi. Wrote that I would not send them emails hereafter discussing politics. God and people only guide Chiranjeevi hereafter. By 9:00 cut my birthday cake with two lit candles on it. Our company management sponsored it. This is for the first time I used a birthday cake on my birthday, reluctantly. Our Systems Administrator Bapi Raju applied a little cream of this cake on my face for formality of madness of the day. Washed it with toilet soap. This cream was buttery and sticky. What is supposed to be eaten is being applied on face to exhibit our modernity and stupidity. Afternoon complained to two agencies, online, about two child laborers in the kirana shop, where I bought some items recently. I found that the owner of this store is a public cheat. I wanted to teach him a lesson. I considered many options. I found it to be simple but best one. Brought a little cake of my birthday occasion when coming home. They told me to take it home. I felt like a stray dog, carrying a piece of bone to its children at home, after eating its part, picking it from a dustbin by road. This morning my cousins Narendra Varma, Sirisha, my friend Raja and the two creatures at my abode wished me on the occasion of my birthday today. I did not like to celebrate this birthday because I have no money. Now the conditions around me are unfavorable to edit my personal diaries. Went to sleep by 10:30.
9 September (Tuesday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had breakfast Upma by 8:45. Rested for one hour. Washed my clothes and socks by 10:20. Took a bath and reached our office by 10:55. Today I collected information to gain insights on how to develop Nexgenser company brochure. Called up some printers in Hyderabad and enquired them about their brochure printing services. Afternoon got an email from the folks of MVR Foundation at West Marredpally. Earlier I informed them about the child labor issue in the retail store in our area. They informed me that their representative would meet me soon to resolve it. I got reply from folks of office of Department of Labor in New Delhi also. They attend child labor issues from legal perspective. They informed me to take another step and pay some amount of money to move this case. I don’t lose anything if there is child labor in this nation. It is moral responsibility of the government to eradicate such social evils. Since they are sleeping, I am playing my role as a conscious citizen of this nation. They made it a complex and time-consuming process. I would leave it in the middle because I am much engaged in my personal and professional duties now. Afternoon got an email from Richa Bharadwaj of the Times Group. She read my blogs somewhere. She asked me if I am interested to write something for one of their ventures to be started soon. I replied positively. I became one of her friends on the website of Silicon India on her request. I am a man of liberty, imaginations and dreams. I can present these ideas and dreams on my blog site. When I write for others, I have to check these views and control this force of my life. Went to sleep by 10:30.
10 September (Wednesday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Reached office by 10:50. Today I collected content to use in our Nexgenser company brochure. They always tell me to check what others have written. They want to gain insights from it and then develop something similar to them. I think it is typical Indian mentality. Indian constitution is an example of copying. Many discoveries and inventions, which helped humanity at large improve and live happily, took place in other nations but not in India. My boss Ramakant told me to collect the brochures of IT companies, developed by some printers in Hyderabad, and then develop our company brochure accordingly. This is how uniqueness or creativity would be destroyed in a company or professional. There is difference between one that sets examples for others and one that follows others. I like to be in the first category. The formal immersion ceremony of the earthen idols of Lord Ganesha is going on in twin cities now. They made it into a fashion show here. Mad men are competing in making the Ganesh idols fashionably with different items and sizes. There is no real devotion in people now to their deities. They are acting attractively in public places. They are living immoral lives once it gets dark. They are wearing black, red and yellow clothes to exhibit their special love towards some deities for those few days. Many are using Hussain Sagar lake as a dustbin. Brainless sheep dump trash into it and similar fools clean it later on behalf of government. I gave 70 rupees this time to two managers of Ganesh idols in our Darji Colony. When all are mad and stupid around us, we should not criticize them. They attack us instead of realizing their blunders and improving at their level. We need time to reform fools and criminals. Went to sleep by 10:00.
11 September (Thursday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Reached our office by 10:50. Hired an auto rickshaw and reached Chintal Basti bus stop in Khairatabad by 11:45. The proprietor of Sai Sri Printers met me there. Thence he took me to his abode on his bike. His house is simple. He showed me a few company brochures he developed earlier. He told me how he charges for the design and print of our company brochures. I tried to contact my boss Srinivasa Rao to decide something about it. I made 10 calls but he did not attend it. He must be sleeping. It was raining. My pair of shoes got drenched in the rainwater flowing on road. Subsequent wetness starts eating my footwear. I feared it. Returned to our office by 1:45. Had some biscuits and avoided my lunch. Srijana came to our office by 5:00. She sat there talking with me for 30 minutes. Took home Ragi powder, sugar and packets of biscuits, which I bought in Ratnadeep Supermarket. I bought them to get change after giving a 500-rupee note. I wanted it to pay to the auto rickshaw driver, who brought me back from Khairatabad. Stayed back in the office till 10:30. Freelance web designer Ashok came to our office by 10:00. He liked to design our Nexgenser company brochure sitting in our office at night. I decided to be in the office for this night to facilitate it. Had my supper fast and returned to our office by 10:45 on the bike of our office boy Naresh. I spent in our office all the night. I worked for 15 minutes only. Our boss Srinivasa Rao attended his work. Ashok rested for two hours. I remained awake observing two blokes doing their work neglecting the presence of a celebrity there. I lost a night’s sleep because of two irresponsible idiots. This is how some fools work in companies at night. Went to sleep by no time.
12 September (Friday)
Left the office by 6:00. Reached my abode by 6:15 on foot. Srijana avoided going to her college today to attend two of her classes there. My being at home prompted her to do it. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had my breakfast and lunch at home. I could not manage to sleep during daytime. I am a victim of my habit formation and profession. A good writer is like a complacent thinker and silent social reformer. Contemporary evils and issues in the society make him think and worry about them more than others. He tries to reform that society through his writings. He needs to think a lot and analyze many ideas and concepts for it. Thus different kinds of thoughts occupy his mind and make him restless. His imaginations fortified with creativity and force make him dreamy as an individual and revolutionary as a social reformer. His thoughts, imaginations and dreams keep him disturbed and chaotic day and night. A soldier protects his nation from the external invaders and enemies. A good writer saves the citizens of his nation from the disorders of physical and psychological degradation. If one is earning a lot through writing, entertaining or cheating many readers, he is a professional writer. If one is writing to awaken the society and thus earning much, he is a social reformer. This world is in the need of more social reformers now. I like to be one of them. I can write more if I publish my personal diaries first. Artists want decent and refined admirers and honest and scholarly critics. Professionals want blind supporters and dishonest promoters. I like to be an artist. Went to our office by 4:15. The brochure designer and my boss kept attending their respective works. I did not find respect in them for my presence there. Left the office by 9:00. Switched off my cellphone not to receive any calls at night. I am badly in need of sleep this night. Went to sleep by 11:00 for my dreams.
13 September (Saturday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had hot milk and Ragi porridge by 8:30. Srijana did not prepare this health drink well. She added less jaggery and water to it. Both of us took two city buses and reached the abode of Kiran at RTC Crossroads by 9:30. He brought puris and idlies for us. We moved to cinema Sudarshan 35 MM by 10:45. Vamsy joined us there. We saw the Telugu film “Homam” directed by J D Chakravarthy. It is good. Kiran spent 200 rupees for it. We had parcel meal by 3:15. Kiran and I rested for some time. Vamsy, Srijana, Kiran and I reached Indira Park near Tank Bund by 6:15. We enjoyed strolling through it for one hour. I liked the fountains, trees, flowers, pools of water and children play items in it. Kiran bought four cone ice creams in it spending 200 rupees. They are selling food items and soft drinks at very high prices here. It is public exploitation by corrupt state government. Three of my associates played on the swings there for some time. I did not do it. They are made of iron and heavy. Any mistake in using them lands me in danger. I have many things to do in my life. It rained and drenched us a little when we were having ice creams. Its surprise visit thrilled me. Kiran felt a little giddy after swinging there fast along with Vamsy. Srijana liked this park a lot. We observed decent couples here and there in it. They were exchanging their love, sitting together and talking intimately. I pitied them. We bought browned corn cobs for 15 rupees when coming back to home. We had breakfast items for our supper as we did not feel much hungry. They started playing cards by 8:30. It was cloudy and cool. Went to sleep by 9:30.
14 September (Sunday)
Woke up by 6:30. Last night I could not sleep well. These three creatures, playing cards, kept making sounds to celebrate that joy of game. It disturbed me for long. Read Eenadu for one hour. Spent most of my time trying to sleep. If I sense falling asleep, dreams enter that field. They are such strong network affecting my subconscious arena. They spent playing cards throughout the day. Srijana won 50 rupees and Vamsy got 100 rupees. Kiran’s cousin Rambabu lost that money. Kiran did not play much. We two brought two full meal parcels from Kakatiya Mess by 2:30. We five had it by 3:00. Three of us returned to our abode by 4:30. We bought browned groundnut kernel and browned corn cobs at Secunderabad. Vamsy threw his empty cob out of our door after having the corn on it. She shouted at us and threw that cob back into our abode. The feedback was that fast. Told Vamsy not to behave immaturely with our neighbors. Three of us stepped out by 6:15. Srijana bought a teddy bear for 100 rupees at the China Bazar store in Karkhana. We three took a city bus and reached the rented abode of Suresh by 6:40 at Trimulgherry. He is a relative of Srijana. They are celebrating the birthday of their little son today. They invited us. Bhavesh Varma is entering his fourth year of life today. He is cute and lovely. He cut his birthday cake blowing the lit candles by 8:00. The visitors blessed him keeping the yellow rice on his head. They took some photos on this occasion. They offered Coca Cola soft drinks, pieces of cake and chocolates to all. Children played with electronic toys. I had rice with Chicken Curry by 8:40. It was tasty. It adds fat to my body. Suresh dropped us at the bus stop in his car by 9:15. We took a city bus and returned home by 9:30. I felt a little dizzy due to birthday cake I had this evening. The moon was bright in the sky. Went to sleep by 10:30 for my dreams.
15 September (Monday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. My friend Rajani called me up and asked me to lend him 5000 rupees. He would repay it in three days’ time. I have very little balance in my bank account now. Yet I wanted to help him. I did not have my Axis Bank ATM card with me. Knew that I left it with my cousin Kiran. Rajani helped me when I was in depression searching for a job. I think he earns more than me. Yet he depends on financially inferior creatures like me. Now I have to serve him food taking it up from the bottom of my bowl. Reached our office by 11:00. By 3:00 typed out and posted a blog titled “Terrorism...World” on my blog site. Recently a bomb blast took place in New Delhi. I wrote this blog in the light of this tragic event in India. The Islamic fundamentalism is the primary source of terrorism and unrest in many nations now. Those questioning the barbarism and brutality of their ideas and acts are being targeted. Salman Rushdie and Taslima Nasreen are such victims of this movement. I don’t see a solution for this international problem in the near future. I discussed it in this blog. Recently low fever caught me again. I decided not to consult a doctor nor use medicines. I can walk fast with this disorder also. My white blood cells must be able to defeat those villains slowly. This silent war continues at my physical and psychic levels. Morning Srijana and I had one glass of Ragi porridge each, adding jaggery to it, avoiding our breakfast. I think it generated much temperature in my body. I have to reduce intake of Ragi powder hereafter and consume good breakfast items. Returned home by 9:15. Had my supper by 9:40. It was cool and pleasant. Went to sleep by 10:30.
16 September (Tuesday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Paid 150 rupees to our cable TV operator for the month of August. Washed two pairs of clothes. Reached our office by 11:10. Called up some brochure printers in Hyderabad. Hired an auto rickshaw and reached the office of Kanumuri Ravi Varma at Vijayanagar Colony, behind the building of NMDC, by 4:30. He is proprietor of Colors Multimedia. He got some soft copies of their works written to a CD and gave me. Our boss Ramakant likes to check many related things to finalize even a little work. We can understand many but we would have capacity, authority, interest and time to change very few of them only. Ravi Varma belongs to a village near Bhimavaram. He is 31. He has a 10-month-old child. He has been into this business for the last six years. He did BBA in Telugu medium. He visited New Zealand, Australia and the USA so far. He is a self-made man. He reached the present position of financial stability and comfort after much struggle. When I told him about my idea of publishing my personal diaries and then writing novels, he advised me to write a novel first. He said that he would help me in printing my diaries without much investment. I liked his goodness and love for me because we belong to Kshatriya community. He offered me a glass of water. I like to get my personal diaries printed by him. His office is in one of the floors of his house. Returned to our office by 7:00. Emailed him the word file of my 1995 personal diary. He wants to read it. The low fever is still there in me. Avoided taking tablets. It may be a viral fever. Cyclonic weather brings such minor ailments. We are using municipal water without filtering it. Went to sleep by 11:00.
17 September (Wednesday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Reached our office by 10:50 on foot. Today I improved the content of Nexgenser brochure. By 1:30 typed out and posted a blog titled “I Want Money...But” on my blog site. I presented my argument with examples showing why borrowing money from banks or persons is a bad habit. The US economy failed because of the thoughtless borrowing nature of its citizens. They spent money borrowing from banks but could not repay it. Great financial institutions filed for bankruptcies. The US government has to step in to save them investing huge amount of money. The banks are attracting customers in India with great offers for issuing credit cards and personal loans. The present crazy youth are spending money lavishly utilizing these opportunities. They are enjoying now not worrying about their increasing debt burden. Banks are overflowing with bundles of money. Much of this money was deposited by corrupt politicians, bureaucrats and business people. Chartered accountants are the biggest cheats and criminals in India. They advise others on how to save their money through immoral and illegal practices. The prices of goods and services are increasing according to the earning potential and income levels of the employees and the rich, whose ratio is very less than the poor in India. This is why poverty and inflation are increasing frequently. Unequal distribution of wealth leads to social evils. I am unable to buy quality apples or dates for my wife Srijana. Then what about poor farmers and small salary employees? They have to limit their desires to low quality food, cheap clothes and miserable homes. This is the condition of millions of Indians now. Returned home by 10:30. Went to sleep by 11:00.
18 September (Thursday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Reached our office by 10:50. Today I improved the content of Nexgenser brochure. Srijana came to our office by 11:45 by a city bus from her degree college. She has no classes today. The father of one of her classmates died today. Both of us took a city bus and reached Secunderabad railway station by 12:05. She bought two nighties for 300 rupees in a small shop there. I picked two pieces from 10 in five seconds’ time. She too liked them without a second thought. We bought a browned corn cob and walked to the Railway Reservation Complex behind Rethifile Bus Stand. I filled in a form. There were three only in the ladies queue. She bought a reservation seat ticket for 149 rupees to Tuni from Secunderabad for Janmabhoomi Express for the 22nd of this month. We bought nine small apples for 30 rupees from a roadside pushcart vendor near Rethifile Bus Stand. Srijana’s favorite fruit are apples and guavas. We bought eight bananas for 10 rupees opposite the railway station. We hired an auto rickshaw for 20 rupees and returned to our office by 1:00. We reached our abode by 1:15 walking in the lanes of Vikrampuri. She informed her father on the way about her coming home soon. She likes to spend with her dear ones in her native place. By 4:30 typed out and posted a blog titled “Death” on my blog site. The first death anniversary of my maternal grandmother will be celebrated in Gollalagunta on the 22nd of this month. Many relatives attend it. I measured the depth of death on this occasion. By 5:40 my boss Srinivasa Rao and I started to the office of Pragati Offset at Red Hills in his car. It rained when we were passing by Hussain Sagar lake. We checked some sample brochures. We returned to our office by 7:30. I returned home by 10:00. Went to sleep by 10:45 for my dreams.
19 September (Friday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Washed a pair of clothes by 10:20. Took a bath and reached our office by 11:00. Today I improved the content of Nexgenser brochure. By 4:00 my boss Srinivasa Rao came to our office. We tried to finalize the content and brochure design. The freelance designer Ashok did his part sitting in our office. They could not finalize it even by 9:00. I understood that they cannot finish it this night also. My two bosses are poor in time management. I did not like to waste my time staying awake all the night as it happened recently. A disciplinarian suffers much among many undisciplined ones. Ninety percent of people in the present society are of this second sort. Returned home by 9:15 without telling my boss. I waited for his call for about 90 minutes. He avoided it. This afternoon I wrote a 20-line piece of poetry in Telugu for my day shift colleague Addala Suresh Kumar. His mother will retire from her years of service as a nurse by the end of this month. He wants to present a unique memento to her on this occasion. He earlier told me that his mother faced a difficult phase of life for some years in the past. Typically hers is a life of 80% of the middle-class Indian women. I wrote my words minding this reality. Eventually this poem got a universal appeal. I can give it to my mother also. Suresh liked it. Ashok appreciated it. We have to beautify that text with a striking background and a classic photo frame. Art is a source of inspiration and beautification of human life. It makes our thoughts ideal, and acts peaceful and creative. Those empowered by God become great artists. If theory and practice enhance learnt art, they become professionals. Went to sleep by 11:30.
20 September (Saturday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had hot milk and Ragi porridge by 9:30. Srijana and I hired an auto rickshaw and reached the abode of Kiran at RTC Crossroads by 10:40. I took my Axis Bank ATM card back from him. We spent there for five minutes. Srijana and I walked up to Narayana Junior College at Vithalwadi in Himayat Nagar from cinema Saptagiri. It was about a two-minute walk via Chikkadpally and cinemas Srinivasa and Venkatesa. I withdrew 5000 rupees from the ATM Centre of ICICI Bank there using my Axis Bank ATM card. We collected the portable digital camera from my cousin Murali at Vithalwadi. Srijana got tired due to this long walk. We hired an auto rickshaw and reached Patny Centre in Secunderabad by 12:50. We went into Kala Niketan cloth store to buy cloth pieces. We did not find large pieces in it. Thence we moved to the nearby Chandana Brothers cloth store. We bought five shirt cloth pieces and five matching trousers cloth pieces spending 2654 rupees in it. They are meant to be presented to my father, my two brothers and my nephews Sujan and Suhas. My in-laws have to formally present clothes to my folks on the occasion of Deepavali, along with homemade sweets, when taking their daughter Srijana to our house traditionally as a new bride. Srijana asked me for 4000 rupees for her expenses during this time. I gave it. How she spends it must not be my issue unless she asks me for advice. We returned home by 1:45. It was cloudy and cool. Srijana liked to spend on the terrace of our two-storied building. We went up by 6:00. There was a pool of rainwater. The view from this terrace was lovely. The setting sun, surrounded by clouds, made it exciting. Srijana, Vamsy and I spent there talking happily for one hour. Went to sleep by 10:30.
21 September (Sunday)
Woke up by 6:30. Spent reading Eenadu for two hours. Srijana packed her items of luggage to use during her one month’s winter holiday stay at the abodes of her parents and grandparents. She has to prepare for her first year supplementary physics exam to be held this October. Spent most of the day at home resting on bed and watching television. By 5:00 went to the Food World outlet at Vikrampuri. Bought six packs of cream biscuits, one pack of Alpenliebe butter candies and walked to the nearby bus stop to take a city bus. It started raining. Reached Secunderabad by 5:40. It was pouring. Stood under a bus shelter there for 20 minutes watching the rain driving people crazily. It diminished. I stepped out. Bought 20 apples for 100 rupees. They are of low quality and so don’t taste well. The prices of apples are high this time. Took a city bus and returned home by 7:00. These items are for Srijana and her folks at home. This afternoon she wore a white Punjabi dress and asked me about her look in it. She looked gorgeous in it. I did not see her in it earlier. She will wear it tomorrow. She is taking the digital camera of my cousin Murali to her home. Now her father is worshipping Goddess Durga wearing red clothes formally for it. He took a religious oath to this effect. He has to practice it for 40 days. He will end this course of practice in Vijayawada after visiting the temple of Goddess Durga there. He must avoid his smoking and other bad habits during this time. Srijana wants to shoot him in those clothes with this camera. Took a head bath by 7:30. I applied coconut oil just before going out this evening. Rain chased and drenched me. It made my hair awkward. My friend Veeru is getting nutritious blend powder for me from his friend in Eluru. Went to sleep by 9:30 for my dreams.
22 September (Monday)
Woke up by 6:30. Srijana, Vamsy and I hired an auto rickshaw and reached Secunderabad railway station by 6:45. Srijana took her seat 45 in the reservation coach D 4 of Janmabhoomi Express. I bought a copy of Eenadu, a copy of Telugu film weekly Sitara and a water bottle for Srijana. She put rice and potato curry in a small box for her lunch during train journey. This train pulled off by 7:18. Vamsy took a city bus for his ITI at Mallepally. Took a city bus and returned to Karkhana by 7:45. Walked up to the nearby ATM Centre of Axis Bank and withdrew 500 rupees. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had a glass of nutritious blend powder porridge (a blend of Ragi powder and such other eight useful powders mades of pulses) with jaggery. Reached our office by 10:30. Typed out and posted a blog titled “Kiss, Hug and Sleep” on my blog site by 1:00. I discussed these acts as ways of our expression of love for others. It is related to platonic love. A girl and boy can sleep together without attaching the notion of sex or immorality to it. Now many human relationships are developing or failing due to money or selfishness. Nobody believes that others are good and reliable. Everybody is creating an image for himself or playing a particular role. Very few are interested to check things and people beyond their circle. These are narrow domestic walls blocking humans from interacting with others when they are happy or sad. I proposed unconditional love as a solution for this problem. Practicing it, one can express one’s love to others because they are also lovable and divine living creatures like one. If we can love birds, animals and trees, we can love our fellow human beings also. Srijana reached Tuni by 6:19. She went to see a circus there along with her maternal grandmother. I am grateful to the fellow travellers of Srijana and those train drivers. They reached my innocent baby safely to her destination. Had my supper by 10:45. Went to sleep by 11:00.
23 September (Tuesday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Today I avoided my breakfast. Reached our office by 10:30. Today I collected content and images for the Nexgenser company brochure. By 4:00 Addala Suresh Kumar and I went to a DTP centre near cinema Manju in Secunderabad. We got my poetry in Telugu typed out and designed there. Suresh paid 100 rupees for it. He will get it framed and give it to his mother as a memento on the occasion of her retirement this month end. We returned to our office by 5:00. My boss Srinivasa Rao rushed to our office by 5:30. He wanted to go to Pragati Offset at Red Hills along with me to order the print of our Nexgenser company brochure covers. When we enquired them at the other end, they informed us to come tomorrow. Returned home by 8:20. Vamsy prepared potato curry for us. It was tastier than the ones prepared by his sister earlier. Today Vamsy talked with his sister in K O Mallavaram over phone to know how to prepare potato curry. He excelled his teacher in preparing this curry. Today I found another reason for my chronic weakness. The recent rains brought floodwater into reservoirs. The government fellows are supplying muddy municipal water in our cantonment area after nominal chlorination. Such water contains bacteria. We drink that water without boiling or filtering it due to our poverty or busy lifestyle. Cold weather adds fuel to it. Evening Srijana telephoned me from K O Mallavaram. She got cold and low fever due to train journey sitting on a seat by window, offered by her co-passenger. Advised her to take tablets. She took it easy. She does not have balanced diet. Her immunity is low. Went to sleep by 9:00 for my dreams.
24 September (Wednesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Reached our office by 11:00. Today I collected content for our GTRAS company brochure. Typed out and posted a blog titled “The Savior” on my blog site by 1:40. Got an egg curry packed at a roadside hotel for 18 rupees. It was touched by flame when it was being prepared on a gas stove there by a cook. He packed it for me. Had my lunch at home by 2:40. My boss Srinivasa Rao came to our office by 4:00. We reached the office of Pragati Offset at Red Hills in his car by 4:30 via Tank Bund. The freelance designer Ashok already reached there. I saw a loafer and undisciplined idiot in him. He wore shaded jeans and grew heavy hair. He likes to be recognized as an artist by unfamiliar ones with that look. He is a professional but I did not like his style of work. We three talked about the print of Nexgenser company brochure, with Srinivasa Rao, an employee there. I liked the Lemon Tea they offered us for courtesy sake. My boss Srinivasa Rao and I returned to our office by 6:30. We found that Ashok could not complete our company brochure work in our desired manner. We want this company brochure immediately. We wanted somebody else to redo this brochure work and finalize it this night itself. I called up my friend Sriram for it. He came to our office by 8:30. He worked in our office till 3:00. He developed three new brochure designs and redid the one done by Ashok. Our office boy Ramesh dropped Sriram at his rented abode in Seethaphalmandi by 3:15 in our office cab. I too sat in it. He dropped me at my abode by 3:30. Today I had my supper in our office by 2:30. Today I wrote about Dr Mantena Satya Narayana Raju in my blog. This afternoon my parents returned to Peda Gummuluru from Gollalagunta. My mother wants to buy a cellphone soon. Went to sleep by 4:00.
25 September (Thursday)
Woke up by 8:00. I could not sleep well. Had a glass of milk and tried to sleep again. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had my lunch by 1:30. Reached our office by 2:00 on foot. There was no power supply to our office. Spent talking with my day shift colleagues for some time. Had a cutlet at the pushcart by the bus stop near our office for six rupees. Returned to my abode by 3:30. My boss Srinivasa Rao called me up by 4:00 and told me to come to our office with the key. Went there by 4:20. Our office boy also came there by 4:30. Electricity was restored to our office by 8:00. I was feeling sleepy. My boss was expecting me to stay back and work there at night. I did not find it possible for me. Returned home by 8:30. Vamsy prepared potato curry. We had our supper by 9:00. Ramesh is our office boy. He has been working with this company for the last three years. Initially his salary was 1500 rupees per month. Now he is getting 5,000 rupees. He drives his cab for our company to bring in and drop back our few night shift employees. He gets about 10,000 rupees per month from our company for this service. He married one of our colleague last March. She is fair. He is black. She could have married a fair software engineer. She did not think like the modern educated girls. She must have liked his character. She might have found her beauty compatible to his goodness as a person and his speed and style as a car driver and bike rider. Now she is pregnant. He advised her to quit her job in our office and stay at home minding her health and peace of mind. I saw an achiever in him. He is struggling to win her love. He is beautifying his married life through hard work and self-reliance. Having children is like an inevitable and traditional responsibility for many Indian married couples. He decided to fulfill it at the right time in their married lives. India needs such couples. Went to sleep by 10:00.
26 September (Friday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Reached our office by 10:55. Today I developed a GTRAS company ad to be put in a magazine of Bengali community in the USA. My boss Srinivasa Rao came to our office by 5:30. He remarked that he did not think that I would develop such an ad. He failed to understand that an ad can be developed in a hundred ways. I cannot guess his idea of the ad unless he explains it to me with one or more examples. He brought his pregnant wife along with him to take her to an hospital. I did not like to argue with him in that setting. A boss must be considered as one who thinks and behaves well always. It is his subordinates that need to improve themselves always. Meanwhile Diwakar Reddy came. He is getting ready to go to the USA soon, to do a software job there, through our IT consultancy. He wants to have a website of his own. I advised him to consider the Blogger of Google. He asked me to create a blog site for him on it. I did it for him in 10 minutes’ time. My friend Sriram came to our office by 6:30 to collect 1000 rupees for the brochure design work he did earlier for us. Srinivasa Rao was not there to give a cheque to him. There won’t be petty cash with the folks of our accounts department. I hate these disorders in a company like this. Sriram developed an ad while waiting for this payment. Our US company staff liked it. Sriram told me to pay him 1000 rupees if they like and take this ad developed by him. I assured him to that extent. He came for one thing but did another thing. I remembered at the eleventh hour that today is the deadline for us to send this ad to the publisher of that Bengali magazine in the USA. They keep things unattended till the last minute and chase their subordinates when the hell is on their head. This is how companies torture good employees also. Sriram faced difficulty to reach his abode after 10:30. This afternoon Srijana talked with me from her home. Went to sleep by 11:30.
27 September (Saturday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had a glass of sweet Ragi porridge. Washed two pairs of clothes. Derived happiness from washing my goddess Srijana’s nightie and another pair of her nightwear. God created men to serve sensitive and beautiful women. I am a honorary servant of Srijana. Started to the abode of my friend Veeru by 10:00. Reached there by 12:15. Srijana called me up and asked me about my activities today. Returned the filled in Chiranjeevi party membership forms to Veeru. I could get three fellows only. Had my lunch by 1:30. Took 12 packs of Shakti Malt powder, weighing six kilos. Radha Krishnam Raju of Eluru prepared this powder. He buys different kinds of pulses, purifies them, dries them up and gets them ground in a mill. Consuming this powder, we can supply our body with essential nutrients. He is selling one kilo of this powder for 100 rupees now. It tastes well when boiled in water with jaggary. It can be taken in with milk or buttermilk also. Went to the abode of my cousin Kiran by 3:00. Gave three kilos of this powder to my teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju there. He takes care of his health and does everything necessary to keep himself strong. We discussed contemporary politics and the nature of voters in India for some time. He does not like communist parties, their ideologies and movements in India in the name of equality and social justice. He said that they did not do anything constructive to eradicate poverty from India or improve the lives of their poor party activists over the years. If there is no poverty in India, there is no need of these two political parties [CPI (M) and CPI (ML)] in India. So, they continue poverty wherever they are working. They search for some trivial causes to agitate than factors of sustainable development. I found truth in his argument. Started back to my abode by 6:00. Vamsy and I had our supper by 8:30. We spent watching television till 10:00. Went to sleep by 10:30.
28 September (Sunday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Watched television for some time. Its picture tube failed by 11:00. I have to get it repaired. Spent all the day at home. Today I had four glasses of Shakti Malt porridge with jaggery. It’s tasty and nourishing. Vamsy also likes it. Today I talked with my folks in Durgada, Gollalagunta, Peda Gummuluru and Visakhapatnam. Janaki is staying with her relatives in Elamanchili. She is the mother-in-law of my brother Sambha. Her husband Raja Sagi Surya Narayana Raju died recently in village Tangedu due to a heart problem. He left his wife and daughter in the middle of his journey. When he got a heart problem earlier, the doctor advised him to avoid oily foods. He did not mind that warning much. I heard that heart problems were there in their forefathers. His death is an example of the risk of a careless lifestyle. His was a happy death but he left his two close dependents unhappy forever. Janaki is a widow now. She should not wear attractive clothes. She should not put a vermilion mark on her forehead. She is not considered as an auspicious woman now to attend marriages or other ceremonies in our community. The death of husband brings such changes in the life of a married woman in India. Janaki is leading a desperate life now remembering the untimely death of her spouse and the void it created in her life. She would have taken care of the food habits of her husband, had she foreseen this eventuality. Death is ruthless. It darkens lives when they ignore the value and power of light. Awareness, enlightenment and vision are light. Modern societies are ignoring this light searching for more comforts and happiness through unhealthy and unethical ways. God won’t be kind to undisciplined and unethical creatures. Went to sleep by 10:00.
29 September (Monday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had a glass of Shakti Malt. Reached our office by 10:30. Typed out and posted a blog titled “A Long Journey” on my blog site By 12:30. It’s a fictional conversation between Telugu film actor Chiranjeevi and me. Today I improved the content of GTRAS company brochure. Evening my sweetheart Srijana called me up from her home in K O Mallavaram. She is doing well. We exchanged dialogues of satire. She is a dove. Now she is in her natural habitat. My brother Sambha did not beget children. He wants to adopt my child. Srijana and I decided to have children around 2012. I like to beget eight children. I should have one son or daughter in every big city of India. I don’t think they will be a burden to India. How they are going to contribute to India depends on how we will bring them up. I think that about 10% of the Indian population is burden to this nation now. They are either cheats or parasites. They spend their time contemplating or doing futile things. India turned into a nation of critics. Half of the people are interested in observing things and criticizing others helplessly. They are not willing to do something constructive and ideal. Foolish voters and those remaining outside the realm of democracy are the best example of it. Cricket players lead this race to further ruin and defame this nation. Many uneducated Muslims believe that they can live happily in this nation, only if they can increase their population. Christians are hell-bent on moving all Indian Hindus into their religious fold through conversions. This is how India’s natural and human resources are being misused and misguided. Only God has to save this nation from these internal and external criminals and enemies. Had my supper by 9:30. Went to sleep by 10:00.
30 September (Tuesday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had a glass of Shakti Malt. Reached our office by 10:40. Today I improved the content of GTRAS company brochure. Returned to my abode by 8:20. Had my supper by 9:00. Vamsy kept his luggage ready to leave for his home tomorrow morning. Went to our office by 9:30. My boss called me. Srinivasa Rao told me that I need not come to the office from tomorrow. They don’t need a content writer anymore. He told me that they would support me as their employee until I get another job. It is a matter of one month notice indirectly. Returned the office key, which he gave me earlier. He told me about the documents I have to submit to them for my TDS purpose. House rent and medical bills are a formality. They did not like my writing blogs for my blog site during the office hours. As a writer, being affected by the evil society and corrupt politicians in this nation, I was compelled to write something on my blog site. I rejected many job offers recently, thinking that I am not going to leave this company this early. I have to get a job in one month’s time. There is demand for content writers in the present job market. There is difference between accepting a job offer and searching for a job opportunity. The status of the prior is like a king but the latter is like a disciplined and modest beggar. This news dampened my spirit to some extent. My experiences in getting a job after leaving one were not encouraging. Companies are playing a villainous role in considering employees that knock at their doors searching for a job badly. I don’t like to share this news with others. It won’t be a good news for them. I have ability to digest and live with bitter truths. They take time to reach this level. Lord Krishna directs me. I am a character in His story. My life keeps moving on. Went to sleep by 11:30.
1 October (Wednesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Vamsy left for Secunderabad railway station by 6:15. He takes Janmabhoomi Express to Tuni. He is going home to spend his 10 Dasara holidays there. He is cooking rice and curries for me. He gets rid of this domestic nuisance for these few days. Very few like to serve others at the cost of their liberty and happiness. I like to remember this universal truth and treat others accordingly wherever possible. Read Eenadu for 30 minutes. Spent most of the day at home watching television and resting on cot. Got a haircut in a nearby hair salon by 6:30. He took 25 rupees for it. He did not shave the hair behind my ears with a blade. Pitied his skills. Took a head bath by 7:30. Went out and had a plate of Dal Rice for 18 rupees in a roadside hotel. The rice and other items were of low quality. The server (a boy) looked at me differently. He might have thought that it is not the kind of rice I am supposed to eat. I liked his love for me. He cleans the floor with a wet cloth. He is a child laborer. There are many child laborers in India. The governments are playing nominal roles in resolving this issue. Many Indians have no time to understand or fight for social causes. They are after cricket and fashion. Walked to the nearby ATM Centre of Axis Bank and withdrew 200 rupees. The balance is 100 rupees. Vamsy reached home by 8:00. My goddess Srijana informed me about his safe arrival. This morning my friend Krishna Varma came to my abode. We spent talking for two hours. He liked the Ragi Malt offered by me. We had breakfast items, buying from a poor bicycle vendor. Night watched a dance program on Eenadu television channel. Winter is getting ready. Went to sleep by 11:00.
2 October (Thursday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Reached our office by 10:45. It was kept closed. Had the three samosaas I took there. It was my breakfast. Got three samosaas packed at a hotel and returned home by 11:10. Spent rest of the day at home watching television. Srijana called me up around 6:30. Her father walked on fire as part of his religious ceremony. This event took place this night in their village K O Mallavaram. Religion became a fashion today for many Hindus. Innocent and stupid fellows are practicing it in a disgusting manner. They are wearing black, red and maroon clothes during their chosen period of days worshipping their favorite Hindu deities. Lord Ayyappa, Goddess Durga and Lord Anjaneya are leading in this race of Hindu deities with colorful devotees. Man must control his mind to live a good life. These colorful nuts lack self-control. They want to keep themselves away from their bad habits like smoking, drinking and debauchery for these few days with their self-imposed fear of God. After they come out of this oath, they become bad again. Hindu priests introduced this dirty religious fashion to earn money in the name of special deity worship by fools and lunatics. My father-in-law became such a fool now. The central government banned smoking in public places from today onwards. It means smokers are permitted to smoke in their private places only and die anywhere, not affecting the lives of non-smokers. It is a good measure. The best measure would be banning tobacco products and their consumption in any form by anybody in this nation. Smokers are also Indians. A welfare state must work for their health and wealth also. It would be a true tribute to Mahatma Gandhi. Went to sleep by 11:00.
3 October (Friday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Reached our office by 10:45. Updated my CV on naukri.com, timesjobs.com, monster.com and applied for three jobs online. By 1:30 typed out and posted a blog titled “The Hell...Coming Soon” on my blog site. I wrote about the present political parties in this state and a complex state of affairs created by them for the voters in view of coming election. Democracy is in the hands of criminals and robbers now. People are watching this filthy game helplessly. By 2:00 had two samosaas and two egg puffs in a roadside fast food outlet near our office. Started feeling weak by 3:30. Returned home by 4:00. Had a glass of Ragi porridge. Rested for one hour. Watched television for some time. Went to our office by 7:30. Talked with my boss Srinivasa Rao about the kind of employee relationship I have to maintain with the company this month. He told me to come daily and work like before. He advised me to submit a medical certificate for the last two days to consider them as sick leaves. He firmly told me not to do any personal work during my working hours. I saw an employer in him who goes by established company norms. I did not like the way he discussed the point of leaves. I did not see a reason to work with this company after this month. He wants to recruit another writer. I am also a little bored of work with these people. Change invigorates me. Beauty inspires me. I like to work in a company where many employees work around me. I want to keep this exit month peaceful and cool. Returned home by 8:40. Had homemade rice with parcel items. Went to sleep by 11:00.
4 October (Saturday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had a glass of Shakti Malt. Watched television for some time. Had breakfast Upma for 10 rupees in hotel Saptagiri Tiffins by 7:45. Took two city buses and reached the abode of my cousin Kiran at RTC Crossroads by 10:15. We discussed contemporary Indian politics for one hour. The death of democracy was the essence of this casual talk. My teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju is a vehement opponent of ultra-modern culture in India now. Kiran left for his office by 10:15. My uncle and I went to the nearby BSNL office. He applied for a landline connection 40 days ago. A telephone was not yet installed in their rented abode. We seriously stressed this point. He talked with his subordinates and told us to go to a nearby office. There also we heated up that idiot highlighting the negligence of their department. My uncle wants a landline connection for proof of residence only. Then we went to the office of Civil Supplies at Bagh Amberpet. Earlier it was by main road in Shivam Road area. Now they moved it to a remote area. Government offices are like public toilets here. Others have to reach them when they badly need them. The idiot there refused to sell an application form to us for a pink ration card because we did not take the house electricity bill, which he demanded as per their norms. Srinu, the son of Satthibabu, the bosom friend of my teacher uncle Rama Raju, and three of us reached NTR Garden by Necklace Road by 4:30. We four enjoyed ourselves in this recreation and refreshment spot. I won a Nonie jasmine flavoured talcum powder tin, worth 17 rupees, in a ring throwing game there. They give four rings for 10 rupees. We can win any items on which our rings fall. I felt triumphant at this achievement. Returned to my abode by 8:00. Had four oranges and Shakti Malt for my supper. Went to sleep by 10:00.
5 October (Sunday)
Woke up by 6:30. Watched television for some time. Took a head bath by 7:50. Rushed to the bus stop at Karkhana by 8:00. My cousin Murali informed me to catch the APSRTC bus in which he was coming. We reached Shri Ramchandra Mission ashram at village Thumukunta by 8:45. I went there to spend my day happily in that quiet atmosphere. Murali participated in their Sunday Sathsang from 9:00 to 10:00. We had breakfast by 10:30. Murali spent rest of the day attending volunteer work along with his other associates there. Their master Rajagopalachari is coming to this spiritual centre on the 11th of this month to stay here for three days. His admirers are making arrangements for this event. They are expecting about 10000 followers to come for this occasion. Bala, the brother of Murali, joined me by 10:30. We spent talking about the disorders and demerits in the present societies and politics till 2:30. I spent reading Eenadu when they were attending their volunteer work. We had lunch by 2:45. I rested on a red carpet in the shade of a short green tree for half an hour. I helped the volunteers a little arranging the dried up carpets meant for their coming event. We started back by 6:00 when the sun was setting. We bought custard apples for 70 rupees from three village women vendors by main road at Alwal. They gave us about 70 custard apples. I have to spend about 400 rupees to buy them at fruit stalls in the main city areas. Theirs is organized public exploitation. I see real Indians in these village women. They three felt happy when I bought their custard apples without bargaining. Murali and I had a parcel meal by 8:30. We talked about immorality in society now. Went to sleep by 11:45.
6 October (Monday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Murali and I had breakfast by 8:15. He left for his office by 8:30. He is 28. He is yet to get married. He earns 18000 rupees as a content developer a month. He joined Ramchandra Mission about five years ago. He daily meditates for his internal spiritual cleaning. He is a better person than many materialists I have seen. His parents have been trying to get him married for the last two years. He wants to marry a girl from the followers of Ramchandra Mission. He has to submit an application in their ashram with his bridegroom specifications for it. His father allowed him to marry a girl this way. His mother and relatives are against this modern way of marriage. They are expecting dowry of 5,00,000 rupees for him. The girl must be from Kshatriya community only. He recently bought a plot of land at Kakinada for 1,00,000 rupees as a member of this spiritual organization. It is his property. He is unable to decide either way. He also studied at Bhoopathipalem for three years like me. We both often enjoy recollecting that place and those memories. We became disciplined and refined living among those hills of serenity and beauty. I consider it as a temple of learning today. We were lucky to study there. Reached our office by 11:00. Today I scanned different business transaction templates on a website. Our company can benefit a lot buying their software of 1200 templates. Afternoon got a phone call from the office of Apollo Healthstreet at Jubilee Hills. They informed me to attend an interview in their office on this Wednesday. By 9:30 an amount of 22,800 rupees was deposited to my Axis Bank account towards my salary for the month of September from this company. Went to sleep by 10:30.
7 October (Tuesday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Reached our office by 10:00. Today I developed content for our GTRAS company brochure. By 1:15 had a plate of rice in Hotel Trupthi for 32 rupees. Collected medical bills for 11000 rupees from my familiar medical store. He gave them in my name and my mother. Evening submitted them in our HR section. They use them for my income tax deduction purpose. By 5:15 reached the office of Pragati Offset at Red Hills in an auto rickshaw. Collected our 10 sample prints of Nexgenser company brochure from them. Came back to the office by 6:00. These brochures must be posted to the USA this night itself. Left the office by 7:00. Rushed to Secunderabad railway station in an auto rickshaw. Bought a platform ticket for three rupees. Janmabhoomi Express arrived by 7:20. My maternal uncle Krishnam Raju and my maternal aunt Raja Kumari came by this train from Samalkot railway station. They came here to participate in the gathering of followers of Ramchandra Mission at Thumukunta. My uncle is physically handicapped. He walks using a strong and long wooden stick. He is visiting Hyderabad after 15 years. He has one acre of agricultural land. He inherited it from his parents. It costs about 5,00,000 rupees. He wants to sell it and live depending on its monthly interest. There I have one acre of land beside his. He likes to sell it to me. I have no money to buy it. My aunt is doing meditation after joining this cult. She is following the food habits suggested by Dr Mantena Satya Narayana Raju. Her son Vasu is doing a good job with a company of Vedanta Group in Orissa. Brought them home in an auto rickshaw by 8:00. Went to sleep by 11:30.
8 October (Wednesday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had breakfast Upma by 8:30. Reached our office by 10:00. Today I collected SAP related content. By 10:20 repaid 6000 rupees to my friend Rajani Kumar Raju. He lent it to me about one year ago when I was jobless. He felt very happy receiving it from me. He is in great need of money now. I have to still pay him 8000 rupees for the old color television and the stand I bought from him. By 12:50 hired an auto rickshaw for Apollo Health City in Jubilee Hills. Had a plate of Vegetable Biryani for 20 rupees in the hotel by its entrance. Reached the department of Apollo Healthstreet in the building of Life Sciences by 2:00. Dr Sridevi talked with me for five minutes. She briefly explained me the nature of work I have to do there as a content writer. She asked me if I can do it. I replied in the affirmative. She told me that they would get back to me soon. I liked her approach of interview, her beauty and her pride as a doctor. Gave her my one-page résumé. Hired an auto rickshaw and returned to our office by 2:50. Today I got two phone calls requiring me as a content writer. Felt happy. Left the office by 7:00. It rained. It turned cool. Bought two towels for 90 rupees at China Bazar outlet for my uncle Krishnam Raju. Reached home by 7:30. Talked with my darling Srijana over phone. Asked her if she started preparing for her supplementary physics exam due to be held soon. She is yet to start it. Advised her to come here soon to prepare for it if it is not possible among her folks there. My uncle felt happy at the towels I bought for him. We three had supper by 8:00. My aunt Raja Kumari updated me on recent events, deaths and people in Gollalagunta. Many died due to old age or heart problems. Boys without reliable jobs are not getting girls to marry. Many farmers stopped rearing cows and buffaloes for milk. Went to sleep by 9:30.
9 October (Thursday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. My uncle Krishnam Raju, my aunt Raja Kumari and I hired an auto rickshaw and reached Secunderabad by 9:30. My aunt took a city bus for Jeedi Metla. She went to the rented abode of her sister-in-law there. My uncle and I hired an auto rickshaw for RTC Crossroads. We reached the abode of my cousin Kiran by 10:30. We spent there till 4:30. The issue of my maternal uncle Varma getting imprisoned recently was discussed for one hour. My teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju and two of his bosom friends were earlier suspected as the key persons in motivating an SC woman towards filing a case against my uncle Varma. Then I heard one version of this case only. Today’s version from this teacher uncle’s standpoint made me believe that the other version was presented wrongly. My mother and her three sisters developed aversion to this uncle (their cousin) believing that he got their brother arrested. This development disturbed my teacher uncle. I hate these things. They disturb my peace of mind. I decided to warn my folks on this front. Disturbances in relations among close relatives harm the psyche of each person involved because they misuse their energy sustaining distance from others. Unity is the power and beauty of humanity. Splits are disease of a family or society. The duty of an idealist is to unite all and establish universal harmony. By 7:00 Kiran and I reached the beautiful village Kandla Koya on his bike. We took about 100 raw custard apples from Mantena Jagannaadha Raju. They offered fruit also to us. Kiran dropped me at my abode by 8:00. My uncle Krishnam Raju and I had Shakti Malt for our supper. Went to sleep by 10:00.
10 October (Friday)
Woke up by 6:00. My uncle Krishnam Raju and I had Shakti Malt by 8:00. We had custard apples also. Both of us reached Karkhana bus stop by 7:30. My cousin Murali and his relatives were going to Ramchandra Mission this morning by bus. They were coming this way. They took my uncle also along with them to Thumukunta. Came back to my abode and rested for some time. Reached our office by 11:00. Today also I collected content on SAP for our GTRAS company brochure work. By 1:45 had a plate of rice in Hotel Trupthi for 32 rupees. By 3:45 hired an auto rickshaw and reached the office of Media Travel Technologies Limited by Road No. 5 in IDA at Nacharam. They called me for an interview for the position of content writer. Their HR executive Vasumati Nayar talked with me for five minutes. Afterwards their UK woman boss interviewed me for five minutes. They did not ask me difficult questions. I could not comprehend her British English accent. They felt happy with my candidature. They told me to write a one-page article about Majorca, a tourist destination in Spain. They asked me to email it to them by this Monday morning. This English woman is leaving for the UK on this Monday. Came back to our office by 5:30 in an auto rickshaw. Emailed them this article by 7:30. I read about this tourist spot on wikipedia and developed it. A fellow distributed sweets in our office on the occasion of his buying a motorbike. Felt a little giddy after having it. Came back to my abode by 8:30. Avoided having my supper. Had three custard apples. Gave 20 custard apples to my portion mate. They ripened completely in a day. They get spoilt by tomorrow morning. I took this best decision in time. They love me because I gave them costly fruit. Winter is entering slowly. Went to sleep by 10:00.
11 October (Saturday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Washed a pair of clothes by 8:30. Watched television for some time. Went to Secunderabad by 10:30 by a city bus. Bought a sweater for 200 rupees for my uncle Krishnam Raju. Came back to home and rested for two hours. Had a plate of rice in Durga Bhavani Mess for 32 rupees. Withdrew 1000 rupees from the ATM Centre of Axis Bank there. Took a city bus for Thumukunta by 2:15. Reached there by 3:00. Walked a little from there and reached the ashram of Ramchandra Mission. Handed the luggage bag to my aunt Raja Kumari and the sweater to my uncle Krishnam Raju. Repaid 500 rupees to my aunt. Her son Vasu left that money with me when he earlier came to Hyderabad. I don’t like keeping others’ money with me even if they forget it. I like the role of a contributor than a borrower. I lived the life of a beggar, asking for money, when I depended on my father. There are happiness and satisfaction in giving than taking. It must be the spirit and practice of an independent individual. Shri Parthasarathi Rajagopalachari arrived by a car by 4:20. His admirers welcomed him standing along the road. They felt happy looking at him. Talked with my familiar ones of Gollalagunta for some time. They advised me to join this cult. I don’t like to belong to one group. This world is my family. I must be accessible and lovable for many in this world. I have to achieve this status and satisfaction as a writer. All followers moved to their master-attended sitting by 5:30. It rained for some time. Returned home by 7:00. Had my supper by 8:00. Watched television for 90 minutes. This morning I shaved off my moustache for the first time in my life. Went to sleep by 10:00.
12 October (Sunday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had four custard apples and Shakti Malt by 8:30. Spent watching television for some time. By 1:30 Vamsy returned from his village enjoying his Dasara holidays. He brought homemade sweets, red dal, lemons, sugar and browned peanuts from there. I am not using white poison (sugar) much these days. They did not understand it. We had supper by 8:30. Vamsy did not comment on my face without moustache. I faced trouble in keeping the length of its right and left ends equal when trimming them with a pair of scissors. If I eat or drink something, my moustache catches it. Srijana complained that it is tickling her whenever I lend her a kiss to express my love for her. It is thick. It makes me look like a modest tiger if I allow it to grow wildly. Four or five strands of white hair cropped up in that black facial bush recently. I took this step after much frustration and thought. Moustache is considered as a symbol of heroism and masculinity for ages by Indian men. South Indians pride on keeping it. Many north Indians shave it off. Muslims and Sikhs keep it as a part of their customs. I don’t like a religion according importance to such trivial physical features. I think growth of beard for men and occurrence of periods for women are inevitable burden and pain on earth. Menopause saves women from periods. Death only saves men from growth of beard. I like to keep my moustache in a good shape. Shaving it off is to reshape my moustache rather than to avoid it completely. It keeps nostrils away from breathing in polluted air. Man can remove or retain it. God gave that chance in this case. He built human body using His wisdom and vision. Went to sleep by 10:00.
13 October (Monday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Reached our office by 10:45. Today I did routine work. My darling Srijana and her father went to our house in Peda Gummuluru on bike by 11:00. They spent there till 3:00. My parents bought a cellphone. Today I posted a puzzle on my blog site. I read about it in a recent copy of Eenadu Sunday supplement. I could not solve this puzzle. I did not find the solution given in this book right. I announced a cash prize of 200 rupees for the winner on my blog site. Read this puzzle. There is a room. It has two doors. There is a guard at each of these two doors. They are twins. One of them never speaks truths. The other never tells lies. At the end of one door, there is a valley of death. At the end of another door, there is a beautiful flower garden. How can one from this room go to flower garden, asking, either of these two guards, only one question? One does not know who speaks truths or who tells lies from those two guards there. Evening typed out an article titled “The Value of Compensation Solutions in Tough Economic Times” at the request of HR executive of a software company at Madhapur in Hyderabad. They are looking for a content writer. It’s part of their selection process. A recruitment firm scheduled a written test for me in a software company at Somajiguda on this Saturday. I am happy at these responses from companies. Evening applied for three days of leave to go home for this Deepavali along with my sweetheart Srijana. Bought a pack of potato fry and a pack of Gongoora pickle from a cart and returned home. Had my supper along with Vamsy by 9:30. Went to sleep by 10:30.
14 October (Tuesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had Shakti Malt by 8:30. Reached our office by 10:50. Today I collected content on Oracle, SAP and Microsoft. Many software companies and IT consultancies are earning money using the technologies, software or other tools developed by these pioneers. It would be better if the IT consultants of our company read about development phases of these technology masters. IBM is also one of such leaders. Amazing increase in salaries and great lifestyles of software engineers is a result of ripples these technology giants created in the employment sectors wherever they are operating. This morning my uncle Krishnam Raju and my aunt Raja Kumari left for their homes, along with their familiar ones, after spending in Shri Ramchandra Mission ashram, for three days. They took Janmabhoomi Express for Samalkot. Afternoon talked with my mother and father over phone. My father felt happy taking with me after a long time. I sensed that he is in need of affection from me than my angry classes to him. I am waiting to see him spending money for him and my mother adequately. He is still thinking of buying this or that, to earn money, reselling them to others later for a profit. I have to educate him more, when I go home this time. Anybody that always tries to earn money, than to spend it for his essential needs, can never be happy in his life, unless he is a social reformer or a saint. My sweetheart Srijana Devi started back to Hyderabad by 8:30 from Tuni by a Volvo bus along with her cousin. The parrot is flying back to its golden cage after spending in its natural habitat for some days. Today my boss Srinivasa Rao granted me leave for three days. Returned home by 9:30. Had my supper by 9:45. Moon is shining in the sky. Went to sleep by 10:30 for my dreams.
15 October (Wednesday)
Woke up by 5:00. My darling Srijana Devi came by 7:30 in an auto rickshaw along with her cousin Krishna. They got off Volvo bus at Lakdi Ka Pool. She brought lemons, oranges, plantains, sweet sesame rounds, papayas, coconuts, snacks, pickles, peanuts and some cooking items. She looked sleepy due to night journey. The dark circles around her eyes are disappearing. This must be the result of iron tablets she took recently. Shakti Malt is good for her. Advised her to drink it daily. She did not prepare for her supplementary physics exam at home at all. She spent with her friends, cousins and relatives. She took photos with the digital camera of my cousin Murali. Her father likes her a lot. He has financial problems now. Advised her to rest and recover from the sleeplessness. Went to our office by 11:00. My day shift colleague Suresh Kumar helped me get online train reservation using his debit card. Paid him 500 rupees for it. Srijana and I will leave for Rajahmundry in the night of 23 October, by Nizamabad-Visakhapatnam Express, from Secunderabad railway station. It will be our Deepavali festival home tour. By 4:30 Suresh and I went to the office of Yatri Nivas at Secunderabad. He reserved accommodation in a hotel at Araku for three days and nights for his wife and him. It is their honeymoon tour. Took a bus tour package leaflet from this office. The Andhra Pradesh Tourism Development Corporation (APTDC) is operating many buses to important tourist places in this state. I want to visit these attractions after proving myself as a great writer. Then only Srijana can be happy. Returned home by 10:15. Srijana served me rice with plantain soup. Devoured it like a python. I did not get time to have fruits today. Went to sleep by 10:45 for my dreams.
16 October (Thursday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had Shakti Malt by 8:00. Wrote a postcard to the office of Eenadu at Moosapet requesting them to enquire into a critical issue at government ITI in Mallepally. The welding department instructor is collecting 750 rupees from every student of Centre for Excellence there for books and other material. I think government supplies these instruction material, free of cost, or at nominal prices, considering the economic condition of the students pursuing courses here. They are all poor and innocent students including Vamsy. They cannot question their instructors about such misdeeds. The folks of Eenadu newspaper started a movement against corruption through Right to Information Act. They are educating people in this direction. A powerful local daily is stronger than me in social reformation and reach. Their investigative journalists are discovering and revealing the acts of corruption in society in a great manner. They are doing a great service silently to their society. I wrote them to enquire into this issue at this government ITI and publish the findings of their investigation in their newspaper if corrupt practices are discovered there. I provided them with my cellphone number, postal address, email id and blog site id. Reached our office by 11:00. Did routine work today. Got a phone call from the office of Accenture in Bangalore for a content writer position in their office in Gurgaon. Informed her that I cannot relocate to that place from Hyderabad. Morning Srijana caught fever. Bought tablets at a nearby medical store telling him about the characteristics of this fever. She took them by 3:00. She got rid of it in two hours’ time. Srijana did not like my face without moustache. I am growing it. Returned home by 10:00 from our office. Had my supper by 10:20. Went to sleep by 11:00.
17 October (Friday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had Shakti Malt by 8:00. Reached our office by 11:00. Today I developed business letters meant to be sent to our company clients before and after a scheduled meeting. Morning a Kshatriya fellow talked with me from Peda Gummuluru. He is interested in marrying his only daughter Swati to my cousin Kiran. His daughter is 19. She has to soon join an engineering college. He said that she is very beautiful. He is ready to sell his property and pay about 50 lakh rupees as dowry for Kiran. Now he is working as a clerk in a private college. His wife is a government teacher at the high school in Peda Gummuluru. He told me that they would give their retirement money also to their daughter only. Kiran is 24. He is a very handsome boy. He got admirable character and good habits. He is getting 80,000 rupees a month from Ernst & Young. He has to get married in the first quarter of 2009. His parents are hell-bent on doing it. It seems these attractions of this boy made the father of that beauty crazy for him. They are ready to do anything for this boy. My teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju is in the process of another match for his son Kiran from Visakhapatnam. I advised this gentleman to consider my friend Raja of Molleru Mallavaram. He rejected that option immediately. I pitied his stupidity and irrationality. One should not ignore the available running after the inaccessible. One should love people more than money. God created humans. Man created money. Returned home by 9:20. Srijana took two more tablets for her fever. We are drinking the municipal water being supplied by government. It may contain harmful bacteria and virus. Went to sleep by 11:00.
18 October (Saturday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Reached Punjagutta Crossroads by 10:00 by a city bus. Got a printout of my one-page résumé at a Internet café there. Thence walked down the main road towards NIMS Hospital. Found it difficult to locate the office of E-Tell Technologies. Meanwhile their HR executive Deeja called me up and informed me how to reach their office. Hired an auto rickshaw and moved towards Krishna Oberoi Road in Erramanzil. We could reach that office in Hill Top Colony. It is in the building named Somavarapu Heights. I did not find this office beautiful. The chief of this company asked me to type out a one-page article on the topic “Will the Star Shine?”. I did it in 20 minutes’ time on a computer. I wrote that Telugu film actor Chiranjeevi is likely to become the Chief Minister of Andhra Pradesh. He found my writing and presenting myself as an emerging writer interesting. He found my expected salary beyond his budget for it. He said that he would get back to me soon. Reached the abode of my friend Veeranjaneyulu by 12:00. Paid him 600 rupees for the packs of Shakti Malt I took from him earlier. Had my lunch by 2:30. He is funding the marriage of his nephew and niece. It will be held soon. He is spending 2,00,000 rupees for it. Reached the abode of my cousin Kiran at RTC Crossroads by 4:00. Spent talking with my teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju till 7:00. We discussed the matches of their son Kiran. One from Visakhapatnam is at final stage. Now stars of the bride and the bridegroom are being compared and checked. The photo of this girl is also yet to be checked. She is educated and from a rich and traditional family. Reached Secunderabad railway station by 7:00. Janmabhoomi Express arrived by 7:20. My cousin Narendra Varma took it at Samalkot Junction railway station. He is coming from Gollalagunta. We reached my abode by 8:00. We had supper by 8:30. Went to sleep by 9:30.
19 October (Sunday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for half an hour. My cousin Kiran rejected the offer of acting in a Telugu film recently. This director earlier directed three Telugu feature films. They did not do well at box office. Now he is going to direct a small budget suspense thriller. He asked 15,000 rupees for the photo session of Kiran. His father did not like it. Kiran is living happily now with his decent job and handsome salary. Signing a legal bond with them leads to problems. He said that the part of Kiran will be completed in 15 days’ time. A fellow, asking for money for photo session, is something to be worried at, as far as his financial status is concerned as a producer. He may ask for more money in the middle of film shooting. Kiran is going to marry soon. The spread of the news that he is acting in a film may create a bad image for him in that field. I liked the vision of his father in rejecting this offer. My cousin Narendra Varma and I reached Basheer Bagh by 9:30 by a city bus. Thence we walked a little and reached St. Joseph PG College by King Koti Road. He is doing a test for Zindal Steel company today here. He did it from 11:00 to 1:00. I spent casually talking with the parents of some candidates, opposite this college gate, during this time. We talked about politics and employment in India now. Naren said that he could not do the English section of this test well. We hired an auto rickshaw and returned home by 2:00. Rested for some time. Washed two pairs of clothes by 4:00. Naren returned from the abode of his paternal uncle at Jeedi Metla by 8:30. This evening my teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju and his wife Subba Lakshmi left for Jaggampeta to celebrate Deepavali there. Night talked with my brother Srinivas and my sister-in-law Sandhya Rani over phone. Went to sleep by 10:00.
20 October (Monday)
Woke up by 5:30. Left for Secunderabad railway station by 6:15. Stood in the long queue there and bought a ticket for 125 rupees to Samalkot Junction by Janmabhoomi Express for my cousin Narendra Varma. He reached there by 6:50. Srijana provided him with a pack of homemade Vegetable Biryani and a bottle of sugar added lemon water. Foods and drinks are costly in Indian railway stations. He cannot afford them now. He is an intelligent and disciplined boy. This train left the station by 7:10. Returned home by 8:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Rested for one hour. Reached our office by 10:55. Today I developed some templates to be used in our office. Also submitted a medical certificate, issued by a doctor, for the two-day sick leave I took in the first week of this month. Typed out and posted a blog titled “No Answer” on my blog site by 4:20. It’s my explanation for the puzzle I posted on it recently. I advised my blog readers to admit and delight in failures and defeats now and then. It sensitizes them. It makes them modest and cultured if they realize that many things are impossible and incomprehensible in this world. Recently I left a comment on the scrap book of Orkut profile of Rashi Madan. She is a colleague of my cousin Kiran at Ernst & Young. He thinks that she is very beautiful and intelligent. She could not even answer a simple question related to her beauty and individuality. She is suffering from inferiority complex and low self-esteem. She can be happy within her circle of professional and personal relations only. Her father is a millionaire. She feels like a fish out of water without money and support from her parents. She is a beautiful and intelligent dependant on others. India does not develop by such girls. They love fashion and fun. I pity Kiran’s assessment of her worth as an individual. Returned home by 9:00. Went to sleep by 9:30 for my dreams.
21 October (Tuesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Reached our office by 11:00. Today I collected content for GTRAS company brochure. Today Srijana did her supplementary physics exam. She did it in Indira Gandhi Degree College for Women at West Marredpally from 2:00 to 5:00. She came to our office by 5:00 in an auto rickshaw. She said that she did not do this exam well. She answered questions which carry 45 marks only. She hopes that she passes it with 36 marks. She prepared theorems of physics well but they gave mathematical theorems. I too prepared selective questions and answers only for my exams earlier. Night GTRAS business development manager Tharun talked with me and Srinivasa Rao from the USA. They are going to meet a client soon. They want a sales presentation on their SAP expertise for it. I have to collect the feedback of GTRAS SAP consultants and develop a two-page document for it. He wants this document ready by this Thursday evening. It is not possible. The IT professionals in the USA consider their time and hourly earnings more valuable than anything else. Most of them are irresponsible idiots as individuals. They think that GTRAS is surviving exploiting them. GTRAS management thinks that they are helping these consultants in getting jobs with great companies. They harbour aversion internally but they act their roles attractively externally. An IT consultant of GTRAS, whom I contacted by email earlier, did not reply me even in two months’ time. These beggars suffer with false prestige. Now there is economic depression in the USA. The IT industry is in a slump. It teaches a great lesson to these scoundrels. Returned home by 10:15. Had my supper by 10:30. Went to sleep by 11:00.
22 October (Wednesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Reached our office by 10:30. Today I developed some proposal documents and feedback templates for GTRAS company. Vamsy came to our office by 5:00. He told me that he wants to deliver newspapers every morning and earn money for his expenses. He wants to buy a used bicycle to drop dailies at abodes of customers every morning. I discouraged him from that idea because he is not a disciplined fellow. He cannot wake up early morning to do this work. Paperboys must be good at time management to earn and retain their customers. They must like to earn half a rupee from each customer, not considering it as trivial amount of money. Vamsy does not have these qualities. Afternoon Srijana attended the wedding of the son of our portion mate at a function hall in Trimulgherry along with our portion mate Sujatha. I could not attend it due to my job. They invited us with a wedding card. They are Tamil Christians. They have a cute pet pup. It attacked me once. I avoid going to that side for this reason. They recently started rearing sparrows in a cage. I hate imprisonment of creatures of God by humans for their pleasure. Theirs is a lower middle-class family. Their eldest son died after marriage, enjoying his married life for four months only. Recently they sent their daughter-in-law (the widow) to the house of her parents. The marriage of their younger son was held today. Their daughter was already married. They would be helpful and amicable toward us. By 6:00 withdrew 6500 rupees from an ATM Centre of ICICI Bank using my Axis Bank ATM card. The balance is 600 rupees. I already cleared many of my debts. I am happy about it. I have to yet pay to my friend Rajani only for the used color television and stand I bought from him. Returned home by 10:00. Had my supper by 10:15. Went to sleep by 10:45 for my dreams.
23 October (Thursday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had Shakti Malt by 8:00. Reached our office by 10:00. Today I collected images from Google to use in the promotional material of our GTRAS company. Recently I got a phone call from the HR executive of a software company at Madhapur. I emailed two test articles to her two weeks ago. Then she did not get back to me. They would have searched for another content writer during this time. They would not have found a suitable one. She told me that she did not receive my email earlier and asked me to email it again to the same email id. If she did not receive that email then, she cannot receive it even now. She thinks that she is an intelligent HR executive. I study such characters and find them interesting. I attended about four interviews recently. None of them got back to me. They think that the candidate must call them up to enquire about the result of a test or an interview. If they need us badly, they run after us. Supply and demand decide the value of an employee in the present employment sector. Employees move from company to company to get more salary and benefits. The strategy of employees is to sell themselves well. Ethics fail in practice when employees and employers try to benefit from each other. I like to play my role carefully in this scenario. Left the office by 7:10. Srijana did not get my three pairs of clothes ironed. Told her to get it done by the time I arrive in the evening. Talked with her angrily and rushed to a nearby washerman. He did it fast taking more money from me than the normal charge. Srijana and I had supper offered by our neighboring Christian family. We reached Secunderabad railway station by 9:00 in an auto rickshaw. Nizamabad-Visakhapatnam Express left the station by 10:10. We took berths 29 and 30 in the sleeper coach S 6. We spent watching nature till 12:00.
24 October (Friday)
We got off the train at Rajahmundry by 7:30. We hired an auto rickshaw for 40 rupees and reached the bus station by 7:45. We had breakfast at Priyanka Restaurant in this bus station. Our Express bus started off by 8:00. We reached Jaggampeta by 9:00. My cousin Narendra Varma was waiting for us. We put our luggage in a nearby familiar medical store. Bought a dozen bananas and walked to the house of my teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju at Teachers Colony. We spent talking with them for 15 minutes. Bought a dozen bananas and hired an auto rickshaw to Gollalagunta for 40 rupees. We spent there from 11:00 to 5:00. We had lunch by 2:00 in the house of my maternal aunt Raja Kumari. Srijana and I met our familiar ones walking from house to house from 2:30 to 4:00. I saw them after about five years. They became old. Most of the old people I know passed away. Many looked dull and unhappy. They felt happy looking at us. Felt like giving money to some of them. I have no money. We reached Jaggampeta by 5:30. We took a bus and reached Kathipudi by 6:00. Thence we hired an auto rickshaw for 50 rupees and reached village Durgada by 6:20. My maternal aunt Soorya Bhaskaramma felt happy looking at us. She earlier asked me what I like to eat as my favorite food item. She prepared sweet sesame rounds for me with jaggery. They are good. Had two rounds. My uncle Chanti Babu is worried about the marriage of his daughter. He cannot afford much dowry. He is searching for the best boy in our community. He believes that I am a good boy. He seeks my advice in the matters of finalizing a suitable bridegroom for his daughter. Talked with my cousin Naren, the elder brother of Kiran, at the house of his in-laws in this village. He told me about the norms and restrictions, anybody has to follow in the USA, to conform to the way of regulated public life there. So, he chose to be in Mumbai only, to live happily, avoiding going to the USA. Went to sleep by 10:00.
25 October (Saturday)
Woke up by 4:00. Freshened up myself by 5:00. Had breakfast and one sweet sesame round. My uncle Chanti Babu came to Durgada Gate halt by 6:00 along with me and Srijana Devi. I bought two tickets to Tuni for 10 rupees. Kakinada-Visakhapatnam passenger train arrived by 6:20. We got off it at Tuni by 7:00. Withdrew 300 rupees from the ATM Centre of Andhra Bank there using my Axis Bank ATM card. We reached the rented abode of Sekhar, the maternal uncle of Srijana, at Court Peta by 7:30. Saw the cute kid Ashish Varma, the little son of Sekhar and Revathi. He is a four-month-old baby now. Spent observing his expressions and movements for some time. Srijana, her maternal grandmother and I left for K O Mallavaram by 11:30. We hired an auto rickshaw for 140 rupees. We reached the house of my in-laws by 1:00. My mother-in-law Saraswati Devi is suffering from cough and low fever now. She prepared Chicken Biryani for us. Spent talking with them for two hours. We had lunch by 2:00. They packed sweets to take to our house in Peda Gummuluru. My mother-in-law and Srijana reached Viswanadhapuram in an auto rickshaw by 3:45. My father-in-law and I reached there on his bike. A photographer snapped Srijana and me along with her parents and maternal grandparents. My appearance was dull due to sleeplessness. Srijana, her maternal grandmother, her parents and I visited all families in this village, walking together, from house to house, from 4:15 to 5:00. Srijana and I started to Peda Gummuluru in the same auto rickshaw by 5:10. We traveled via Tuni. Bought two dozen bananas for 44 rupees at a kirana store by main road in Nakkapalli. We reached our house by 6:10. This evening my brother Sambha and my sister-in-law Kranti returned from Tangedu. Spent talking with my folks for two hours. Went to sleep by 10:00 for my dreams.
26 October (Sunday)
Woke up by 6:00. Spent all the day at home. Talked with my paternal uncle Narayana Murthy Raju for one hour. His daughter Ashwini is pursuing first year Intermediate at Prakash Junior College in Payakaraopeta staying in the hostel there. She switched to English medium this year from Telugu medium. She has to struggle more this year for this reason. I observed that distance is increasing between my uncle Sagi Appala Raju and my father. These fellows don’t have much work to do in villages after their retirement. They recollect who their rivals were once. Once my father bought a mango garden paying more than this fellow. He did not like it. He is not a good father to his son or a good husband to his wife. He is a miser. He does not know how to enjoy his life. Now he is distancing himself from his relatives also. I pity his ignorance and lack of vision. His son Ravindra Varma and others hate the mentality and lifestyle of this nut. My mother reduced consuming sweets and salt to fight her diabetes and high blood pressure. My father was recently diagnosed with high cholesterol in his blood. Doctor advised them to walk daily and eat suggested food items only. They are daily going for a brisk walk. My father does exercises at home also. My brother Sambha told me that the electricity board has sanctioned power supply to the road leading to the mango gardens at hills. I never imagined that such development can take place in our area of mango and cashew groves. My brother took initiative for this development project in this hilly area. Evening Yesu Babu removed the green grass in the front yard of the house of my brother Sambha. I like his way of dealing with his wife. I like his dialogues and guts in tackling many things. He has two children. He consumes liquor now and then to feel that he is happy. My brother Srinivas, my sister-in-law Sandhya Rani, my nephews Sujan and Suhas came from Visakhapatnam by 5:30 by bus. We had Chicken Biryani by 8:00. Went to sleep by 10:00.
27 October (Saturday)
Woke up by 6:00. Went to see my paternal grandparents in the house of my uncle Narayana Murthy Raju by 11:00 along with Srijana. Spent talking with them for 20 minutes. My grandfather Thammi Raju got his locks of hair and thick moustache trimmed closely. He followed a tradition for long. He must have avoided it to keep his head clean and light with a little hair. Old age is defeating him day by day. We gave both of them the clothes brought by Srijana formally. Thence we walked to the house of my younger paternal grandfather Narayana Murthy. Spent talking with them for 20 minutes. Returned home by 12:30. Had my lunch by 1:00. Took my bicycle to Adduroad by 1:10. Got it repaired and oiled spending 20 rupees. Spent talking with my friends there for 20 minutes. Started to our mango garden at hills by 1:30. Riding bicycle in the sun got me tired and tanned. Reached our mango garden by 2:10. My brother Sambha got an electricity pole (made of cement) planted in our mango garden near pond. Spent talking with my aunt Kumari and my uncle Narayana Murthy at their thatched hut for one hour. She offered me a glass of sugar added lemon water. I felt refreshed after drinking it. Returned home by 5:15 enjoying the bike ride. We did not go to see a film as planned earlier. My paternal uncle Narasimha Murthy Raju came from Tetagunta. We spent talking with him for half an hour. We had supper by 8:00. Spent talking with my brothers and parents for two hours. My brother Sambha was advised to take care of his health. My teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju is distancing himself from his close relatives due to his harsh tone with all. He is developing relationships with rich ones only. He will regret these developments later. Relatives and well-wishers are the social strength of a man. One should not lose them. Went to sleep by 10:30.
28 October (Tuesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Spent all the day at home. My father-in-law and mother-in-law came on a bike by 4:00. They brought coconuts, papayas and lemons. My brother Srinivas met his school friend Kondala Rao of village Ramayyapatnam and spent with him all the day. My brother Sambha spent all the day in our mango garden at hills. He is ensuring that an electric wire is fitted to all the poles leading to our mango garden. They returned home by 6:30. Srinivas took Srijana and Suhas to Adduroad and bought fireworks worth 200 rupees. Today my sister-in-law Sandhya Rani and Srijana fasted till 6:30 in the evening. Then they performed Kedhaareswara Vratham under the guidance of a priest. My mother, my paternal grandmother and my mother-in-law also participated in this formal worship. It’s a custom in our community, for those with surname Datla, to get Kedhaareswara Vratham performed, on Deepavali, by a newly married bride, in the house of her in-laws, under supervision of her mother-in-law. Today my mother Datla Seethayyamma got it performed by her daughter-in-law Srijana Devi. Shot them with the portable digital camera of my cousin Murali. It is a special event for Srijana Devi. Special dishes were prepared for this auspicious occasion. We had supper by 7:30. All of us went up to the terrace of our house by 7:45. My nephews Sujan and Suhas headed our fireworks program. They were not happy with the quantity of fireworks we bought. I watched them bursting firecrackers. I did not have enough money to celebrate this festival of lights. I did not buy new clothes for this occasion. Night talked with my father about his health and his present sources of income. He is drinking enough water. He is walking every morning. My mother is also walking slowly along with him. They are getting treatment and medicines from Kalyani Hospital in Visakhapatnam. They are taking care of their health. It was cold and pleasant outside. Went to sleep by 10:00 for my dreams.
29 October (Wednesday)
Woke up by 4:00. My brother Srinivas, my sister-in-law Sandhya Rani, my nephews Sujan and Suhas and my father left for Narsipatnam Road railway station by 4:15 in an auto rickshaw. They would take Vijayawada-Visakhapatnam passenger train from there to Visakhapatnam. My father goes to Kalyani Hospital for checkup and medicines. My brother Sambha and I went to the nearby filling station by 8:30. I paid 100 rupees for the two litres of petrol he got filled into his bike. It’s to express my affection for him. He is enjoying riding this bike to attend his busy works. I bought this bike from my cousin Kiran. He left for our mango garden at hills by 9:00. Electricity wire is still being fitted to the poles along that road. Sambha is getting it done fast running after the lazy government employees. We spent taking out cashew from nuts for three hours using special domestic tools for it. My mother kept five kilos of cashew nuts for Srijana and me. We use these cashews for making curries delicious. By 3:00 Yesu Babu came from Ramayyapatnam. Gave him two T-shirts, which I am wearing now, as gifts. He is a devoted associate of my brother Sambha. He looked for some money also from me. My father-in-law packed fruits, sweets and pickles for us. My mother-in-law prepared Vegetable Biryani for Srijana and me. We came to the main road at Adduroad by 5:30. Visakhapatnam-Hyderabad Super Luxury Express bus of APSRTC arrived by 6:20. My father-in-law and mother-in-law saw us off. Our reserved seats are 3 and 4 in the front. Srijana took the window seat. We spent watching Telugu feature films on television in it. We had supper by 9:00. It was very tasty. We had sugar added lemon water also, which we brought from home. The bus window was closed.
30 October (Thursday)
We reached Secunderabad by 8:00 in an auto rickshaw from the MGBS. He took 80 rupees for it. Vamsy already left for his ITI. Srijana found a small leather bag in our jute bag. There are a cellphone handset, a 100-rupee note, some coins and a bandage in it. It must be that of a Christian woman working in the Middle East. The cellphone has a TATA Indicom SIM card. When Vamsy tried to operate it, it was found that the number was cancelled by the owner of that phone. Vamsy decided to use it buying another SIM card. This old handset may cost about 600 rupees in the market now. Srijana chose to use that handbag. Reached our office by 11:00 on foot. Typed out and posted a blog titled “Living Deities” on my blog site by 1:30. I wrote about my views on the value of parents in one’s life in it. The pain I felt after seeing my parents at home made me write this blog. By 2:45 saw the photo of the prospective bride of my cousin Kiran emailed by him. He sought my opinion on her beauty. For long, it has been our mutual decision to finalize his bride after both of us approving her beauty. Kiran is a very handsome boy. I want to see him as the husband of a compatible beauty because he deserves it. Called him up and told him that she gets 70 marks for 100 for her beauty. He felt happy. I observed that every handsome boy cannot marry a beauty. Kiran is lucky in this regard. He cannot marry a girl without the approval of his father. Luckily, his father found a beauty for him. Congratulated Kiran on this occasion. Returned home by 9:15. My brother Srinivas liked the three pairs of cloth pieces I bought recently to be given by Srijana to them on behalf of her parents formally. He decided to get two pairs of clothes stitched for him and buy readymade clothes for Suhas. Slept by 10:00.
31 October (Friday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Reached our office by 11:00 on foot. Today there was no much work for me in the office. Edited the photos, which I recently shot in our village Peda Gummuluru, on computer. Moved to tears when editing the photos of my mother. She is becoming old and weak. I have to spend a lot of money to see her happy and healthy. I have no money. My father does not spend much money for her because money and lands are more important for him than her. He daily worships his favorite deities at home. He neglects the human beings around him. Typed out and posted a blog titled “TIME” on my blog site by 4:00. I described the concept of time in 26 sentences in it. Every sentence starts with a letter of English alphabet, in order. Today is my last working day in this office as a Content Writer. Spent talking with my boss Gouravaram Srinivasa Rao for half an hour. Typed out a two-page letter titled “Leave-taking” and emailed him. I expressed my sense of gratitude to Shri Ramakantha Rao for the salary he paid me for all these nine months. He gave me an opportunity to come out of a hell of circumstances. I did not work amazingly for this company because they did not need it. The management did not have time to interact with me much. The best can be achieved when the management of a company can interact with each of their employees regularly. Ramakant does not finalize anything fast. He expects his subordinates to do it. He has to finalize it. It kills time. Returned my employee identity card to them by 8:30. They give my pending documents when I need them. Srinivasa Rao is a great boss. May God bless him. Returned home by 9:30. Had my supper by 9:45. Winter is in its room. Went to sleep by 10:30.
1 November (Saturday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Took a BPO cab at Vikrampuri by 9:30. Reached Jubilee Hills Check Post by 10:00. Thence walked and reached the department of Apollo Healthstreet in the premises of Apollo Health City at Film Nagar by 10:30. They earlier informed me to attend the second round of interview here today for the position of Assistant Manager, Content. They kept me sitting there for half an hour. Then they told me that the supposed person to interview us had to go for an urgent meeting. They would inform us later when to come for this round of interview. Met my friend Arun there. He also came there to attend this interview. He is looking for the position of writer or editor. Advised him to contact Srinivasa Rao of Thoran Technologies. They are searching for a content writer. Took two city buses and returned to my abode by 2:15. Had my lunch by 2:30. Rested for one hour. By 4:00 Srijana and I left for Secunderabad railway station by a city bus. Thence we took a Medchal bound city bus for Kandla Koya. We reached there by 5:30. Vamsy called us up. He said that he forgot the key of our abode to keep with him. We left rice and soup in the abode for him. They get wasted. Warned Srijana to avoid such things. I don’t like people misusing or wasting food items. Srijana and I reached the abode of Jagannaadha Raju, the paternal uncle of Srijana, by 5:45, strolling along the road, in the cool evening. It is Andhra Pradesh Formation Day today. Separate Telangana State movement is at its peak now. Selfish Telangana leaders want unique political power over their people. The ideal of unity in diversity is in peril now due to these separatist tendencies in people. I don’t like India being divided into many pieces. Went to sleep by 10:00.
2 November (Sunday)
Woke up by 6:30. Took a bath with hot water by 7:15. Today it is the festival of snakes for the traditional Hindus in Andhra Pradesh. We call it Naagula Chavithi. They cleared foliage around an anthill near their abode. Srijana and I offered specially prepared food items, eggs and cow milk to the snakes supposed to hide in that anthill. They decorated the surface of this anthill with marks of white flour after watering it. It’s a custom of Hindus. I followed it as a Hindu. It does not affect others. Perhaps snakes devour these eggs at night. Squirrels and such other creatures may eat the remaining items. We spent there till 5:30. It’s about eight acres of land with a poultry farm, mango and cashew trees and some other plants. The present market value of this land would be about 10 crore rupees. Jagannaadha Raju, the uncle of Srijana, is its supervisor. Appala Raju owns this land. Knew that they would cut these trees in two days’ time. They are not getting profit from these trees every year. They will get warehouses built here and lease them out to multinational companies. They would get about one crore rupees every year through this business. The rich are interested in making profits. Governments are investing in profitable businesses only to attract industrialists and billionaires. Benefits and profits are the goals of the present people and governments. Ignorant and good people cannot live happily in this highly materialistic society. Took two buses and returned to our abode by 7:45. On the way, bought 40 folic acid tablets for Srijana. The dark circles around her eyes are disappearing slowly after taking these tablets. She is getting more facial beauty now. Her cute face and childlike nature keep me happy. Went to sleep by 10:00 for my dreams.
3 November (Monday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Reached Shivam Road by 12:30. Spent at Global View Internet café for one hour. Tried to select some photos of Srijana from many to get them printed at a studio. The computer systems here are of low capacity. I could not do my desired kind of work here. Got four copies of my résumé and the college timetable of Srijana printed. Had a glass of sugarcane juice for six rupees. Last year they sold it for five rupees with or without ice. This year they made it six rupees without ice. I did not like this price hike. Took a city bus and reached the government ITI at Musheerabad by 1:45. Vamsy got a chance to get Machinist Trade, opting out of his present course at the Centre for Excellence. Gangadharachari, the instructor of this trade, demanded a bribe of 3000 rupees for this internal trade change. This vacancy arose because a student left this course in the middle to pursue Intermediate course. Chari told me that this trade has better job opportunities after course completion. He told Vamsy to pay this bribe by tomorrow morning to reserve this seat. We left this place by 2:00. We reached the branch office of Bharat Gas at Boiguda by 2:15. We enquired at the customer service counter there about the money to be paid to them for getting a new domestic LPG cylinder connection. They said that it would be delivered in a week’s time at a price of 6000 rupees. It’s higher than the normal market rates from the other service providers. They are cheating people. We returned home by 3:15. Spent my time reading Eenadu and watching television. My cousin Kiran came by 4:30. We all spent talking till 11:00 about his fiancée. Went to sleep by 11:15.
4 November (Tuesday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Took a BPO cab and reached Raheja IT Park at Madhapur by 11:45. Walked to the office of BA Continuum Solutions Private Limited by 12:00. I found these buildings very attractive. When I was waiting for the HR executive to interview me, I got a phone call from the HR executive of Deloitte in Hyderabad. She asked me to define Page Break, Section Break, Comma and Semicolon. I could not do it well. She found me unsuitable for the position they have. I know how to use language but not how to teach or describe English grammar points. This is how HR departments are functioning now. They must look for quality cloth and then use that material for stitching it according to their requirements. They cannot get perfectly suitable readymade clothes always. I pity these companies with such mechanical HR sections. Lalita, the HR executive of BA Continuum, talked with me for 20 minutes. They are looking for Quality Analyst in English language. They want somebody interested to remain with them for years together. They train candidates continuously and so expect them to be with them for long. I told her that I am not the right candidate for this position. I don’t like working night shifts because God created night for humans to rest and relax. Man should live as per the norms of nature to get natural death. The modern man is trying to earn more than necessary and enjoy his life extremely. The result is special diseases and sad untimely deaths. Returned home by 2:30. Srijana and I went to a nearby Internet café by 4:30. Typed out and added one more page of content to my one-page résumé. Uploaded it into my naukri.com account. Evening spent on the terrace of our abode for 30 minutes enjoying breezes. Went to sleep by 10:00.
5 November (Wednesday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Washed a pair of clothes by 10:30. Took a bath by 11:00. Walked to the office of Thoran Technologies by 11:30. Spent there editing the photos of Srijana till 5:30. Finalized 155 photos on the computer of Sandeep of Sanbow Technologies. I want to get these photos printed and present to Srijana on her next birthday as a gift. Returned home by 6:30. On the way, talked with a photographer at a studio about the quality of the photos I edited today on a computer. He said that he has to redo them. Today Barack Hussein Obama was appointed as the 44th President of the United States of America after a long electoral process. He will be President of the USA officially from 20 January, 2009. I am very happy at this development in the democracy of the USA. Americans have been criticized for their thoughts and acts of racial discrimination for decades. Now they elected an African American to rule them for four years. It reflects the cultural growth of Americans. The character of a person is more important than his race or origin to rule a nation. Obama is an admirable person in this respect. His life symbolizes poverty, and struggle for self-reliance and self-esteem. Now the USA is in the troubles of economic depression and foreign policy. To retain the image of the USA as a superpower, Obama has to resolve these burning issues, choosing the best people to work as part of his team. Since intelligent Americans opted for his visionary leadership, he must develop the USA a lot, building strong relations with all nations. He must transform the USA from the image of “International Police” to “Honest and Reliable Friend”. He must be a great man to do it rather than a selfish and strategic ruler. Went to sleep by 10:30.
6 November (Thursday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. By 8:30, an amount of 22,800 rupees was credited to my Axis Bank account. This is my last salary from Thoran Technologies & Services Private Limited for the month of October. By 11:30 went to the post office at Rethifile Bus Station. Sent a Money Order for 3000 rupees to the maternal grandmother of my cousin Kiran at his request. Earlier he lent me this money to pay bribe for the ITI trade change of Vamsy. Srijana avoided going to her college today saying that she had two classes only. We rested at home for some time. We two left for RTC Crossroads by a city bus by 4:15. Vamsy left for home by the time we reached the ITI at Musheerabad. He got Machinist Composite Trade in the second phase of counseling in the ITI at Musheerabad. He took his certificates back from the ITI at Mallepally. This place is more convenient for him to commute daily by city buses. Srijana and I saw the Telugu film “Souryam” of Gopichand from 6:00 to 8:30 in cinema Odeon at RTC Crossroads. We enjoyed watching it throughout. We had idlies in Hotel Krishna Darshini by 8:45. We had to wait for Kiran to return home. We saw the Telugu film “Blade Baabjee” in cinema Saptagiri from 9:00 to 11:30. It’s a comedy. We liked its story and dialogues a lot. Srijana and I had a bottle of Sprite cool soft drink in this cinema. It costs nine rupees outside. They sold it for 14 rupees in it. They exploit people in every possible way. Governments facilitate it. India is a corrupt country. The helpless and the voiceless are its main victims. We walked to the abode of Kiran after seeing this film. He had just come from the office of their client. We spent talking for some time. He worked on his laptop to complete his remaining office work. Went to sleep by 12:30 for my dreams.
7 November (Friday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Evening Kiran is starting to Visakhapatnam to see his fiancée formally tomorrow morning. Told him how to prepare for and face this event. He must wear a casual shirt and blue trousers. He should shave his light beard this evening itself. This night he must take a head bath with lukewarm water. He can shampoo his hair. He must often have fruit juices till the evening. Night he should eat food items prepared with curd so that his eyes can become beautiful during sleep. Tomorrow morning he can take a head bath without shampoo. He should allow his parents and others to talk with the bride party in that formal meeting. He should answer the questions from the bride party with a smile on his face. He should not look at the bride many times. He should not touch the food items or drinks offered by them until they request him twice or thrice. He must behave formally on this occasion. He liked my suggestions. Srijana and I returned to our abode by 8:00. She left for her college by 9:30. Rested for one hour. By 2:30 withdrew 3000 rupees from the ATM Centre of Axis Bank at Karkhana. Walked to the nearby HP Gas agency and booked the supply of an LPG cylinder. Thence walked to the office of Thoran Technologies. Spent there from 3:00 to 5:00. Emailed my CV to a consultancy in response to their job vacancy intimation email. Typed out a three-page email and sent it to Deepthi. I expressed my views on the movement of the political party of her uncle Chiranjeevi. Srijana, Vamsy and I reached Secunderabad railway station by 7:30 by bus. Janmabhoomi Express arrived by 8:15. We received the parents of Srijana. We reached home by 8:45. We had supper by 9:15. Went to sleep by 10:15.
8 November (Saturday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. My friend Raja came by 10:30 from Erragadda. I asked him if he wants to marry a familiar Kshatriya beauty without dowry. He said that his parents are expecting dowry for him. He likes to obey them. My father-in-law, Raja and I went out to buy cooking items by 11:30. We bought a 25-kilo bag of rice for 500 rupees. We bought other items spending 250 rupees. Raja and I had lunch by 11:45. Raja and I started to Mehdipatnam in an auto rickshaw by 1:00. We sat in the office of Sopaana Ads for about 90 minutes. Snehalatha explained me the content writing work I have to do. Their client is into copper wire manufacturing. I have to develop content for them using raw material they provide me. I asked her to pay me two rupees for a word I write. She liked to pay 500 rupees for one page of content I write. I agreed to it. My friend Sriram is working in this ad agency as a designer. He wants to get this freelance writing work done by me. Raja and I returned home by 4:30 by bus. This morning we planned to go to NTR Garden to enjoy our time there. It costs me about 500 rupees to enjoy an evening this way. Avoided it for this reason. Srijana said that she earlier promised Lord Rama in Bhadrachalam that she would come back to see Him within one year’s time. This morning Vamsy enquired them about bus fares to Bhadrachalam from Jubilee Bus Station. It amounted to 3000 rupees for the travel and other expenses for five persons. I avoided this pending pilgrimage for lack of money. Lord Rama loves me. I too love Him. We will meet soon in His place. Raja left for his abode by 9:00. Went to sleep by 10:30 for my dreams.
9 November (Sunday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. My father-in-law, my mother-in-law, Vamsy, Srijana and I stepped out of my abode by 10:15. Withdrew 2000 rupees from the ATM Centre of ICICI Bank at Vikrampuri using my Axis Bank ATM card. We took 7 Z ordinary bus opposite Secunderabad railway station by 11:00 for Zoo Park. We spent visiting different animal and bird enclosures in it for one hour. There are no many animals in this zoo. The water is polluted. They are not providing these imprisoned and helpless creatures with enough food. I pitied their existence here. We enjoyed watching tigers swimming across the water here. We had homemade Vegetable Biryani by 1:15. Thereafter we watched reptiles and nocturnal creatures. We reached Tank Bund by 2:45 by bus. We walked to NTR Garden via Lumbini Park. We spent there for two hours. We spent 60 rupees playing three games of gambling in it. I could not win even one item throwing the wooden rings there. We did not travel in the toy train. We hired an auto rickshaw and reached Secunderabad by 5:30. They bought three sweaters for their relatives spending 400 rupees. I bought a wristwatch of G Time for 225 rupees. It’s light. I need not look attractive or become famous wearing costly gadgets. I have to achieve them as an international writer. I gave my old wristwatch of the same brand to Vamsy. He is looking for a wristwatch for long. Then I bought three T-shirts spending 210 rupees. They are for me to wear at home. We returned home by 6:00. My mother called me by 7:00. She asked me if I am doing well. She also enquired me if Srijana had fasted today on the occasion of holy day of Telugu month Kaartheekam. We had supper by 7:00. Went to sleep by 8:30.
10 November (Monday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Spent watching television till 11:00. Had my lunch by 12:30. Went to the office of Thoran Technologies by 1:00. Spent talking with the staff of Sanbow Technologies for two hours. Replied to a job offer by email. Typed out and posted a blog titled “Why Seeing Films” on my blog site by 3:30. Wrote 16 sentences explaining why everybody should see feature films. This is to keep my blog site updated. Returned home by 4:20. By 6:00 my cousin Sirisha called me from village Durgada. She asked me whether I am doing a job or not. She put her phone down when I told her that I am not doing job. I wanted to keep it as a secret. Recently I revealed this news to my sister-in-law Sandhya Rani. She would have disclosed this news in inevitable circumstances like me. I wonder at people now. They are interested in creating or getting such news, which are trivial and negligible. For them, I am not doing a job means I became pitiable and helpless, which is not true. Employees keep changing jobs for various reasons. If we look for a job, after leaving one, it may take a little more time. An employee lives like a normal human being during this break time. It’s time for him to meet his friends, relatives and others. It’s a little chance for him to pursue his interests. It must be the positive spirit of a dreamer and optimist. God knows how to guide good people. The greatness of a man lies in his being good to all. It’s not a hard game. It’s a matter of proper understanding and balanced execution of life. Sirisha must be upset about me. She did not yet understand human life much. She judges me from her narrow outlook, which I don’t like. Had my supper by 7:30. Went to sleep by 9:30.
11 November (Tuesday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. My father-in-law and mother-in-law left for Ashok Nagar near Serilingampally by 12:30. Spent watching television till 2:00. Then went to the office of Thoran Technologies. Checked my email on the computer of Sandeep of Sanbow Technologies. Meanwhile my friend Krishna Varma came. He spent with us till 8:00. I advised him to go to Egypt as an unskilled worker to earn about 15,000 rupees a month. A recruitment firm, being run by the Government of Andhra Pradesh, is conducting this overseas placement program. He need not spend money for it. He did not like this idea. His old and dependent parents would be happy if he is in India only. His present company owner (of Vijai Electricals) is good at exploiting casual workers. He cannot grow in this mediocre company. He is not interested in getting married now. He said that an ITI candidate with a monthly salary of 5000 rupees cannot find a girl to marry these days. It is a bitter truth. We had supper with potato curry by 7:45. This is all I have now to offer him. We love our helpless friends and relatives. In many cases, we cannot resolve their problems. Morning my cousin Kiran told me that he did not like the bride he met in Visakhapatnam recently along with his parents and relatives. They made her skin color fair in the photo they sent them earlier. She looked wheatish in reality. The mediator thought that Kiran would marry this girl being attracted by the dowry and education associated with this girl. He did not like to marry her considering her color. I did not find his decision immature. They have to search for another beautiful girl for him. Went to sleep by 10:00.
12 November (Wednesday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. By 9:30, Srijana and I started to Ashok Nagar at Serilingampally by bus. We spent there from 11:00 to 2:30. Srijana’s maternal aunt Madhavi and her husband returned from Manuguru by 2:00. Srijana, her parents and I started back to home by 2:45. We bought curtain cloth in a cloth store there for 210 rupees. Got off the bus at Secunderabad by 4:15. Spent browsing Internet in an Internet café there for some time. Got the printouts of my CV. Returned home by 5:30. A tailor in Darji Colony stitched the curtain cloth into two pieces taking 50 rupees. My father-in-law bought a light iron rod and the related items for 100 rupees. He fitted these two pieces of curtain across our bedroom beside bathroom by 7:00. It serves like a temporary wall in this bedroom leaving a narrow way for others to go to the bathroom. My father-in-law devised and implemented this idea to establish privacy for his daughter and me at night when sleeping on bed. A boy and girl should not sleep together when others are watching them. It is culture of India. Public expression of love between a male and a female are a taboo in traditional Hindu families. Somehow it does not suit my psychology. These special arrangements distance married couples from their parents, siblings and close relatives in a considerable way. Everywhere they establish privacy for married couples. A wife and a husband are two distinct individuals, who need to mingle with others proactively, not always thinking and doing something together. They must spend more time with those to whom they were close before their marriage. Thus we can build a healthy and happy society. Today it is Kaartheeka Pournami, a holy day for Hindus. Srijana fasted on this occasion. Night we went into our nearby Temple of Lord Hanuman. Went to sleep by 9:30.
13 November (Thursday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Reached Shivam Road by 9:50 by bus. Spent at Global View Internet café from 10:00 to 4:30. Developed content for Vartika Wire Products Private Limited. It is my freelance content writing work meant for Sopaana Ads. I worked on it for six hours. Emailed it to my friend Sriram and his boss Snehalatha. This morning he told me to do sample work only. He sensed that his boss is looking for other content writers, who do this work at low rate. I have no time to focus on this work for two days. It’s a trivial ad agency in Hyderabad. When and how much she pays me for this work is left to her. Mediocre companies, without standards and values, can get their work somehow done by others but they cannot retain their trust or sustain reliable relationships with them. By 2:30 had two packs of biscuits and a bottle of cool Maaza soft drink for my lunch. Reached Secunderabad railway station by 5:00. Bought a general ticket for 134 rupees to Tuni for my father-in-law Rama Raju for tomorrow to Janmabhoomi Express. Then bought a purse for 20 rupees opposite Ganesh Temple there to give to my father-in-law as a gift. Returned home by 6:00. Gave the purse to Rama Raju keeping two 100-rupee notes in it. I want to see if it brings luck to him or not. This time my cellphone bill amounted to 430 rupees. Paid it this evening. Today Srijana and her parents arranged the household items in my abode properly. It got a decent look now. I liked their planning and managerial skills. My mother-in-law prepared Chicken Biryani for us. Srijana bought a two-litre Sprite bottle. It’s like a domestic dinner for us. We had it by 7:30. Went to sleep by 10:00.
14 November (Friday)
Woke up by 4:30. My father-in-law Rama Raju, Vamsy and I reached Secunderabad railway station by 6:20 by a city bus. I bought two platform tickets for Vamsy and me when they were going toward Janmabhoomi Express. My father-in-law got a seat in a general compartment. I bought a copy of Telugu daily Saakshi for him to read during his train journey. He would reach Tuni by 6:30. His wife prepared and packed Vegetable Biryani for him to have in train. He wore the sweater, which he bought in Hyderabad recently, to face winds of winter. We saw him off by 7:14. We returned home by 8:00 by bus. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had a plate of Biryani and rested on my cot in our private enclosure for two hours. Had my lunch by 12:30. Took a bus and reached Secunderabad by 1:00. When walking towards Rethifile Bus Station, got a phone call from the HR executive of a spoken English institute in Hyderabad. She asked me if I am interested to work as an accent and grammar instructor in their institute. My English accent and grammar skills are poor. I don’t like to spoil others’ careers as an instructor. Teaching is an ideal profession. Now education is commercialized by entrepreneurs in the private sector and corrupt policymakers in public sector. I don’t like to play a role in this dirty field. So, replied her in the negative. Spent browsing Internet at Global View Internet café from 2:30 to 3:20. Meanwhile power cut occurred. Thence walked to Kshatriya Seva Samithi Hostel at DD Colony. Spent there for five minutes talking with Chiranjeevi. Took a direct city bus from Shivam Road and reached Karkhana by 4:45. Collected the 16 passport size color photos of Srijana from Deena’s Studio on the way, which I ordered this afternoon. Went to sleep by 10:30 for my dreams.
15 November (Saturday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Took two city buses and reached Jubilee Hills Check Post by 10:00. Walked to Chiranjeevi Eye & Blood Bank there. Donated 380 millilitres of my blood to this charitable trust for the first time in my life. Earlier I donated my blood twice on different occasions. This is different from them. I love Telugu film actor Chiranjeevi as a good person also. I think this is a good way of expressing my admiration for such man. They told me that I have a lot of blood in my body. They gave me a donor card with an image of Chiranjeevi. I felt a little giddy soon after this blood donation. Rested there a little and recovered. Left for Apollo Healthcity by 11:00. A fellow interviewed me for two minutes. He asked me the spelling of Czechoslovakia. I said I don’t remember it. He said that they would get back to me later. Spent at the abode of my friend Veeru from 12:30 to 1:30. Had my lunch there by 2:00. Took two city buses and reached the abode of my cousin Kiran by 3:45. My teacher uncle K V Rama Raju, two of his friends and I hired an auto rickshaw and reached the White House function hall at L B Nagar by 7:00. The marriage of the granddaughter of Datla Krishnam Raju of village Penumantra took place in it this night. My paternal uncle Narasimha Murthy Raju attended this marriage. I went there by his invitation. The bride and the bridegroom are somewhat compatible in look. Food and other arrangements were commendable. My uncle Narasimha Murthy and I reached the abode of my cousin Murali in Vanasthalipuram by 10:45. We spent talking with them till 12:00. Went to sleep by 12:20.
16 November (Sunday)
Woke up by 6:00. It drizzled due to cyclone. It turned cool. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Rajeswari, the mother of Murali, prepared breakfast and tea for us by 7:30. We spent talking with them for one hour. Bala, the brother of Murali, accompanied us up to NGO Colony bus stop. My uncle Narasimha Murthy and I reached Dilsukh Nagar by 10:00 by bus. Thence we took another city bus and reached Madhura Nagar at Yousufguda by 11:00. We spent in the abode of son-in-law of Datla Krishnam Raju of Penumantra from 11:15 to 2:15. We had breakfast and lunch there. Now my uncle is working as the supervisor of the coconut garden of Datla Krishnam Raju in village Tetagunta. We spent here based on that relationship with him. They gave some wedding related gifts and sweets to my uncle before leaving. We took two city buses and reached my abode at Kakaguda by 3:15. We spent watching television for one hour. By 4:30 we started to Secunderabad railway station by bus. My uncle bought three shorts for his son Shiva at the roadside cloth stalls in Monda Market area there. He bargained before buying every item. He kept his money in the secret pocket of his trousers. There are many pickpockets in twin cities at busy places. My uncle kept his money in a perfect place. He did not buy anything for his wife or him. We returned home by 6:00 by bus. It was cloudy and cold. We spent watching the live telecast of presentation of Nandi Awards at L B Stadium on Maa television channel. The Congress government presented awards for the years 2005 and 2006. It appeared ‘politically motivated’ to me. The ruling Congress Party is scared of losing coming election in this state. They are not leaving any stone unturned to woe voters. Went to sleep by 10:00 for my dreams.
17 November (Monday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Rested for two hours on my cot. My uncle Narasimha Murthy and I had lunch by 11:45. We took two buses and reached the abode of my cousin Kiran at RTC Crossroads by 1:00. We talked with my teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju for two hours. His wife Subba Lakshmi browned groundnut kernel for us. His bosom friend Satthi Babu, my two uncles and I walked towards Chikkadpally searching for electronics stores to buy a refrigerator for Kiran. We did not find our desired outlet there. Thence we hired an auto rickshaw and reached Big Bazaar outlet at Abids by 5:30. We selected a Samsung 230 litre double door refrigerator in a Bajaj outlet there. Then we went to three electronics stores there and enquired them about the price of the same piece to reach a conclusion about the rate to buy it. My cousin Kiran came there by 6:30 on his bike. We took the product from the Bajaj outlet there. Kiran paid 13,800 rupees for this fridge using his ICICI credit card. He chose a maroon piece. He left for his office by 6:45. My uncle Narasimha Murthy, Satthibabu and I returned to the abode of Kiran by 7:00 in an auto rickshaw spending 50 rupees. My uncle Narasimha Murthy and I had supper there and returned to my abode at Kakaguda by 7:45. This morning we bought a general ticket at Secunderabad railway station for his journey tomorrow morning. He kept his luggage ready. We spent talking and watching television for about two hours. He narrated me his life and the way of the world as he understood and experienced it so far. I found it insightful and interesting. One’s success and happiness depend on one’s hard work and luck. Went to sleep by 11:00.
18 November (Tuesday)
Woke up by 5:15. Got ready by 5:30. My uncle Narasimha Murthy took a bath and had a little homemade breakfast item by 5:50. My mother-in-law and Srijana prepared Vegetable Biryani for him. They packed it in a plastic box for him. We filled drinking water in a two-litre empty 7 Up bottle for him. We two reached Secunderabad railway station by 6:15 by a city bus. I stood at the railway general ticket counter near Rethifile Bus Stand and bought a platform ticket for me by 6:30. Then rushed to platform 2 to find a seat for him in a general compartment of Janmabhoomi Express. It was already filled with passengers. We could get a seat for him in a few seconds. Bought a copy of Telugu daily Saakshi for him. The train left the station by 7:15. I could not buy even a small gift for him, my aunt Vimala or my cousins. It hurt me. Came back to my abode by 7:40 by bus. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Telugu film actor Chiranjeevi is successfully touring the Rayalaseema region addressing people and seeking their support for him to improve their lots. The cyclone damaged crops and affected lives. Rested for two hours on cot. Had my lunch by 11:30 and left for the abode of my cousin Kiran. My teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju and I went to the office of Bharat Gas at Boiguda by 2:00 by bus. They told him that a new domestic LPG cylinder connection won’t be sanctioned without producing the proof of ration card. His son Kiran is yet to apply for a pink ration card. Went to Global View Internet café by Shivam Road to browse Internet. There was Internet service problem. Returned home by 6:00. Had my supper by 8:15. Went to sleep by 10:00 for my dreams.
19 November (Wednesday)
Woke up by 5:30. Freshened up myself by 6:10. Vamsy left for Secunderabad railway station by 5:45 to keep two seats for his mother and him. My mother-in-law Saraswati Devi and I hired an auto rickshaw and reached there by 6:30. Bought a platform ticket for me. Took her to her son. They got two window seats to travel up to Tuni. Bought a copy of Telugu daily Saakshi and a copy of Telugu weekly Swati. They were for them to read when travelling. My mother-in-law has to sign documents to take out a loan of 10,000 rupees there. Vamsy is accompanying her for a short visit to his home. He likes travelling a lot. Came back to home by 7:10. Bought a dozen bananas and brought home for me and Srijana. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Srijana left for her degree college by 9:00. Spent at home watching television. Srijana returned from her college by 4:30. Spent browsing Internet at a nearby Internet café from 5:20 to 6:20. I like to live doing freelance writing. I replied to two freelance work projects. I observed that daily going to the office of an employer makes one into an automated machine. I had no time to spend for myself, my wife or my relatives when I was an employee. I can keep my time in my control through freelance writing. Lord Krishna has to guide me. I can have hopes and dreams. I may have plans to realize them fast. Nothing happens until God blesses me. His plans and dreams must be different for me. Maintaining balance is important in life. Self-tuning is necessary for it. Srijana and I had supper by 7:30. Went to sleep by 8:30.
20 November (Thursday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Srijana avoided going to her college today. We spent at home most of the day watching television. By 4:15 we took a city bus and reached Secunderabad railway station. From Rethifile bus stand, we took another city bus and reached RTC Crossroads by 4:45. We had pineapple juice, color lemon soda, browned groundnut kernel, and onion snacks. Srijana bought two tickets for 70 rupees at cinema Sandhya 35 MM by 5:15. We saw the Telugu film “Surya, S/o Krishnan” from 6:00 to 8:30 in it. The hero narrates his story in the company of his loving and caring father in a modest and retrospective manner. It is the story of an ordinary man, enjoying and discovering his life under the guidance of his poor father. Krishnan dies of throat cancer caused by his smoking. Surya is not a bright student. His father is a source of inspiration for him. Krishnan’s is a love marriage. Surya finds his first love during a train journey. He falls in love with her with the first look itself. He pursues her to win her love and marry her. She goes to the USA for her further studies. Surya too goes to the USA to prove the reliability of his love for her. They stay together in her university campus for three months. She too falls in love with him. She dies in a mishap soon. He returns to India desolately with her haunting memories. He takes much time to recover from that tragedy of love. Thereafter he marries another girl. He deeply misses his father at heart on this journey of his life. There are no dramatic turns or events in the life of Surya. The story develops and ends slowly. It portrays a simple life blessed with strong family bonds of India. It’s an excellent film for me. Srijana and I returned home by 9:30. We had noodles by 10:00. Went to sleep by 10:30.
21 November (Friday)
Woke up by 6:30. Spent most of the day at home resting on cot and watching television. By 2:30 reached the office of Helix Technology Solutions by Road No. 2 at Banjara Hills. They called me for an interview for the position of content writer. I found their office attractive. Their HR executive interviewed me for 20 minutes. This time I presented my latest CV of two pages, which I updated one week ago. It projects me as a content writer with calibre and self-respect. The HR executive appeared a little scared of my views expressed in this CV. She noted down my present and expected salary figures. She said that she would get back to me after consulting her director. The husband of an interviewee there took my CV to keep it with him. He remarked that my CV is interesting. He is a taxi driver. I liked his compliment. Returned to Karkhana by 4:30 by bus. Spent browsing Internet at an Internet café for one hour. Mamta, a cousin of Srijana, emailed me her doubts on the poem “Ganshyam” of Sarojini Naidu and a few terms in ELT. I could not find this poem anywhere like her. I am a novice at ELT. Forwarded this email to my friend Colin Leslie Kelman in Bangalore. He is good at English literature. Returned home by 6:00. Talked with Colin and Viswa Prasad for 20 minutes over my cellphone. Colin is happy as an English teacher with his wife and kid. He will take his students to Egypt soon as part of their school tour. Viswa Prasad is waiting for the implementation of recommendations of sixth pay commission in India. Now he is working as an English lecturer at Maulana Azad National Urdu University in Gachibowli. They agreed to help Mamta. Went to sleep by 9:30.
22 November (Saturday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Srijana left for her college by 9:30. Spent watching television for some time. Had my lunch by 12:40. Srijana returned from her college by 12:45. She asked me to go to Secunderabad and bring yellow berries for her. Searched for them in the nearby food stores. They cost 20 rupees per kilo in the open market. These businessmen don’t get much profit selling them. Bought apple slices for 25 rupees in the nearby Food World outlet. Apples are very costly now. Gave them to Srijana and went to the nearby Internet café by 3:00. Spent there till 6:30. Typed out a blog titled “An Open Dialogue” and posted on my blog site by 6:15. It’s a fictional interview between Telugu film actor Chiranjeevi and me. I discussed the recent political campaign by him in the Rayalaseema region, democracy in India now and the related issues in it. I conducted this interview under a huge banyan tree on the outskirts of Hyderabad. It’s a savage satire on India and politics in India as I understand them now. Every political party is promising dreams and gifts to all to attract voters during election. Thieves, robbers and killers are entering politics to exploit and scare the people. The media is discussing their lives and acts. The intellectuals and idealists are worried about it in India. The Election Commission is a dead agency in this nation. They facilitate atrocities of mighty contestants during elections. Corporate funding to political parties encourages lobbying and corruption. It’s a vicious web affecting the lives of the poor and the helpless across India. Srijana and I brought my mother-in-law and Vamsy from Secunderabad railway station by 7:45. Went to sleep by 10:30.
23 November (Sunday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Most of the time, spent watching television. Went to the abode of my cousin Kiran by 4:30. Took yellow berries, homemade sweets, a papaya and lemons to them. My teacher uncle felt happy. Meanwhile Kiran came. He had the papaya slices I cut. We went to the branch of VLCC near Liberty Circle at Himayat Nagar on his bike by 5:30. We asked them about the charges of weight reduction services they are offering. Kiran’s mother Subba Lakshmi got much fat in her body. Her husband Venkata Rama Raju is a disciplinarian. He follows balanced diet and healthy lifestyle to keep himself fit always. Subba Lakshmi could not inculcate those good habits though she has been living with him for the last 32 years. She is lazy and careless about her health. The moral responsibility of the educated is to enlighten and guide the innocent. Kiran decided to admit his mother into this fitness firm in the first week of December. She has to get their treatment for three months. They advise suitable diet regimen for her and make her do exercises during this treatment period. Kiran is earning money. He must spend part of it for his mother. She considers her three sons as gods and God’s gifts to her. Came back to my abode by 6:30. Watched the live telecast of the audio release of Telugu film “King” of Nagarjuna and the birthday celebration of his son Naga Chaitanya on Maa television channel from 7:00 to 9:15. I like the handsomeness and goodness of Nagarjuna. Naga Chaitanya is a cute and handsome boy like his father. He talked vigorously on stage facing the audience. He will succeed in films. May God bless him. Went to sleep by 10:30.
24 November (Monday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Srijana and Vamsy left for their educational institutions by 9:30. Watched television for some time and rested on cot for one hour. Dreams pursued me. My brain is full of thoughts and imaginations. My subconscious arena is seeing them creatively at night in that cinema. Had my lunch by 12:40. Went to a nearby Internet café by 12:55. Spent there browsing Internet for one hour. Many saw my two-page CV on naukri.com job portal but few dared call me up because they are scared of individuals with self-respect and honesty. An employer has to shun inferiority complex and hypocrisy to contact me. Earlier I wasted my time and money meeting fools and undisciplined idiots for a job. I could avoid this nuisance after rewriting my CV. Today I applied for three suitable jobs through this job portal. Withdrew 1000 rupees from the nearby ATM Centre of Axis Bank. The balance is 6000 rupees. Bought two small photo albums in the China Bazar outlet for 190 rupees. I can keep 160 photos of 6x4 size in these two albums. I will keep the photos of Srijana in them. Srijana and I took her mother to the nearby Eye Line Opticals clinic by 6:45. She got poor eyesight. She bought the present glasses about 15 years ago. We wanted to change them. Naganna tested her pupils with a reflectometer. They put the glasses and frame for her at 450 rupees. My mother-in-law took five minutes’ time to finalize the color of the frame and the shape of the glasses. I like her taste for such things in her life. He told us to collect the glasses day after tomorrow. I often wonder walking past an optical store. They put many glasses there. Crazy creatures must be after those stylish glasses. Other glasses are for eyesight problems. Night watched television for some time. Went to sleep by 10:00 for my dreams.
25 November (Tuesday)
Woke up by 5:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Took a city bus and reached Secunderabad by 9:15. Kept waiting for a light bus for 30 minutes. There are many buses to Patancheru from here but passengers rush to grab these seats like ants running for sweets hidden in a bush. Reached the Mandal Office bus stop at Ramachandrapuram by 10:45. Thence my friend Krishna Varma took me to the house of his sister in five minutes’ time. I met her after five years. They have a daughter. My friend and I had lunch there by 12:45. Then we took two city buses and reached village Rudraram by 1:30. Krishna Varma has been staying in a rented room there for the last two years. He is sharing that room with another fellow. They pay 700 rupees for this room per month. They cook food and wash their clothes. Each of them can earn 5000 rupees a month working at the Vijai Electricals plant there. They use bicycles to commute daily. Many houses in that village don’t have toilets. There power cut occurs regularly. It is in a little distance from the Greater Hyderabad Municipality. This is why many move to cities from villages in India. The Manjeera Water Pipe passes through this village. Much drinking water is gushing out from the broken points of this huge pipe near this village. Some are bathing there. This is the quality of governments in India now. They don’t repair many things. They repair some for formality. Government property and work means nobody’s. Anybody can explore it, exploit it or neglect it. Met Anantha Varma, the prospective bridegroom of my cousin Sirisha of Durgada, in his rented abode, at Shirdi Sai Nagar, by 5:40. Asked him about his present job, salary and other details. Returned home by 9:00. Went to sleep by 10:00.
26 November (Wednesday)
Woke up by 5:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Spent watching television for some time. Went to the nearby Internet café by 10:00. Typed out a blog titled “Public Issue” and posted it on my blog site by 1:25. I need money now to run my family. I have 6000 rupees in my Axis Bank account now. I can pay the rent for this month and clear some things with this money. I have to borrow money from somebody to stabilize my economy until I get a job and receive my salary. I decided to go for public issue through my blog site to face this situation. I requested my blog readers to lend me 20,000 rupees. I will repay it to them in six months’ time without interest. They may read my eight pre-final level editing personal diaries as a bonus for the help they extend me in this regard. I want to see how my blog readers react to this proposal. I requested girls and women in particular to help me. Every individual is a victim of self-respect. We often depend on our parents, relatives and friends for financial help. One should have more courage and belief in others to do something like this. When I love my fellow Indians, I should talk with them frankly. Broadening my perspective is at work here. I should love them without conditions. Unconditional love improves one’s attitude and transforms one into a good human being. I am on the way. Collected photos of Srijana from Deena’s Studio by 2:00. He charged five rupees for each of these 158 photos. There are eight photos of me in them. My mother-in-law and I put those photos in two albums. I did not like the quality of some photos. A good camera can create wonders. By 7:30 collected the glasses of my mother-in-law from the opticals store. Vamsy also got his eyes tested spending 100 rupees. They prescribed glasses for him. I too must get glasses then! Went to sleep by 10:30 for my dreams.
27 November (Thursday)
Woke up by 5:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Washed a pair of clothes by 9:00. Rested for two hours on cot. Took a bath and had my lunch by 12:05. Watched television for one hour. Walked to the office of Thoran Technologies by 1:30. Spent there browsing Internet for one hour. Took a city bus for Serilingampally from Secunderabad by 4:00. Met Sagi Anantha Varma by 5:15 and walked to his rented abode at Shirdi Sai Colony along with him. I took the album of our wedding photos and the photo of my cousin Sirisha to show him. My uncle Chanti Babu of Durgada liked him as a suitable bridegroom for his daughter Sirisha. This boy wanted to see the photo of my cousin. She appears in our wedding photos album also. He found the girl beautiful and compatible to him. My brother Sambha is organizing a formal meeting of the parties of the bride and the bridegroom at our house in Peda Gummuluru on this Saturday. The bride and the bridegroom look at each other formally on this occasion. He is starting tomorrow morning by Janmabhoomi Express to attend this occasion. My uncle, my maternal aunt Surya Bhaskaramma and Sirisha would reach our house by this Saturday morning. I advised Anantha Varma on how to prepare himself for this occasion. His marriage is due for long. His younger brother is in the Indian Army. His prospective bride is waiting to marry him. Anantha Varma’s marriage facilitates it. I am happy to know that I could play a little role in bringing a good boy and a good girl together this way. I am interested in love and marriage. Returned home by 8:15. It turned cool today due to depression over bay of Bengal. I enjoyed it. Went to sleep by 10:00.
28 November (Friday)
Woke up by 5:30. It was cool and rainy. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Srijana avoided going for the morning classes at her college. When resting on cot, got a phone call from an executive of Shore Infotech at Madhapur. She asked me to speak a little on the topic of dowry. I did it in three sentences. She found my communication skills good. She told me to attend an interview in their office by 1:00 today. It was already 11:30. Took a bath and had my lunch hurriedly. Hired an auto rickshaw and rushed to Madhapur. I was there in time spending 110 rupees. Reached the office of Shore Infotech by 1:10. A beautiful woman interviewed me for five minutes. I liked her dress and voice. Her communication skills are better than mine. She handed me to their quality analyst. She must be about 24. She is slim. She must be from West Bengal. She has been working here for the last 55 months. She looked like Swagata Gupta. She must be the sister of that Bengali beauty. I felt as if I met my goddess of beauty after years when interacting with her. She took me to a computer system and explained me how to do a test on it. I struggled with it for about three hours. It is related to stocks and report preparation. Then I typed out two short biographies of company executives depending on the details provided by them. Then I defined four terms related to stock market. A fish swam in an unfamiliar pond. Ended it by 4:00. When returning home in a BPO cab, got a phone call from the same people. They informed me to come to their office tomorrow morning for attending their selection process for the position of content writer. I did not know what was happening at their end. Reached home by 5:30. Had my supper by 7:30. Went to sleep by 10:00.
29 November (Saturday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. It’s drizzling due to depression over Bay of Bengal. Took a bath with lukewarm water by 7:45. Vamsy bought an electric water heater for 50 rupees to face this winter. He puts it in water for some time to heat it up. I am mostly using cold water for my bath to keep my body strong. Hired an auto rickshaw by 8:33. Reached the police station junction at Madhapur by 9:00 spending 110 rupees. Walked to the office of Shore Infotech. The HR executive there told me to leave. Yesterday evening they informed me to come this morning again for an interview. Returned home by 11:00. Spent rest of the day at home watching television. By 4:45 my brother Sambha called me from Peda Gummuluru. The marriage of my cousin Sirisha and Anantha Varma will take place on 27 February, 2009. A priest decided this auspicious date for it. My brother Sambha and I managed this match strategically and made it successful. I told a lie to make this marriage a reality. Now Anantha Varma is getting 8,000 rupees per month as salary from the pharmaceutical company Biological E Limited as a Chemist. I told my uncle Chanti Babu that he is getting 15,000 rupees per month as salary. Anantha Varma is a man of great character. His salary looks trivial in comparison to present salary figures in many companies. He is not responsible for his small salary but circumstances. One’s character is more important than one’s salary to sustain one’s married life with one’s spouse for long. My cousin Sirisha will be a great wife to Anantha Varma. They match well. May Lord Krishna guide them towards success and happiness. Went to sleep by 10:30.
30 November (Sunday)
Woke up by 5:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Spent all the day at home. Checked Eenadu classifieds for opportunities to earn money. I found paper work and data entry jobs suitable for me to earn a little money until I get a good job. Called my friend Ramu Naidu to ask for money. He expressed his helplessness. He is honest. I know about his financial condition. He was in Vizianagaram railway station when I contacted him over phone. He is bringing his wife to Guntur by Prashanthi Express. Now he is getting trained as a Commercial Assistant there. Srijana told me that it was on this date that I talked with her one year ago for the first time over phone after the finalization of our marriage date. Felt happy at it. Bought noodles for 20 rupees and one bottle of Sprite soft drink for 20 rupees to celebrate this occasion. Evening my cousin Kiran called me up and advised me to borrow money from him if I need. His father is taking much of his salary every month to teach him economic discipline. He thinks that excess money makes one forget the value of one’s money. More money means more desires and more indiscipline. Less money means a few needs only and a great effort to live a balanced life. I like his treatment toward his son. Kiran spends his money carelessly now and then. His father wants to cure this psychic disorder in his dearest son. Kiran cannot help me in these conditions. My maternal aunt Surya Bhaskaramma is very happy at the finalization of her daughter’s marriage with disciplinarian and gentleman Anantha Varma. She thanked me for my role in making it fast and possible. I don’t deserve her gratitude but God. He uses His disciples as honorary facilitators to help and guide His subjects. He directs all according to His master plan. Went to sleep by 10:45.
1 December (Monday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Rested for one hour. Had my lunch by 12:00. Bought a ticket for 134 rupees to Tuni at the railway ticket counter near Rethifile Bus Stand for Janmabhoomi Express. My mother-in-law would start back to her home this Wednesday morning. Reached Kothi by 2:00 by a city bus. Thence walked to the General Post Office at Abids. Enquired them about the availability of application forms for the post of Junior Lecturer in English at government junior colleges in Andhra Pradesh. They gave notification recently in newspapers for these government job vacancies. The present state government, led by Congress Party, is giving notifications for many jobs, to attract voters, minding the election soon. I want to give it a try. They said that these application forms are yet to reach them from government. Thence walked to the nearby outlet of Deccan Pen Stores, opposite BATA showroom, and bought a tourist guide version diary of 2009 for 99 rupees. Eagle Press published it. Walked to Kothi and took a bus for Vidya Nagar. Spent browsing Internet at Global View Internet café for 45 minutes. Enquired about the loan schemes in the office of Muthoot Finance there. They make loans on gold at a monthly interest rate of two rupees per 100 rupees. I liked it. Collected my letters from the KSS Hostel by 5:00. Took a bus and reached the abode of my cousin Kiran by 5:15. Spent talking with my teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju and my aunt there for 30 minutes. Returned to Karkhana by 6:30. Withdrew 4000 rupees from the ATM Centre of Axis Bank there to pay my house rent. The balance is 1290 rupees. Talked with my friend Vijaya Krishna and my cousin Murali to know if they can lend me 10,000 rupees. Spent watching television for one hour. Had my supper by 7:30. Went to sleep by 10:30.
2 December (Tuesday)
Woke up by 7:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Morning proposed the idea of using the gold bangles of Srijana for taking out a loan of 10,000 rupees from the branch of Muthoot Finance by Shivam Road. She said that she would ask her father to do it at the gold merchants in Tuni. I did not like that idea. It’s a small issue. Spent watching television for one hour. Washed a pair of clothes and took a head bath by 11:45. Had my lunch by 12:15. My mother-in-law prepared cauliflower curry very tastily. Took a bus and reached Rethifile Bus Stand by 1:00. Went to the nearby post office and posted the envelope to my uncle in Durgada. Kept the color photo of Anantha Varma in it. My maternal aunt Bhaskaram wants to show it to her near and dear ones. She is happy for getting such good son-in-law after searching for a suitable bridegroom for their daughter Sirisha for long. Bought a bottle gourd for 10 rupees at a grocery store and returned home by 2:30. I did not feel like checking my emails today. I have to spend 15 rupees to browse Internet in an Internet café for one hour. My requests made to my friend Vijaya Krishna and my cousin Murali to lend me money turned fruitless. Vijay is working as a stockbroker in Vijayawada now. The stock market is down now. He expressed his inability to lend me now. My cousin Murali must have about 50,000 rupees in his bank account now. It seems he loves his money more than his parents, brother or friends. He remained silent instead of telling something. Earlier he told me that he likes to invest his savings in a profitable venture. He does not benefit from lending me money. He is trying to grow as a spiritualist, following the principles of Shri Ramchandra Mission. He is a materialist to the core. Self-reformation is a long process. Hope my Lord Krishna helps me soon. Went to sleep by 9:30.
3 December (Wednesday)
Woke up by 6:00. My mother-in-law already got ready. She prepared Vegetable Biryani for our breakfast and lunch. We hired an auto rickshaw and reached Secunderabad railway station by 6:30. Bought a platform ticket for me for three rupees. Her son Vamsy already came and kept a seat for her in a general compartment. Janmabhoomi Express left the station by 7:15. She gets off it at Tuni railway station. She cannot read. Took the cellphone number of her co-passenger and asked him to guide her in getting off it at Tuni. Vamsy and I returned home by 8:00 by bus. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Watched television for some time. Went to a nearby Internet café by 10:20. Visited the website www.twocircles.net on the advice of my friend Vijaya Krishna earlier. Came across the blog of Anupam Kher there. I found it amazing. Typed out about 1000 words to leave my comment below it. When I clicked on preview button there, it disappeared. Then only I could suspect the credentials of this website. It’s a very important message for me. I regretted its loss deeply. Typed out a long blog titled “Bloody Indians” and posted it on my blog site by 2:50. I vehemently expressed my fury at those blokes in these words. Advised such idiots in India not to start worthless social networking sites to earn money. An important thought lost is like a treasure missing forever. Power cuts and bad websites kill our creativity. Bloody Indians start many things fast but don’t care for their quality and reliability afterwards. Honesty and consistency in providing services is their last priority. They are criminals in India. They are more dangerous and poisonous than external enemies. Cursed them in it. Went to sleep by 10:30.
4 December (Thursday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Srijana and Vamsy left for their abodes of learning by 9:30. I remained at home like a fatherly figure. God must have given me these winter holidays. Lord Krishna knows that I like this season a lot. Spent watching television for some time. Rested on cot for some time. Went to the nearby Internet café by 12:20. Spent there browsing Internet for two hours. Typed out and posted a short blog on my blog site informing my blog readers about a fraudulent online moneymaking scheme. Had a plate of Egg Noodles for 22 rupees by 2:45. It’s a bad fast food item. Returned home by 3:00. Spent watching television for some time. Went to the office of Thoran Technologies by 6:30 on foot. Told them to ready payslips, relieving letter and Form 16 for me. I have to submit them to my new employer when I get a job. Srinivasa Rao told me that he begot another female baby recently. Congratulated him. Advised him to wait for a male baby. He opposed that idea. He said that he is content with his two female children. I think that a mother should have a daughter and a father should have a son. Told him that I would come to collect those forms from him in a few days. This afternoon called up my former colleague Jobin Mathew to inform him about a job vacancy I am not interested in. He did not have time even to listen to me for long. Priorities change to people in course of time. He never called me after I left OMS3. I often called and emailed to him. Perhaps he did not perceive a benefit or happiness in being in touch with me. I observed such tendencies even in some of my other friends. Taking initiative to interact is for friendship. Reacting casually to an interaction is for formality. Friends are greater than hypocrites. Went to sleep by 9:45.
5 December (Friday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Took two city buses and reached the abode of my friend Veeranjaneyulu at Jubilee Hills by 11:30. Now he is finishing up a painting of Lord Venkateshwara. It will be taken to the USA soon. Spent talking with him for two hours. Handed the two filled in party membership forms of Chiranjeevi. These are two youth I encouraged to join Praja Rajyam party, led by Telugu film actor Chiranjeevi. Had my lunch along with Veeru by 1:30. When checking my email on his computer, I saw an offensive comment, left to be posted on my blog site by me. It was in response to my blog titled “Criminals in India”, which I posted yesterday. One bogus online moneymaking scheme named www.mevinlife.com was targeted by me in it. It is to alert others about this online fraud. One of my blog readers must have informed these scoundrels about my blog using their online feedback form. Cheats scare when their fraud is discovered by one and is spread to many fast. They tend to use abusive language addressing the whistle-blower. They did it in their aggressive comment. They used phrases like “mother fucker” addressing me in the disguise of anonymity. Typed out about 1000 words to answer back to their comment fairly and mercilessly. I am a lover and speaker of truth. I believe that they are cheating people. I wrote about it in my blog. They should counter my allegation explaining the credentials of their online business venture. Challenged them to do it on my blog site itself if their business is genuine and reliable. God punishes them soon for their sin and fraud. Returned home by 7:00. Had my supper by 7:30. Watched television for some time. Went to sleep by 10:00.
6 December (Saturday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Watched television for some time. Rested on cot for some time. An executive called me up and asked me if I want to buy their cellphone. The Reliance folks are exploiting me now. I should not invite others also to cheat me. Spent browsing Internet at the nearby Internet café from 12:30 to 3:00. I did not find any comment on my blog site in response to my long comment posted earlier below my blog titled “Criminals in India”. My words must have educated them. Their website www.mevinlife.com is still there. Removing that website must be their reaction if they really changed to the better. They did not do it. Searched for the address of CID in Hyderabad. Emailed my complaint against this website to the two email ids given there. They bounced in three seconds. The respective email ids of the CID (Criminal Investigation Department) are out of order. Called up two police. They responded carelessly. This gross negligence of the police department infuriated me. Typed out a long blog titled “The State of My State” and posted it on my blog site. I wrote about anarchy in Andhra Pradesh and this nation due to inefficient and corrupt governments and bureaucracy. The Supreme Court of India is also a corrupt and dead institution. Millions of cases are pending at various courts of law in India. Lawyers and judges are there for the rich and the influential. Politicians are busy in their power hunt game. Industrialists are after money and fame. Celebrities are after publicity and fashion. Cricket and films are spoiling youth. India is a bad country now for the good people. Expressed my fury of this order in this blog. Some read it. They can influence many. Went to sleep by 10:00.
7 December (Sunday)
Woke up by 6:00. Spent reading Eenadu for one hour. Spent all the day at home watching television and resting on cot. Afternoon my mother talked with me over phone. She asked me about my job status. She is daily walking on the terrace of our house for exercise. My father is walking along road. Janaki, the mother-in-law of my brother Sambha, is staying with them now. Her husband passed away a few months ago. The untimely death of her husband is an example of adverse effects of bad food habits. They belong to Tangedu. There are many Kshatriya families in this village. Many of them are rich. They want to lead royal lives. Eating different kinds of meat, fish, oily foods, smoking and hunting animals in the nearby hills are their habits. Some of them have concubines. They look down upon other communities in this region. Happiness means luxury for them. It means costly diseases and untimely death. Janaki is living sadly now. She has good food, clothes and shelter but not vivaciousness of her life. The role of a husband, in the life of a woman, in India, is unique. Janaki used to go out always with her husband only. Their house in Tangedu by main road is her little world. Their only daughter Kranti is her darling. Her husband left her in the middle. He left behind about four acres of agricultural land for her. My brother manages her farmland also. He is a gentleman. She can be happy to this extent. I did not sense vivacity in her voice. The death of her husband created inevitable void in her sensitive life. Others can sympathize with our life when we are gloomy and bankrupt. It does not heal our psychic wounds. We are responsible for our actions and their results. Went to sleep by 10:00.
8 December (Monday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Took two buses and reached Shivam Road by 9:45. Met my friend Chiranjeevi in the KSS Hostel. He gave me five chocolates brought from the USA recently by his relatives. I liked their quality and taste. Meanwhile the former KSS inmates Murali and Naresh came. Now Murali is working as a software engineer with the Wipro company in Pune. He rented in a portion by Shivam Circle to start a coaching institute in it and an IT company later. He took me into that abode and explained me how he is going to decorate and use that space for his purposes. I made some suggestions to him on how to run his start-up. Had my lunch in Devi Mess by Shivam Circle by 1:00. Met two jewellers and asked them if they buy gold ornaments. They replied in the negative. Took the two gold bangles of my wife Srijana Devi to the branch office of Muthoot Finance by Shivam Road. They made a personal loan of 18,000 rupees to me, keeping these two bangles as security. They weighed 21 grams. Srijana’s maternal grandmother and her father bought them for her. I depended on them out of helplessness. I have to pay 360 rupees on the 8th of every month until I repay this money and take them back. Spent at Global View Internet café from 3:00 to 6:00. Typed out and posted a blog titled “Public Issue Closed” on my blog site. I discussed basic human nature in matters of money, relating it to the absolute negligence of my blog readers to my request made to them to lend me money. Took two city buses and returned home by 7:30. Gave 500 rupees to Vamsy for his casual monthly expenses as an ITI student. Night spent sending answers through SMS from my cellphone to the given number of Maa television channel to participate in a contest being conducted by them.
9 December (Tuesday)
Went to sleep around 4:00. Last night I sent many answers to the given number of Maa television channel in Hyderabad. The number of their automated interactive system is 57337. They telecast a scroll during prime time informing viewers to participate in their contest and win a 50-gram gold coin answering their simple questions. I participated in it. It sent me short questions to my cellphone on the films of Telugu film actors Chiranjeevi and Nagarjuna. These two fellows own major shares of this Telugu television channel now. One must have watched most of their films to answer these simple questions. The objective type answers are given as A and B. I answered about 300 questions. My score neared 2000. It kept informing me to answer more to win the gold coin. It did not stop. It sent repetitive questions after a stage. This morning it stopped sending questions to my cellphone. I targeted them with a purpose. I don’t forgive silly players in a serious game. I played it for about eight hours spending about 600 rupees. By 11:30 Srijana and I reached Geetha Nursing Home near Kasturba Gandhi College in West Marredpally. Dr Narmada told me that Srijana is pregnant. She tested her manually and said that the proof is yet to take an identifiable shape in her uterus. Paid 250 rupees to her. Returned home by 2:30 with a full meal parcel for three of us. The news of pregnancy of Srijana reached our dear ones by this evening. They felt happy about it. My brother Sambha asked me to give him my first child. He is very disturbed about their not having children for long. By 5:30 deposited 14,000 rupees into my account at the ATM Centre of Axis Bank in Karkhana. Night watched television for some time. Went to sleep by 10:00.
10 December (Wednesday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Took two city buses and reached Shivam Road by 10:00. Spent at Global View Internet café for three hours. Typed out a blog titled “Telepathy” and posted it on my blog site by 1:10. In this blog, I discussed crime and sin with four creative examples. Now police and law and order are bad in India. Criminals and cheats are exploiting the innocent and the helpless. Police, lawyers, businessmen, the media, doctors and politicians are all part of this vicious network. When man fails to punish criminals, God attends it. A crime in the materialistic world is considered as a sin in the spiritual field, which is created, operated, supervised and judged by God. We often find massive and mysterious deaths in many regions. Accidents and natural calamities inflict punishments on sinners. Many stopped living according to the orders of their conscience these days. Somehow earning more money and living very happily is the goal of many today. The rich and the influential are suppressing the voice of the virtuous and the noise of the poor questioning their crimes and sins. Terrorists are killing people and destroying places. Anarchy of ruling parties and the complacency of intellectuals and social reformers added fuel to this situation. I am facing these disorders and demerits in the Indian societies now. India is regarded as a state of standards and virtues by many in the world. India is slowly losing that beauty and quality as a nation. Spent talking with my aunt Subba Lakshmi in the rented abode of my cousin Kiran from 1:30 to 3:30. Returned home by 4:00. Finalized a letter of complaint, addressing the chairman of Maa television channel, by 8:30. Went to sleep by 10:30 for my dreams.
11 December (Thursday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Today Srijana avoided going to her college saying that she had a feeling of nausea. It might be due to pregnancy developing in her as specified by the doctor recently. Went to the post office at Patny Centre by 10:30. Booked the envelope, addressed to the chairman of Maa television channel, as Speed Post, for 24 rupees. It reaches its destination by tomorrow morning. It’s a three-page complaint letter. I explained them the nature of fraud and indiscipline involved in conducting an SMS contest, in which I participated recently, spending about 800 rupees. Informed the management of this television channel to pay me 2,00,000 rupees for this crime they committed. If they ignore my letter, I will deal with them at the High Court of Andhra Pradesh. Now many television channels are conducting absurd contests to attract viewers. Most of these contests resemble gambling. They do not inculcate or improve intelligence, values or positive thoughts in viewers. They have to pay me this money by the 24th of this month. Evening got an SMS from the folks of Reliance Communications stating that I have to pay 1202 rupees to them this time towards my monthly cellphone bill. I will use this postpaid bill as a proof in court if they don’t clear it before deadline. Got my LG handset repaired at Swetha Computers near Paradise Circle. They charged 88 rupees for repairing its voice resound defect. Returned home by 7:30. Four relatives of Srijana came by 8:00. Vamsy went to Hotel Paradise and brought three packs of Chicken Biryani. We all had it by 10:00.
12 December (Friday)
Srijana, Vamsy and three of our guests played cards till 1:00. I did not sleep when they were playing for the courtesy of host sake. We enjoyed having the Biryani and two cool soft drinks. Srijana turned into a child when playing cards with her cousins. We went to bed by 1:30. I woke up by 6:30. Took a bath by 7:00 to keep our bathroom available for my guests when they get up. They woke up by 8:00. Two female guests bathed and two male guests just brushed their teeth. Srijana prepared noodles for them. We all got ready by 10:30. We reached the rented abode of Murali and Leela at Sainikpuri by 11:00. Murali belongs to Viswanadhapuram. Leela belongs to Isukapalli near Pithapuram. Murali is a relative of Srijana. They have a son. They are paying 2500 rupees per month for their spacious portion. My portion measures half of it in available space to use as a tenant. Leela is a beautiful and intelligent girl. She offered me delicious food by 12:30. The four females involved themselves in chat after their private lunch. I rested on a cot there for 90 minutes. Srijana wanted to spend with them for this night. I decided to give them enough privacy and time to enjoy themselves. Took a bus by 4:15 and moved to Secunderabad. Thence took another bus and reached Karkhana by 5:15. Spent browsing Internet at an Internet café from 5:30 to 7:30. Found that my goddess of beauty Swagata Gupta created her account on the social networking site Facebook. I too created my account on it to communicate with her. Sent her a friend request and personal message. I want to know about her attitude towards me. Bought three wheat rotis and potato curry for 20 rupees from a roadside evening vendor for my supper. Went to sleep by 10:40.
13 December (Saturday)
Woke up by 6:00. Washed our used dishes, swept our rooms with a broom and made our abode look tidy. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Washed a pair of clothes and took a head bath by 8:30. Srijana came back by 9:00. She took a pair of clothes to go to the abode of her maternal aunt Madhavi at Ashok Nagar. She went there along with her cousins in a car. She spends there till tomorrow evening. Vamsy went to the abode of his cousin at DD Colony. I went to the nearby Internet café by 11:20. Applied for a job in response to their email to me. Typed out and posted a blog titled “Great Police” on my blog site by 3:05. Recently a fellow threw acid on two female students when they were returning from their college on a bike. The victims are Swapnika and Pranitha of Warangal district. Swapnika rejected the love of Srinivasa Rao. He resorted to this brutal attack to revenge. Swapnika’s condition is critical in hospital. Pranitha recovers soon. Police shot Srinivasa Rao and two of his friends dead. Human rights activists condemned this act of police. I wrote this blog supporting and appreciating the act of police in this regard. Justice delayed is justice denied. Indian courts take years to settle a lawsuit. Police are also part of law and order. They killed these miscreants to close this case instantly. Opposition parties criticized the Congress government for violation of human rights in this state. They are worse than stray dogs on streets. Democracy in India is like a big circus now. Anybody can criticize anybody once into these dirty politics. Spent rest of the day at home. Had lunch offered by our portion mate by 3:45 as part of a religious occasion. Watched television. Went to sleep by 10:00.
14 December (Sunday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Spent most of the day at home watching television and resting on cot. Srijana and Vamsy spent their time at the abode of their relatives. The point of Srijana getting pregnant attracted much appreciation from our circle of relatives. We wanted to have children after five years. Completing her post graduation and doing a job is her dream. We could not avoid it despite our preventive measures. I consider it as my crime and sin. I entered her liberal and happy student life as a helpless intruder. It affected her cheerful life. Her parents found me as a suitable and reliable guy. I found her as a beautiful and sensitive girl to marry. We ignored her choices being selfish on our part. She remained generous and helpless. My brother Sambha wants to adopt our child. It is his choice. I advised him many times to avoid chewing tobacco items and consuming alcohol. He became heavy. He turned a deaf ear to me. This is how a disciplinarian suffers among many undisciplined ones. Lord Krishna guides me according to His plan for me. My father plays a neutral role in this setting. He failed as a lovable father to three of his sons. He is a miser. My mother is a helpless creature. I am not in a good position to help her. My brother Srinivas is studying well to be promoted to a higher position in the UCO Bank. I consider my sister-in-law Sandhya Rani as a great wife, great mother and great homemaker. They are doing well with their two children. I am happy to this extent. Srijana returned home by 7:00. She looked tired. She cooked rice for Vamsy and me. Diarrhoea attacked me around 9:30 and kept me awake for long.
15 December (Monday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Morning Srijana vomited due to her early pregnancy. She returned from her degree college by 11:30. Her lecturer sent her home because she vomited there also. Went to Secunderabad by 1:30 and bought oranges, grapes and yellow berries. Now Srijana is interested in eating sour fruit. Morning I reprimanded Vamsy regarding an issue. Recently he went to the rented abode of his cousin Chinna at DD Colony. He donated clothes and rice to an Ayyappa devotee with black uniform when his cousin was out of home. Later a rumour was spread among his relatives that Vamsy donated 25 kilos of rice and costly Raymond clothes to somebody. It reflects the affection of Chinna for Vamsy. We heard it from others. I did not observe admirable characters in many that belong to Viswanadhapuram. They play cards. They take life casually. Recently Vamsy won 300 rupees when playing cards with them. They did not pay that money to him. Vamsy told me that it is common among them. I advised him to assess people properly and behave with them accordingly. He should avoid joking with unfamiliar ones. He must spend his time alone instead of with unreliable relatives or friends. Keeping up one’s self-respect and identity is important in one’s relationship with others. When they are under threat, one should withdraw oneself from such relationship or friendship. This is how one can establish and sustain one’s individuality. Night bought Lemon Rice from my familiar roadside evening vendor. He gives items in small amounts. Perhaps eating in small amounts is good for my health. This is how he teaches me lessons! Went to sleep by 9:00 for my dreams.
16 December (Tuesday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Srijana avoided going to her college. We went to LKS Digital Diagnostics at Karkhana by 10:00. Srijana vomited twice before that. Even water got vomited. Paid 400 rupees for scanning. A woman scanned abdomen of Srijana under my supervision as her husband. I too observed existence of a live foetus in her uterus. Wondered to know that there is heartbeat in such little embryo (which amounts to the size of a grape) also. Felt happy at the idea of becoming father to a baby soon. We reached Geetha Nursing Home at West Marredpally by 12:30. Dr Narmada asked me if I want to go with it. I said I should not go against the will of God. I have no moral and spiritual right to kill a creature. She praised me for my decision. She prescribed folic acid tablets and Mother’s Horlicks for Srijana. She advised her privately on what to eat and how to conduct herself during this stage of her pregnancy. Srijana is my child growing her baby inside. We returned home by 2:00 in an auto rickshaw. Advised her to rest on cot. Spent browsing Internet at the nearby Internet café from 3:20 to 4:20. Typed out and posted a blog titled “Pawan Kalyan Rising” on my blog site. Recently this Telugu film actor started a website called wakeupindia.org to do social service. I posted a format of letter in this blog to be used by him to invite me as an employee to work with him in this direction. Returned home by 5:30. Srijana managed to eat rice with curd. Gave her the photocopy of a paper cutting. It is an illustrative description of an infant’s growth in its mother’s womb from the first month to the ninth month, published in the ‘Sukheebhava’ section of Telugu daily Eenadu on 2 December, 2003. I cut and kept it with me that day minding my future needs. Went to sleep by 11:00.
17 December (Wednesday)
Woke up by 4:30. Srijana and I stepped out of our abode by 6:00. We hired an auto rickshaw and reached Secunderabad railway station by 6:20. Srijana had a plate of idlies at a pushcart by road. I bought a platform ticket for three rupees by 6:45. Bought a bottle of Himalaya brand drinking water for 25 rupees, two packets of Britannia Good Day biscuits for 26 rupees and a pack of Lays tomato flavoured potato chips for 15 rupees for Srijana. She took the Emergency Exit window seat in a general compartment of Janmabhoomi Express on platform 2 by 7:00. Her brother Vamsy came here this early morning and kept that seat for her. We arranged that seat for her with the view that she may vomit during the train journey. This train left the station by 7:15. The parrot is flying back into its natural habitat. Vamsy and I returned home by 7:30 by bus. He left for his ITI by 9:30. I rested on cot for one hour. Had my lunch and left my abode by 12:15. Took two buses and reached the abode of my cousin Kiran at RTC Crossroads by 1:15. My teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju and I spent talking about the predicament of people and democracy in India now. He opined that India would have been peaceful if all the Muslims were asked to go to Pakistan soon after independence to India. I found his idea right and ideal. We went to the government ration depot at Bagh Amberpet by 5:00. He collected a pink ration card from them by 6:00. He wants to use this ration card as a proof of residence for his son Kiran. He bought vegetables and fruits at the market by Shivam Road before going home. Took a bus and returned home by 7:45. Had three wheat rotis, made by Vamsy, by 8:15. Went to sleep by 9:30.
18 December (Thursday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Vamsy prepared Upma by 8:30. He left for his ITI by 9:30. He said that mobile court police took him into custody yesterday morning when he was going to his ITI by a city bus standing on footboard due to much crowd inside. They took him to a nearby place in a van along with other passengers caught when standing on footboard. It is the state government that weakened the APSRTC system. There are no adequate number of buses in twin cities. This is why youth travel standing on and hanging from footboards during peak journey hours in the morning and evening. They kept them in their custody till 12:30. They collected 30 rupees from him without issuing him receipt. Police are public criminals authorized by corrupt rulers. I could not do anything against them because it is a crime committed by them in the past without proofs or a connection with the present. Yesterday night my cousin Vasu called me up from Jharsuguda in Orissa. He asked me if I want money. Now he is working as a trainee at a plant of Vedanta Group getting about 8000 rupees per month as salary. Recently he received a bonus of about 20,000 rupees from his company. He knows that I am looking for a job now. He felt affection for me and extended this helping hand proactively. I felt very happy at his love for me. My cousin Kiran also often asks me like this. Such proactive support improves confidence and goodness in us. Told Vasu that I have money now and thanked him for it. Spent at the nearby Internet café from 10:00 to 4:00. Typed out and posted a blog titled “What an India” on my blog site. Wrote about greatness of Ramoji Rao as an entrepreneur, outstanding services of APSRTC in this state and many disorders and demerits of India now. Went to sleep by 10:00 for my dreams.
19 December (Friday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Took two buses and reached Nampally by 11:00. Walked to the office of Andhra Pradesh Public Service Commission by M J Road. When I was getting ready to buy an application form for the position of English Lecturer in Government Junior College, standing in the queue, three girls came to me. They bought those applications by mistake. I took one application form and the related booklet from one of those girls paying her 25 rupees for it. This commission gave a notification for these job vacancies 20 days ago. They also stated that these application forms would be made available at select post offices also. It did not happen till now. The present Congress government gave about 50 notifications recently to fill up various government job vacancies in view of coming election. I want to give it a try. Returned home by 1:45. Went through the instructions and filled in the application form carefully. Rushed to the post office at Patny Centre by 4:10 and bought two Indian postal orders worth 120 rupees paying 132 rupees. Also bought a papaya for 20 rupees. Vamsy and I had it by 5:00. My job application is ready to be submitted. Night prepared potato curry with readymade ginger and onion paste. My experiment badly failed. I could not eat it with the wheat rotis prepared by Vamsy. I should not have used all the paste lying unused in the cover for long. I washed this curry with water to see if these potato pieces can be manageable. They too tasted very salty. We put this curry in our dustbin. It’s a small cooking lesson for me. Went to sleep by 10:30.
20 December (Saturday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Took two buses and reached Nampally by 10:30. Submitted my application form, for the position of Junior Lecturer, in Government Junior College, in Andhra Pradesh, at the related counter, in the office of APPSC. My application number is 2030783. Took a city bus at Nampally railway station and reached the abode of my cousin Kiran by 11:30. Raghupati, Naren and Kiran were there. Raghu came from the USA. Naren came from Mumbai. Raghu begot a baby daughter recently. These three brothers and their parents will spend together happily for some days. My teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju and I went to the nearby Spencers supermarket by 2:30 on foot. He bought vegetables and pulses for domestic use. I bought a pair of socks for 25 rupees for me. We returned to their abode by 3:30. My aunt Subba Lakshmi offered browned groundnut kernel to me. Naren, my teacher uncle and I spent talking about politics in India from 5:00 to 7:00. My uncle said that great development took place in India during the period of Jawaharlal Nehru only between 1947 and 1967. Those days people blindly voted for the Congress Party. Those rulers also served them devotedly and ideally. Many entered politics thereafter. Regional political parties cropped up. People started voting for these regional parties, minding their priorities only. The result is coalition governments, wherein many work together to share political power, with their selfish agenda and nasty strategies. Selfishness occupied the space of patriotism. Politics became profitable business for many opportunists. All political parties contest elections spending money. Voters look for small gifts to vote. Contestants play tricks after getting power. Then they loot public money. Went to sleep by 10:00.
21 December (Sunday)
Woke up by 6:00. Spent reading Eenadu for one hour. Had breakfast Upma, prepared by Vamsy, by 8:30. Rested on cot for two hours. Took a city bus and reached the abode of my cousin Kiran by 12:15. They offered me lunch by 1:30. My cousin Raghupati and I spent talking from 3:00 to 7:00. Minorities are living like kings in the USA now. Quality products and reliable services are available in the USA. The government is the biggest employer. Their development and policies are labor-intensive. There is no shortage of human resources in any sector in the USA. Their traffic management and transport systems are one of the best in the world. Their police and defense systems are systematic and robust. Americans are not religious but spiritual. They don’t force others to join Christianity like it happens in other parts of the world. They greet unfamiliar ones also to share their sense of belongingness with them also. They are good at management of time and human resources. They go early to bed and get up early in the morning. They bathe twice a day. Indians prefer Americans to be their neighbors to Indians. Americans are more civilized and cultured people than Indians. They take initiative to help or save others unlike Indians. Most of them like following a simple and humble lifestyle. They accorded special status to red Indians, the native Americans. Their farmlands are very large. They promote and enjoy agricultural tourism. Their law and order systems are fast and reliable. Most of the students pursuing various courses in the US universities are rich foreigners. The only demerit of this nation is uncertainty of marriages and weak family bonds. The United States of America thus emerged as a strong and powerful nation. It entices all. Went to sleep by 10:00.
22 December (Monday)
Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Went to the nearby Internet café by 10:00. Spent browsing Internet for one hour. Then walked to the nearby ATM Centre of Axis Bank and withdrew 1000 rupees. Thence walked to the Food World outlet and bought a 25-kilo bag of Kurnool Sona Masoori rice for 500 rupees. Hired an auto rickshaw for 20 rupees and brought it home by 1:30. Power cut occurred for about four hours today. Bought and spent reading the latest copy of Employment News published by Government of India. Spent watching television for some time. Yesterday my teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju proposed the idea of my going to the USA as a passionate tourist along with his son Raghupati. He advised me so observing my love and respect for this nation after hearing about it from Raghupati. I did not express my interest in it. Their way of life and government would be many times better than those of India. India is my motherland. It is also a beautiful country. I did not see even 5% of India till now. I would like to see the beautiful people and places of India first when I have time and money to do it. Lord Krishna knows when to send me where. I should visit the USA in the position of a writer and social reformer. India is deteriorating in values and standards rapidly. The rich are settling in disciplined and peaceful foreign countries leaving India like a dustbin. I don’t like to be one of those actors. I must live and die in this spiritual centre of world. I should take care of my health. There are many goals and ideals to be achieved. Had a plate of Egg Noodles for 24 rupees by 8:15. It was cold. Went to sleep by 10:30.
23 December (Tuesday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Reached Secunderabad by 9:15. Had a plate of idlies for 10 rupees. Bought yellow berries for 24 rupees. Took a city bus and reached Ashok Nagar near Serilingampally by 11:00. Bought six oranges for 50 rupees. Walked to the rented abode of Madhavi, the maternal aunt of Srijana. Lakshmi Bharathi, the maternal grandmother of Srijana, came here to spend for some days. She was born on 26 January, 1950. Spent talking with them for one hour. Had my lunch there by 12:45. Started back by 1:00. Reached the abode of my cousin Kiran at RTC Crossroads by 2:45. Went there to see the baby of Raghupati, bring him to my abode or talk with him for some time. He was sleeping. His wife and relatives were also sleeping. His mother was getting ready to sleep. His father was also sleeping. Sleeping in the afternoon should be their way of enjoyment. Moved to the KSS Hostel by a bus. My friend Murali is staying there as a guest now. Spent talking with him for one hour. Meanwhile Dantuluri Anjaneya Raju (Anji) came there. He decided to marry his sweetheart in September 2009. He knew about her through online chatting. She is of another community. He could convince her mother for their love marriage. I like his commitment to his beloved. He is saving money to lead this relationship towards their marriage. Now his sweetheart is pursuing a course in animation at Ameerpet. Spent browsing Internet at Global View Internet café from 5:30 to 7:00. Took a bus and reached Karkhana by 7:45. Bought three wheat rotis for 15 rupees and red dal for five rupees for my supper. Watched television for one hour. Went to sleep by 10:00.
24 December (Wednesday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had my brunch by 9:30. Took two city buses and reached Khairatabad by 11:00. Walked to Nirvana Apartments block. The office of Cyberabad Legal Services is in its first floor. Advocate C S N Raju was out of office. The staff members there told me that he would come to the office around 6:00. I decided to wait there until he comes. Meanwhile got a phone call from a company. They are looking for a language editor for their night shift operations. He did not like my two-page CV, in which I specified my desired qualities in an employer to be eligible to recruit me. He informed me to remove those sections and email the edited version to him. I kept one page only presenting my address, qualifications, experience and blog site id. They need a machine to work with them during nighttime according to the US timings. Business Process Outsourcing (BPO) is the name of this dirty game. Helpless Indians play it. If one wants money, one should work night shifts, damaging one’s biological clock and lifestyle on the way. Obeyed his order and emailed my edited CV to him. Spent talking with advocate C S N Raju from 7:30 to 8:00. He advised me on how to go ahead regarding cheating case against Maa television channel. He recollected his being close with Mantena Satya Narayana Raju. He opined that naturopathy does not suit people of all kinds. It helps the rich be fit. Thus they can live well without engaging themselves much in hard physical work. Working class cannot do hard work in farms, factories and elsewhere if they eat those foods and follow that lifestyle. He also told me about his personal life, education and growth as an advocate. Thence hired an auto rickshaw and returned home by 9:00. Went to sleep by 10:00.
25 December (Thursday)
Woke up by 7:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Vamsy prepared Upma for my breakfast and lunch. He left for the abode of his maternal aunt Madhavi at Ashok Nagar by 9:00. He wants to enjoy this holiday there. I spent all the day at home. Rested on cot for some time. Took a head bath by 12:30. Spent watching television for four hours. Washed our dishes and LPG stove. Cleanliness is my priority always. Vamsy wants advice, direction and warnings mostly from others in this regard. My darling Srijana called me up from the house of her maternal grandparents at Viswanadhapuram by 2:30. She is doing well. It’s hilly area. She is facing cold. She ordered me to come there early. She must be craving for my presence. Physical distance between two ideal and innocent lovers generates intense love in them for each other. Told her that I would be there in the first week of January. I have to clear some things during this time. She scolded me like an adamant schoolgirl does towards her disciplined teacher. Enjoyed her sweet words of satire with a desolate and lovesick heart. May Lord Krishna take care of her. Night our neighboring Tamil Christian family offered me biryani, chicken curry and bottle gourd soup. Had them happily. Today they celebrated Christmas. I expressed my love for their family accepting their feast of the day. I need not go to a church or read the Bible to be identified as a secularist. All mainstream Hindus are secularists at heart. However, they also work hard to save their religion. They never become unethical or barbaric to promote Hinduism across the world. Went to sleep by 10:00.
26 December (Friday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Went to the post office at Patny Centre by 10:30. Asked them about the status of the envelope I sent to the management of Maa television channel on 11 December, 2008. The concerning executive checked it on his computer and gave me a printout stating that it was delivered to the addressee on 12 December, 2008. Rushed to the post office at Trimulgherry and met the postman of Kakaguda area. Asked him about the status of acknowledgement card. He said that it may arrive late due to some reasons. Returned home by 12:45. Took some proofs and moved to Secunderabad in an auto rickshaw. Paid 1500 rupees towards monthly bill of my Reliance cellphone at the Reliance outlet opposite the passport office. According to my itemized postpaid monthly Reliance bill, I spent 849 rupees for sending 283 messages to the interactive number 57337 of Maa television channel. It was to participate in their contest and win a 50-gram gold coin. They cheated me conducting this contest deceitfully. They did not respond to my complaint letter either. I could observe the status of their standards this way. Saw the Telugu film “Nachchaavule” in cinema Mayuri from 2:00 to 4:30. Ravibabu directed it. It portrays indiscipline and degradation of modern youth. It attracted young loafers into this cinema. I regretted taking my teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju to this film. There are two good songs in it. I liked a part of this film, which runs for about 10 minutes before the messy climax. Background score is the worst feature of this film. Talked with advocate C S N Raju from 6:30 to 7:00 in his office about the case against Maa television channel. Went to sleep by 10:00.
27 December (Saturday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Wrote 12 lines of poetry in Telugu describing the value of my wife Srijana in my life. This is to get a memento made for her to give her on the occasion of her 19th birthday falling on 9 January, 2009. Went to Rashtrapathi Road to find a photo frame maker. Such memento, which I presented to her on her previous birthday, was broken a little on a journey. Gave it at Star Photo Frames in Monda Market. Thence walked into the lanes near Manju Cinema searching for a Telugu DTP operator. I found two near Pochamma Temple. Then power cut occurred in this area. They told me that it may be restored around 4:00. Collected the old memento, paying him 30 rupees, for the glass he changed in it. Bought yellow berries for five rupees and returned home by 1:30. Rewrote four lines in the poetry after a second thought. I found that they would damage the beauty and quality of this poetry. Withdrew 1000 rupees from the ATM Centre of Axis Bank at Karkhana. When I was waiting at the bus stop by the office of Satyam Computers, to take a city bus for Secunderabad, I observed Pratibha Patil, the present President of India, travelling towards Bollarum, for her formal winter sojourn there, amid tight police security. By 6:00 got the poetry typed out and the photos of Srijana and me placed in the upper and lower positions of it by a DTP operator behind Pochamma Temple. She charged 100 rupees for this work. Got it printed out on an A 3 size card for 20 rupees at Balaji Graphics opposite Manju Cinema. Got it framed by Mohammed Nazeer Ahmed at Star Photo Frames for 350 rupees. Bought a Classic trolley bag for 750 rupees in a shop there by road because I need it to carry this memento carefully. Went to sleep by 11:00.
28 December (Sunday)
Woke up by 6:30. Spent reading Eenadu for one hour. Took two buses and reached the abode of my friend Veeranjaneyulu at Jubilee Hills by 10:30. Today they offered special lunch for about 12 mechanics, who recently repaired his old Maruti Gypsy vehicle. Now he is doing the painting of Lord Venkateswara. An art critic met him recently. He advised him to come out of his world of beauty and divinity paintings. He has to work according to the demands of present art market. His idea hurt Veeru. He is planning to do a series of paintings featuring his goddess of beauty named ‘Maanasi’. He is deeply influenced by the classic beauty of two females he saw earlier. Most of his paintings contain the facial features of these two beauties, whom he admires always. The concept of his original paintings signifies his idea of his imaginative beauty taking life and living with him as his admirer and supporter, when he is depressed and old, being unable to do paintings well. She consoles and serves the artist because he lived and beautified her as a devoted artist for long. Told him to go ahead with this concept. Reached the abode of my cousin Kiran at RTC Crossroads by 4:00. Gave three kilos of Shakti Malt powder to my teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju and three kilos to my cousin Murali. Each of them paid me 300 rupees for it. Today I bought nine kilos of this powder for 900 rupees from Veeru. His friend made it and sent it from Eluru. I kept three kilos of it with me for our domestic use. It is good for health. My teacher uncle is much disturbed about the indiscipline of his wife and three sons. His wife Subba Lakshmi is lazy and so fat increased in her body. Raghupati and Naren also developed bellies due to their bad food habits and lifestyles. Kiran is spending money carelessly. He could not change them for long despite his best efforts in that direction. Went to sleep by 10:30.
29 December (Monday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Washed a pair of clothes by 9:30. Went into the second floor of Jubilee Bus Stand by 11:30. Collected an application form for the position of APSRTC bus driver paying 25 rupees. It is for my uncle Srinu in Peda Gummuluru. Now he is working as a lorry driver there. I think he likes this state government job. The APSRTC is facing the problem of shortage of drivers now. Driving city buses in twin cities is an ordeal for drivers. Many pedestrians cross roads like sheep. Many vehicle users overtake a city bus considering it as a tortoise. Officers treat drivers and conductors like bonded laborers. Higher level authorities do their jobs for prestige and money sake. They don’t resolve their problems with a long-term perspective. They play nominal roles. There are many public issues like this. Ordinary people create and face these problems. Peoples’ representatives watch others suffering with or fighting against these problems. Went to the abode of my cousin Kiran by 1:00. Spent talking with my teacher uncle and my aunt there for 45 minutes. Saw the Telugu film “Neninthe” in cinema Sudarshan 70 MM from 2:00 to 5:00. Puri Jagannadh directed this film. It is one of the best films I have seen. Raviteja played the role of an assistant film director in it. This film presents the perspective of an experienced film director about the Indian film industry. I liked many dialogues in this film a lot. My love and respect for Puri Jagannadh increased after assessing his growth as a film director after seeing this film. It’s his satire on many damaging the film industry directly or indirectly now. Went to sleep by 11:00.
30 December (Tuesday)
Woke up by 6:30. Morning pasted the photos of Srijana and me on this diary in the beginning. Half of my life is hers now. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Vamsy packed the memento prepared by me for his sister’s birthday. Gave him 50 rupees for this work. By 11:45 bought three test papers for 120 rupees for Srijana. Reached the abode of my cousin Kiran by 12:30. Spent talking with his mother for one hour. We two saw the Telugu film “Kotha Bangaaru Lokam” in cinema Sudarshan 35 MM from 2:00 to 5:00. It’s a good film. Enjoyed watching it throughout. Returned home by 6:00. Vamsy gave me the reply letter sent by advocate V Hanumantha Rao on behalf of the Maa television channel. Hired an auto rickshaw and rushed to the office of advocate C S N Raju at Khairatabad. Spent talking with him from 7:15 to 8:00. Explained him the mistakes this advocate committed in his reply letter to me defending his client. Read out the sentences he used in this reply letter formally, one after one, and explained the nonsense in them to him. He has no moral rights to defend his nasty client. He sent me a formal letter, using legal language, thinking that I would be scared of it. His zone as a worthless lawyer is mostly limited to twin cities but my zone of work is this world. A writer belongs to millions of his readers but a lawyer to his limited number of clients in a region. C S N Raju told me to type out a two-page letter and email it to him. He will send it to advocate Hanumantha Rao, on my behalf, to take this case further. Spent typing out a letter for this purpose in an Internet café at Karkhana from 9:00 to 11:00. It got four pages. Had wheat rotis, made by Vamsy, by 11:45. Went to sleep by 12:15.
31 December (Wednesday)
Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Went to the nearby Internet café by 8:15. Typed out and finalized my eight-page letter, addressing the advocate of Maa television channel. I vehemently argued, criticizing every sentence he used in his reply letter to me. It is one of the best letters I have written. Advocate Hanumantha Rao shivers when reading it. Emailed this letter to my advocate C S N Raju. Informed him to send this reply to that lawyer, with modifications, if any, from his legal perspective. Wrote to him to see that these buggers come to him to settle this matter out of court. They should pay me 2,00,000 rupees or more to get rid of this issue out of court. I don’t allow public criminals to teach lessons to a writer and idealist like me. I must be able to understand, discuss and spread the power and force of truth. The fact is that they cheated me. They are trying to escape from the effects of such fraud. Advocate C S N Raju is capable enough to tackle these scoundrels of electronic media. Lord Krishna equipped me with enough energy to think and act like a challenger in my path of social reformation and idealism. Vamsy brought his maternal grandmother Lakshmi Bharathi to my abode by 10:30. She spent at the rented abode of her daughter Madhavi in Ashok Nagar for one week. Vamsy celebrated the departure of this year on the terrace of our abode along with his familiar creatures in this place. I did not have money or interest to celebrate it. I am grateful to my Lord Krishna for directing me in this year. Went to sleep by 11:00.
© 2011 Datla Chiranjeevi Raju
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