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Tuesday, April 5, 2011

MY PERSONAL DIARY OF 2009


1 January (Thursday)

Woke up by 4:00. Srijana’s maternal grandmother and I hired an auto rickshaw and reached Secunderabad railway station by 6:15. Vamsy already occupied a seat for her in a general coach of Janmabhoomi Express. Bought two copies of Telugu daily Eenadu for the quality Telugu calendars being given along with them. Gave them to Vamsy’s grandmother. This train left the station by 7:14. She gets off it at Tuni railway station. We returned home by 7:45. On the way, withdrew 5000 rupees from the ATM Centre of Axis Bank. Paid 3500 rupees to our portion mate towards the rent for our portion for December 2000. Gave 500 rupees to Vamsy for his casual expenses in this month. He prepared breakfast Upma for us. Rested on cot for one hour. Spent in a nearby Internet café from 12:20 to 1:45. Typed out and posted a blog titled “Vacation Notice” on my blog site informing my blog readers about my going home and spending there. Wrote about some other things also in it. Bought a full meal parcel at Sai Siddardha Mess for 60 rupees by 1:40. Vamsy and I had it in our abode by 2:20. Went to Secunderabad by 4:30 by a bus. Bought eight kilos of yellow berries for 96 rupees from a roadside vendor to take for Srijana and my folks at Peda Gummuluru. Washed a pair of clothes by 7:00. Took a bath. Put my things in the black trolley bag I bought recently. Vamsy prepared wheat rotis for our supper. I prepared Shakti Malt porridge with jaggery. We had them by 8:30. Today about eight people wished me on the occasion of New Year’s Day. I also wished them. May Lord Krishna direct me well in this year also. It was cold outside. Went to sleep by 10:00.

2 January (Friday)

Woke up by 2:30. Spent listening to Telugu film songs on my Walkman for 90 minutes. Got ready by 5:30. Took a city bus and reached Secunderabad railway station by 6:00. Got a seat in a general coach of Janmabhoomi Express. Bought a copy of Eenadu. Scanned it for 20 minutes. This train left the station by 7:20. Enjoyed seeing nature sitting by window. The prices of items in railway stations are high. The vendors are public cheats. They exploit passengers in that closed environment. Spent about 100 rupees to buy some food items and satisfy my hunger. Observed a female passenger looking at me whenever I walked past her. She must be 40. She looked homely and decent. She would have found me handsome. I saw admiration for me in her looks. It delighted me a lot. Instant appreciation from unfamiliar people gives more pleasure than virtual worship from familiar persons. I could not express my sense of gratitude to her. This is how people fail to connect with the right ones at the right time. In India, many are active and proactive in blaming others than appreciating them. The train halted at Tuni railway station by 7:30. Hired a rickshaw and reached the bus station in Tuni by 7:40. The rickshaw puller asked me for 20 rupees but I gave him 30 rupees. He felt happy. Hard physical work is involved in his service to me. I saw auto rickshaw drivers in Hyderabad cheating me now and then. They are earning ‘easy money’. They spend it in unproductive ways. This rickshaw puller is a young Indian. His dedicated and honest struggle for existence, in this manipulative society, attracted me. Took an Express bus from Tuni and reached our house in Peda Gummuluru by 8:35. Had my supper by 9:00. Went to sleep by 9:30.

3 January (Saturday)

Woke up by 6:00. My mother gave me a glass of hot cow milk by 7:30. It caused diarrhoea in 15 minutes. Went to Adduroad by 8:00. Bought four tablets for five rupees from Ramakrishna Medical Store to get rid of this disorder. Sat at the Kirana shop of my friend Appala Raju for 20 minutes. Many problems got resolved in their family. His mother brought up her four sons after the death of her husband. Then they were all little ones. Two of her sons got government jobs. Two are running their Kirana shop. She is a great manager of her family. India needs such strong individuals now. Hard work, patience and vision are important for a person to lead many for long. Spent there talking with my familiar ones for 20 minutes. Had idlies for my breakfast by 10:00 at home. My brother Sambha, his friend Raja, their common friend Chandra Rao and I started to Viswanadhapuram on two bikes by 12:30. We bought bananas, sweets and guavas for Srijana in Kota Uratla. We reached there by 2:00. Srijana is doing well. Had my lunch there by 2:30. We spent talking with them for 30 minutes. Gave the yellow berries to Srijana, which I brought from Hyderabad for her. We four left for D Polavaram by 2:30. Thence we proceeded to Tuni. Sambha got his bike repaired at a mechanic shed there spending about 2500 rupees. We returned home by 7:30. Yesu Babu, the associate of my brother Sambha, talked with me for one hour. He saw me when I was bathing. He said that I got an attractive body. I liked his compliment. I told him that girls get mad looking at my body. A moralist cannot get appreciation from the creatures of opposite gender. Went to sleep by 11:00.

4 January (Sunday)

Woke up by 6:00. My brother Sambha, his friend Raja and I were engaged in a serious discussion for half an hour. My brother is an admirer of Congress Party. Raja is an activist of Telugu Desam Party. I am a supporter of Praja Rajyam Party, headed by Telugu film actor Chiranjeevi. I argued with them that Chiranjeevi is the right person to become the chief minister of Andhra Pradesh after the coming election. He is not a man of factionalism like Y S Rajasekhara Reddy. Chandra Babu Naidu commits crimes and exploits public money secretly. Both are cheats and criminals. If they write their autobiographies honestly, they have to reveal that truth voluntarily. Chiranjeevi might not have donated all his money and other assets to the poor. He never said that he is an ascetic. He did not renounce this world. He is a materialist. He did not cheat people like these two robbers. He may not be an intellectual like Jaya Prakash Narayan of Lok Satta. He is a good person. I think that he selects and authorizes the best ones to rule the innocent and helpless people in this state. Other political leaders don’t do it. This state already turned into a huge dustbin under the rule of Rajasekhara Reddy. It will be made into a hell soon if criminals become leaders again. Reached Tuni bus station by 12:30 by a bus. Srijana reached there by 1:15 from the rented abode of Sekhar, her maternal uncle, in Tuni. We took an Express bus and reached Visakhapatnam by 3:45. My brother Srinivas took us to his rented abode. My parents also came there by 3:30. All of us spent happily talking about various things. Felt relieved at heart. Went to sleep by 11:30.

5 January (Monday)

Woke up by 6:00. My parents and I reached Kalyani Hospital at Malkapuram by 8:00. A doctor prescribed medicines for both of them. We spent there for about two hours. This lady doctor belongs to North India. She speaks Hindi and English. Most of the dependants of defence personnel, who come here for treatment, speak Telugu or other regional languages of India. There is no reliable communication channel between doctors and patients here. My parents could not talk with this doctor. She did not want it either. When I told her about the language barrier between her and her patients here, she replied that it is good for her. She said that they talk a lot if she understands their tongue. My mother got diabetes and high blood pressure. My father got high cholesterol in his blood. He stopped eating fatty food. He does brisk walk for one hour every morning. He reduced about 10 kilos of weight with a strict dietary regimen and regular physical exercise. He achieved it with commitment. My mother does not have such commitment to keep up her health. I told her to do what the doctor advised her. We had our homemade breakfast idlies there by 10:30. We returned home by 11:30. They left for Peda Gummuluru by 4:10. They took Visakhapatnam-Rajahmundry passenger train from Gopalapatnam Halt by 5:20. My brother Srinivas returned from his bank by 6:30. He bought and brought eight pomegranates for Srijana. He peeled five of them for her. I liked his affection for her. All of us had our supper by 8:30. Went to sleep by 10:30.

6 January (Tuesday)

Woke up by 6:00. My brother Srinivas left for the UCO Bank at Dwaraka Nagar by 8:00. My sister-in-law Sandhya Rani, my nephew Sujan, Srijana and I took a city bus at Madhava Dhara by 10:30. We got off it at an APSRTC bus stop. Thence we hired an auto rickshaw for 35 rupees and moved to Ramakrishna Beach. There we enjoyed ourselves sitting on rocks and seeing the sea across. I enjoyed myself touching seawater with my feet and hands for some time. We collected some stones from this beach. Sea is an entity of eternity and mystery for me. I asked the tides to rise high and touch me. I felt as if they did so for me. We had homemade Lemon Rice by 12:45. Then we rose from those rocks and walked towards the sellers there on the beach. Srijana bought a fresh raw mango for 30 rupees and got it cut into 10 pieces. He applied red chilli powder and salt to them. Srijana likes eating sour food items during this time of her pregnancy. We enjoyed our time on this beach from 11:30 to 1:00. Srijana bought five seashells for five rupees on this beach. Thence we hired an auto rickshaw and reached cinema complex Sangam Sarat by 1:15. Srijana bought four tickets for 200 rupees. We saw the Telugu film “King” of Nagarjuna in cinema Sarat from 2:25 to 5:15. The director made this film messy choosing a complex story. He presented Nagarjuna in three roles. There is no clarity in the three roles Nagarjuna played and how they are related. We enjoyed watching it. My brother Srinivas brought my sister-in-law Sandhya Rani and Srijana to home on his bike. Sujan and I came back by a city bus. Night we had browned peanuts. Went to sleep by 9:30 for my dreams.

7 January (Tuesday)

Woke up by 6:00. My brother Srinivas left for his bank by 6:30. I demonstrated the preparation of Shakti Malt porridge for the benefit of my sister-in-law Sandhya Rani. Had the two glasses of this porridge I prepared. My nephew Sujan, Srijana and I got ready by 9:15. Srijana put the seaside stones also in my jute bag. We three left the rented abode of my brother Srinivas by 9:30. They are living in the front portion of House No. 247 at MIG in Madhava Dhara. It is a spacious portion. They like it. We hired an auto rickshaw for 25 rupees to NAD Kotha Road. There Sujan and Srijana had coconut water. We took a Rajahmundry bound Express bus for Elamanchili. We reached the rented abode of Sowjanya by 11:15. Her husband Datla Ramesh was also there. My brother Sambha came there by 11:30. We went to the nearby office of EPDCL on his bike. I signed on some documents there. This brother is applying for high voltage electricity supply to our mango garden at hills. It is necessary for drawing water from ground and setting up an electric water pump there. I too applied for it on my behalf. He dropped me back at the abode of Ramesh. We had lunch by 2:00. We spent talking for about one hour. Ramesh brought us to bus station by 3:30. Srijana and I took a bus by 3:45. I got off it at Adduroad Junction by 4:15. Srijana would get off it at Tuni. Spent talking with my paternal grandfather Thammi Raju for half an hour at my home. Gave him 250 grams of sweet black grapes. Went to the abode of my uncle Srinu by 4:30. Spent talking with them for 90 minutes. Had my supper in the house of my brother Sambha by 7:30. Spent talking with my mother for two hours. Went to sleep by 10:00.

8 January (Thursday)

Woke up by 6:30. Srijana talked with me over phone. My paternal uncle Narayana Murthy came by 8:00. Spent talking with him for 20 minutes. Now my paternal grandparents are living in a room of his recently constructed house. His daughter Ashwini is in her first year Intermediate course at Sri Prakash Junior College in Payakaraopeta. They are not providing them with good food in their hostel. My mother is preparing special dishes in view of coming Sankranti. Janaki, the mother of my sister-in-law Kranti, is helping her in it. My father-in-law Rama Raju called me up from Tuni by 10:00. He told me to start early. Took a bus at Adduroad Junction by 11:00. Reached Tuni by 11:30. My father-in-law took me to the rented abode of Sekhar, the maternal uncle of Srijana, by 12:00, on his bike. Ashish Varma, the second son of Sekhar, is six months old now. He is cute. When I was playing with him, he urinated on me. Felt happy. He greeted me honestly. I liked his innocence. Revathi, the wife of Sekhar, saw the two photo albums of Srijana. She felt very happy. My father-in-law and I reached Viswanadhapuram by 1:30 on his bike. Had my lunch there by 2:00. My mother-in-law prepared it. Srijana, her father and I reached K O Mallavaram on his bike by 4:00. We spent there for 45 minutes. I listened to the words of experience of Mantena Venkata Ramana Raju, the paternal grandfather of Srijana. He must be about 80 now. He is a great book of life. I like him a lot. We returned to Viswanadhapuram by 5:00. My mother-in-law offered me snacks by 5:30. Took a head bath by 7:15. My brother-in-law Vamsy came from Hyderabad by 7:45. Had my supper by 8:30. Went to sleep by 9:30.

9 January (Friday)

Woke up by 6:00. Today my sweetheart Srijana Devi is celebrating her 19th birthday at the house of her maternal grandparents in Viswanadhapuram. She took a head bath by 8:30. She wore a new green sari. She put on new rolled gold bangles. Many of her relatives and friends wished her on the occasion of her birthday. Her maternal grandmother Lakshmi Bharathi prepared Chicken Biryani and sweet milk rice for a few invitees in this village. Her mother prepared cake with 12 eggs. Her father bought 3.5 kilos of chicken and 20 rupees of chocolates on this occasion. I handed my Telugu poetry memento to her by 9:30. She read it in two minutes’ time. She did not appreciate it specially. She must have felt happy internally. I spent 500 rupees on this memento. I got that money using her gold bangles. I could not buy even chocolates for her. Lord Krishna wanted it to be that way. Spent most of my time in hamlet Viswanadhapuram. By 4:30 my father-in-law and I went to the sugarcane collection centre by village Kodavatipudi on his bike. He collected about 10 long sugarcanes from a bullock cart there. We brought them home. He cut them into about 25 short pieces. I had two of them standing outside. My father-in-law and I went to his lime farm by 6:00 on his bike. We spent there talking happily for half an hour. I got many useful insights from his words. Today it was cloudy and cool. Enjoyed it. Today Srijana celebrated her birthday simply. Went to sleep by 9:30.

10 January (Saturday)

Woke up by 3:00. Took a bath by 7:00. Had a few pieces of papaya fruit by 7:30. Took a bus at Viswanadhapuram by 7:45. I saw my A P R school friend in it. The APSRTC bus conductor is M Satya Narayana. He belonged to section ‘A’ of 10th standard at A P R school in Bhoopathipalem when I was in ‘B’ section of 10th standard then. I could identify him after 15 years, observing his face. We talked about our mutual friends. We felt very happy recollecting those schooldays. He is not happy with his job as a bus conductor. He is living with his parents in Narsipatnam. He is married. They have a child. We exchanged our cellphone numbers. Reached the bus station in Tuni by 8:30. Thence took a bus and reached Annavaram by 9:00. Took a sharing auto rickshaw there and went up to Ratnagiri Hill. Lord Veera Venkata Satya Narayana Swamy is located here. Bought six packs of prasaadham for 30 rupees. Had two of them for my breakfast. My uncle Chanti Babu reached there by 11:30 from village Durgada. We had free food there by 1:00. His acquaintance Govind helped him reserve rooms and other facilities in this temple complex for the marriage of his daughter Sirisha on the 27th of next month. We went down this hill by 3:00. We took a bus for different destinations. He got off it at Kathipudi. I reached Jaggampeta by 4:30. My cousin Hari of Ramuladeva Puram appeared me there. We took a sharing auto rickshaw and reached Gollalagunta by 5:15. We walked to the house of our maternal uncle Varma. Night talked with my folks there. Went to sleep by 10:00.

11 January (Sunday)

Woke up by 6:00. Morning my uncle Rama Raju helped my aunt Raja Kumari prepare rice flour for a special dish (pokundalu). It involved much physical work. Told him that it is good for his health. By 9:30 my cousin Narendra Varma came from his college. We started to Jaggampeta by 11:30 in an auto rickshaw. I bought 40 yellow bananas for 40 rupees. Took a sharing auto rickshaw and reached Molleru Mallavaram by 12:45. Walked to the house of the maternal grandparents of my sister-in-law Sandhya Rani. Spent talking with them for 90 minutes. Walked back to the bus stop at Gandhi statue by 2:15. Took a bus and reached Jaggampeta by 3:15. Took a sharing auto rickshaw and reached Surampalem by 4:30. My cousin Narendra Varma came there on the bike of his classmate. He took me to his college. He is in the last semester of his B.Tech. Mechanical course at Aditya Engineering College now. They are conducting “Colors”, their annual celebration meant for their students and invitees. It is the last day of this celebration today. He is running a stall of samosaas and other snacks along with four of his classmates as part of this annual event. There are about 100 stalls here. I had two samosaas at their stall and coconut water at another stall. Spent watching the enjoyment of youth there for two hours. They generated dust and noise. I liked their spirit of life. Narendra and his classmate brought me to Peddapuram on a bike by 8:00. Returned to Gollalagunta by 9:15. Had my supper by 10:00. Talked with my two maternal aunts and uncles about the discipline to be followed to live happily. They listened to me silently. Went to sleep by 10:30.

12 January (Monday)

Woke up by 6:00. Spent talking with my familiar ones for some time. My cousin Anantha Lakshmi offered me breakfast by 8:30. It was fantastic. My cousin Narendra Varma came by 9:30. He invested 2000 rupees in the stall he ran for three days in their college along with his classmates. His share of profit from this venture is 200 rupees. We went to my rice farm under Dhora Pond on bicycle by 12:30. We enjoyed this ride in sunlight. This year there is very little yield from this farm. My father transferred the legal right of this piece of agricultural land to me two years ago. I walked across it for a few minutes. Then we walked up and down those farm bunds talking about some things leading to the concept of human psychology. I wanted to educate him about the way of the world. Talked with my upper primary school classmate Uyyala Rama Krishna on our way back to home. We went to the house of Revathi by 1:30. She is a beloved aunt of Srijana. Spent talking with her for 15 minutes. Also talked with my friend Kishore for 15 minutes. Spent talking with Subba Lakshmi at their house for half an hour. Took the color photo of her youngest daughter Lavanya. Now they are searching for a suitable bridegroom for her. I have some candidates in my view. I like to connect people. Narendra Varma, Kavitha and I went to my mango garden on foot by 4:30. The mango trees grew up well. Walked across this land for 10 minutes. My father transferred the legal right of this piece of land to me two years ago. We returned home by 5:00. Had my supper by 7:00. My cousin Anantha Lakshmi prepared fish soup for me. Spent talking with my maternal aunt Raja Kumari for one hour. Went to sleep by 10:30.

13 January (Tuesday)

Woke up by 2:00. The moon was bright in the sky. My maternal aunt Raja Kumari started cooking special dishes for the day by 3:30. My uncles and cousins lit bonfire by 4:30. It is Bhogi today for Hindus. I am not interested in celebrating it as a festival. Had my breakfast by 6:00. My cousins Narendra Varma, Hari of Tank Bead and my maternal uncle Varma accompanied me up to the Kirana shop of Soorayya. We reached there by 7:00 on foot. Took a sharing auto rickshaw and reached Jaggampeta by 7:30. Thence took a bus and reached Tuni by 9:30. Bought a copy of Eenadu and walked to the nearby railway station. Visakhapatnam-Vijayawada passenger train arrived by 11:30. Received my nephew Suhas. My brother Srinivas, my sister-in-law Sandhya Rani, my nephew Sujan and others were going to Molleru Mallavaram to celebrate this Sankranti there. Suhas wants to celebrate this festival along with me and Srijana in Viswanadhapuram. We two took a sharing auto rickshaw and reached Viswanadhapuram by 1:15. Had my lunch by 1:30. I did not sleep well at night for the last one week. Tried to compensate it resting for two hours on a cot. Shaved my beard and took a head bath by 4:30 to give myself an acceptable look. I could manage it to some extent. Walked on to the main road in this village to breathe fresh air from nature. The kids and youth of this village participated in some contests and played cricket on the occasion of Sankranti. Spent watching their spirit of fun and celebration for one hour sitting in a chair. Night spent talking with my familiar ones for one hour. Went to sleep by 10:30.

14 January (Wednesday)

Woke up by 6:30. Today it is Sankranti. Spent all the day in and around Viswanadhapuram. The maternal grandparents of Srijana are the hosts for Srijana and me. Vamsy and my in-laws also spent here. Dantuluri Lakshmi Bharathi, the maternal grandmother of Srijana, is an expert cook and housewife. She does a lot of work for her family members. She seeks joy in the presence and happiness of her dear ones. She colors her hair black to look beautiful. She is a traditional Indian Hindu woman. Hers is a life of service and sacrifice for her beloved family members. She prepared Lemon Rice and sweet milk rice (ksheeraannam) for us. This morning also the kids and youth of this village played cricket as part of their “Sankranti Village Competitions”. They invited me also to play it. I softly refused to do it. Sat in a chair watching them playing. Had my lunch by 1:30. By 4:30, the kids and youth of this village started to the guesthouse of Alluri Satyanarayana Raju. It’s a few minutes’ walk from the houses in this hamlet. It is amid papaya, coconut and farm oil trees. Srijana and her cousin Shivaranjani (Rosy) stayed back at this guesthouse as they are pregnant. Others and I walked up to a nearby hillock from here. I saw the green farmlands of these villagers from this point of altitude. Two boys took photos to capture and record the beauty of this memorable day. I enjoyed myself sensing this scenery, sunset and snowfall when the day was ending. Night played cards with Srijana, Vamsy, Suhas and some other youth of this village. I lost about 40 rupees in it. It’s a game of celebration for me today. Went to sleep by 12:45.

15 January (Thursday)

Woke up by 6:30. Spent all the day within Viswanadhapuram. Today every family in this village cut the throat of a cock or a hen. It is the festival of chicken curry for them today. By 8:30 my father-in-law prepared the chicken of a fowl. Srijana and I had our lunch in the house of our host of the day in this village by 2:15. They served Chicken Biryani and sweet milk rice to us. It is a way of exchange of mutual affection in this village. Today I played Tambola and cards with the kids and youth of this village. I won 50 rupees. My nephew Suhas won 80 rupees. He actively played these two casual indoor games. The elders in this village gamble thousands of rupees playing cards. They passionately watched cock fights also. I refused to come to watch those cock fights when my father-in-law told me about it. It is a sinful and cruel game demanding the lives of innocent birds in that forced bloody fight. A guy of this village invited me to come along with him at night to experience the joy of hunt with a gun in the hills near this hamlet. I softly refused to do it. Hunting animals for pleasure is an act of barbarism and inhumanity. Afternoon Shanthi asked me to write Telugu poetry addressing her and gift that memento to her. She is a distant cousin of Srijana. She is like my sister. Agreed to do it for her. I liked the purity of her innocence and affection in asking me for such gift. Viswanadhapuram symbolizes unity in diversity. All these kshatriyas practice mutual cooperation and coexistence. I like such spirit of harmony in a community or region. Went to sleep by 11:00.

16 January (Friday)

Woke up by 6:30. My father-in-law, Vamsy and Srijana played cards with the kids of this village. Spent watching their enthusiasm and fun for four hours. My nephew Suhas lost 100 rupees. Vamsy borrowed 50 rupees from me and lost it in that game. One should not play cards borrowing money from others. It is like dipping other’s head also in a dirty pool of water after one’s turn. Had rice with chicken curry by 1:30. My nephew Suhas and I kept our luggage ready by 1:45. Vamsy dropped us at village Gandi on a bike by 2:00. Thence we took a bus and reached the bus station in Tuni by 2:30. We took a bus and reached Adduroad Junction by 3:30. Thence we walked to our house. My mother felt happy seeing me back at home. Went to Adduroad on the bicycle of our tenant Raja. Spent there talking with my friends Appala Raju and Ganga Raju for some time. By 6:45 took a sharing auto rickshaw and reached Narsipatnam Road railway station. Bought a ticket for nine rupees to Durgada Gate Halt. Took Visakhapatnam-Rajahmundry passenger train by 7:30. Got off it at my destination by 8:30. Enjoyed this short journey in a passenger train. Felt that a poor Indian can live happily in India as long as there are passenger trains in India. I did one hour’s journey spending nine rupees only. It is the best enjoyment I had in the recent times. My maternal aunt Surya Bhaskaramma served me rice with sesame chutney. We spent talking among ourselves for three hours. My uncle Chanti Babu told me about some recent events in his life. He served his parents and siblings like a voluntary servant for long. Now they are not reciprocating such love and care towards him and his family. He stands for truth and Dharma. Others think that he is old-fashioned. Went to sleep by 11:30.

17 January (Saturday)

Woke up by 5:00. Went to the house of the father-in-law of my cousin Naren (the second son of my teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju) in Durgada by 8:30. He came here to spend his time with his wife and in-laws on the occasion of Sankranti. Spent talking with him for half an hour. By 10:30 went to the temple of Lord Shiva in Durgada. Dropped a 20-rupee note into the donor money collection box there. Spent talking with my uncle Chanti Babu for 20 minutes sitting in the premises of this temple. He told me about a recent event in this village. It proved the power of God against man. After this event, the people in this village started fearing this God and worshipping Him regularly. Had my lunch by 12:30. My uncle and I came to Durgada Gate Halt by 12:45. Rajahmundry-Visakhapatnam passenger train arrived by 1:30. It was densely packed. I managed to stand up by an exit door. Reached Narsipatnam Road railway station by 2:30. Thence took a sharing auto rickshaw and reached our house in Peda Gummuluru by 3:00. Spent talking with my mother for some time. Meanwhile, Yesu Babu, the associate of my brother Sambha, came. He spent talking with me for two hours. He talks greatly about many things in his knowledge and on how to handle people in different contexts. I like his intelligence, courage and patience in facing his life. He asked me for 20 rupees. I readily gave it. My brother Srinivas came from Molleru Mallavaram by 5:30. My brother Sambha returned from Nagaram by 6:00. We spent talking, among ourselves, about various things. Our parents felt happy with our presence. My father talked angrily about some people, who dealt with him in the past. Went to sleep by 9:30.

18 January (Sunday)

Woke up by 6:30. My darling Srijana, her mother and her brother Vamsy took Janmabhoomi Express at Tuni railway station by 7:45. My father-in-law took them to station to see them off. My paternal uncle Narayana Murthy came by 10:30. My brothers Srinivas and Sambha started to our mango garden at hills by 11:00 on a bike. My uncle and I started on two bicycles. I like cycling. It burns my fat and keeps me fit. We reached our mango garden by 11:30. This newly laid road is good. There is an electricity supply wire along cement poles. There is sea change in this hilly region after the arrival of electricity. My brother Sambha struggled hard for this change in this interior area of farmlands. I felt proud of him for it. Spent talking with my aunt Kumari and my cousins Aswini and Ashok for one hour. She offered tea and snacks to us three brothers. We went to our mango garden by 1:30. Sambha is getting a small shelter constructed with cement and bricks in our mango garden by peepal tree. We saw its foundation. Yesu Babu and I started back to home by 2:00 on two bicycles. I talked with my familiar ones in village Ramayyapatnam for 30 minutes. I liked their affection for me. Reached home by 2:30. My mother served me rice with mutton curry. My brother Srinivas and his second son Suhas left for Visakhapatnam by 5:00 from Adduroad Junction by a bus. Went to the house of my paternal aunt Subhadra by 5:30. Her son Ravindra Varma and her husband Appala Raju were also there. There are mistrust and unrest in this family. I advised each of them on how to think and behave to keep their family united and happy. I derive happiness from uniting people and explaining them the beauty and need of strong human bonds. Went to sleep by 10:00.

19 January (Monday)

Woke up by 6:00. Talked with my brother Sambha and my sister-in-law Kranti in their home from 10:00 to 10:30. Clarified them that I won’t give my first child or other children to them. They are waiting for children. It did not happen during the last eight years after their marriage. They did not follow the advice of doctors. They developed fat eating bad foods and avoiding physical work. They lack discipline. If they want children, they must change their lifestyles. I alerted them to this extent in time. Asked him to lend me 1000 rupees. He did not have even that money on him. My mother put homemade sweets in my bag. She prepared sweet milk rice with sago at my request. She deeply loves her three sons. She suffers internally when we two sons go away from her after our short stay here. My father engages himself in some regular work to drive boredom and laziness away from him. He is still running after money. He does not know how to treat his wife. She is like a honorary servant to him. I pity them. They are not spending enough money to keep their lives comfortable and happy. I have no money to give them now. My brother Sambha gave me 1000 rupees by 2:30. Walked to Adduroad Junction by 4:00. Took a bus and reached Tuni by 4:40. Hired a rickshaw and reached the rented abode of Sekhar, the maternal uncle of Srijana, in Court Street. They are living in the first floor of a house of advocate Vasanthala Appa Rao there. My father-in-law came from Viswanadhapuram by 6:30 on his bike. He brought about 15 sugarcanes for me and fruits and ghee for his daughter Srijana in Hyderabad. We watched television for one hour. We had supper by 9:00. Went to sleep by 10:00.

20 January (Tuesday)

Woke up by 4:00. Srijana’s aunt Revathi prepared Vegetable Biryani for us. Had it by 6:30. She kept Vegetable Biryani in a box and put a spoon in it. My father-in-law dropped me at Tuni railway station by 7:00 on his bike. He went back to bring the brother of Revathi. Stood in the queue there and bought a general ticket to Secunderabad for 134 rupees. When we were waiting for our train, a goods train moved past us. An innocent dog ran before it, desperately struggling to escape from it. This goods train hit it, cut part of its left hind leg and removed part of its skin on the right of its body. I saw it shivering beside a track. I informed the Assistant Station Master (ASM) about the injury to this dog. He told me that he would reach this information to the member of a voluntary organization in Tuni. This dog ran away from the tracks observing the arrival of Janmabhoomi Express. Fear of accident and death energized it to flee. Took my train by 7:25. It reached Vijayawada Junction by 12:15. Then I got a seat to sit by a window. Had my packed food when the train was nearing Tenali railway station. My friend Ramu Naidu came to Guntur railway station to see me. He bought and brought a bottle of Sprite soft drink for me at my request. That was the gift I wanted from him. He is getting trained as a commercial clerk at Guntur division now. I am happy to see him as an employee of the Indian Railways. He is a self-made individual. He talked with me for two minutes. Enjoyed rest of my journey watching the passing scenery from the window. Janmabhoomi Express reached Secunderabad railway station by 7:00. Vamsy came to station to receive me. Had my supper by 8:00. Went to sleep by 9:30.

21 January (Wednesday)

Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Went to the rented abode of Kiran by 1:00. Spent talking with my teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju there for two hours. He showed me the photo of a Kshatriya girl of Bhimavaram. Now they are considering her for their third son Kiran for marriage. They asked for my opinion on her compatibility to Kiran in beauty. She is good in all respects. She looks older than Kiran by face. Told them to go ahead if Kiran likes her. I would give 58 marks for 100 for her beauty. Kiran gets 75 marks for 100 for his loveliness. Kiran has to compromise a little to marry this girl because there is scarcity of compatible girls for him in our community now. Took two city buses and reached the bus stop near the office of Ramachandra Puram Mandal, by Ashok Nagar, by 6:15. Anantha Varma came there. Handed a packet of sweets to him. My maternal aunt Surya Bhaskaramma sent them for him. Talked with him for 15 minutes. Took two city buses and came back to Karkhana by 8:30. Spent browsing Internet in an Internet café there from 8:30 to 9:30. There were about 400 emails in my Yahoo Mail inbox. Deleted unwanted ones. Updated my blog site posting a blog about my arrival to Hyderabad. Also typed out and posted my brief comments on the collapse of Satyam Computers and the grand entry of Barack Obama into the ruling position of the United States of America. I think the world order gets better with humanitarian Obama. The fall of Satyam Computers is a lesson to other corporate companies in India. Went to sleep by 10:30 for my dreams.

22 January (Thursday)

Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. By 10:00 Srijana and I collected our color photos from Mayur Digital Studio. Yesterday we got them shot in it. They came well. My brother Sambha uses one of them to apply for a ration card for both of us in Peda Gummuluru. We reached Secunderabad by 11:00 by bus. I posted two envelopes with our color photos. Her father also wants them. We reached Osmania University campus by 12:00. We enquired them at the B.Sc. Section about the result of Srijana’s supplementary exam. They told us that she failed in her physics exam. We submitted relevant documents there for the issuance of a marks memo. They told us to come after 10 days for it. Srijana and I had the seeds of pomegranate sitting on a cement bench there. Her mother did them for her and put them in a small steel box. We returned home by 2:30. Rested for one hour. Reached the office of Cyberabad Legal Services at Khairathabad by 5:30. Spent talking with advocate C S N Raju from 6:30 to 7:00. He said that some corrections must be incorporated into our reply meant to be sent to the lawyer of Maa television channel. We both should sit together soon and finalize it. We discussed marriage alliances for three of his cousins. I gave the photo of Lavanya to him. Returned home by 8:00. This afternoon a hawker sold me a pack of incense sticks for 35 rupees saying that he is a poor Brahmin. I bought it out of pity for him. When I opened it at night to light them in my room, I found them to be old and useless. That dirty dog chose to live cheating others. If he comes across me again, I will teach him an unforgettable lesson. Went to sleep by 10:30.

23 January (Friday)

Woke up by 7:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Took two city buses and reached the abode of my friend Veeranjaneyulu at Jubilee Hills by 12:30. He looked a little dim to me. Now he is doing the painting of a Hindu goddess. Recently he got the ceiling in his art room decorated with white thermo-cool sheets. It is to keep this room protected from the high temperature of coming summer. He spent about 2000 rupees on it. He got a letter from the office of Reader’s Digest in Mumbai. They informed him that the cheque sent by him recently got bounced. He did not like it. He does not like doing anything, which brings bad name to him. There were no funds in his bank account when this cheque was sent for clearance. He was disturbed about it. He told me that the present economic recession in the world affected the art industry also. Very few are buying paintings now at high rates. There is no problem to Veeru due to it. His clients buy his paintings out of love for their beauty and quality but not for business purposes. He creates inspiring art pieces to attract genuine art lovers. By 4:15 typed out and posted a blog titled “Widening Gaps” on my blog site using the computer of Veeru with Internet access. I discussed weak human relations in the world now. Many are building walls around them. Separatist tendencies are breaking India into many fragments now. Returned home by 6:30. Bought and brought sweet black grapes for Srijana. This morning she consulted Dr Narmada at Geeta Nursing Home in West Marredpally. Went to sleep by 9:30.

24 January (Saturday)

Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Washed a pair of clothes by 8:30. My friend Rajani Kumar Raju called me up by 11:00. He told me to come to the branch of Andhra Bank at Somajiguda with my passbook. Hired an auto rickshaw and reached there by 11:30. Paid him 60 rupees. Rajani came there on his bike along with his business associate. He got two pay order cheques in his name to be encashed at Andhra Bank. He does not have an account with Andhra Bank. He requested the staff there to encash those two cheques and credit that money to my savings account with this bank. They said that it is against their bank rules. They won’t do it. He brought his familiar bank staff member to get it done somehow. Yet they did not do it. I got the record of my recent transactions entered into my passbook by a computer operator there. My balance in this account is 326 rupees. Even my other bank accounts have such poor status. Took a bus and reached RTC Crossroads by 1:15. Had hot snacks for 20 rupees at a pushcart by cinema Sandhya. Had a glass of Lemon Soda for five rupees to attend this hard food. Saw the Telugu film “Sasirekha Parinayam” in cinema Sandhya 35 MM from 2:00 to 4:30. Enjoyed watching it throughout. One melodious love song in it attracted me a lot. Took a city bus and returned home by 6:00. The packaged buffalo milk we are using now is of low quality compared to fresh milk. I talked with the buffalo keeper in our street about fresh milk from them. They asked me for 35 rupees for a litre of fresh buffalo milk without water. One litre of packaged milk costs me 25 rupees only. Went to sleep by 9:30.

25 January (Sunday)

Woke up by 6:30. Had half a litre of hot Shakti Malt by 7:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Advocate C S N Raju informed me to come to his office when I called him up by 10:30. Hired an auto rickshaw and reached his office at Khairathabad by 11:30. Talked with him for 20 minutes. He told me to send my letter to advocate Hanumantha Rao of Maa television channel. I prepared an eight-page letter in the last week of December in 2008 for this purpose. Emailed it to him. He went through it. He said that I can send it to the legal representative of Maa television channel with some changes. Earlier I prepared it to be sent by my advocate to their advocate. Now it must be made into first person narrative. I would be its narrator throughout. My advocate arbitrates when they do not listen to my orders even after reading this letter. A writer can write anything addressing a wrongdoer but a lawyer has limitations in addressing others. My long letter must be abridged if he has to send it to him. He did not like to kill the spirit of this letter doing so. I liked his decision. Had my lunch at home by 1:30. Reached Shivam Road by 2:45 by a bus. Spent editing this letter from 3:00 to 6:00 in Global View Internet café. Got the eight pages of this letter printed out on Royal Executive Bond sheets of paper. Paid 56 rupees to this Internet café owner for Internet and these printouts. Returned home by 7:00. Put these papers in a quality envelope and pasted address slips on it. The missile is ready to be launched. Went to sleep by 10:00.

26 January (Monday)

Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Today a solar eclipse took place from 3:00 to 4:30 in Hyderabad. Srijana observed this day specially according to the instructions from her father and maternal grandmother. She did not go outside during this time. She rested on a cot, closing the doors and windows, to block entry of sunlight. She avoided consuming food items and drinks during this time. She turned quite orthodox in observing this day. This is to avoid the harmful effects of this solar eclipse on the formative baby in her womb. I did not find these observations rational or sensible. I did not impose my views on her either. I should respect her beliefs and practices as long as they won’t affect her negatively. Evening took a head bath according to her instructions. A serpent swallowed the sun. The sun existed in a state of death for some hours. Hindus take head baths after the death of relatives in their families. Some belong to the clan of sun (Soorya Vamsha) in our Kshatriya community. My friends Krishna Varma and Anantha Varma came from Ashok Nagar by 11:00. They spent here for four hours. They saw our marriage photos and video. We had lunch by 2:00. Took a city bus and got off it at the Pension Office bus stop in Banjara Hills by 3:45. Walked a little along Road No. 12 there. My friend Rajani Kumar Raju rented in an independent house there behind Banjara 12 Hospital. He invited me to come there and see it. It is a spacious and quiet abode. He wants to use it for his Telugu film production and business expansion operations. Told him to do it early. Returned home by 7:20 by bus. Had my supper by 7:45. Went to sleep by 10:00.

27 January (Tuesday)

Woke up by 6:30. Had 150 millilitres of Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. My mother-in-law too had it. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Went to head post office at Patny Centre in Secunderabad by 10:00. Pasted a 15-rupee postal stamp on the envelope addressed to advocate Hanumantha Rao of Maa television channel. Pasted a three-rupee postal stamp on a sheet of white paper with to and from addresses. It reaches this advocate under the ‘Certificate of Posting’. An executive pressed the date stamp on the address paper retained by me. The missile was launched. Took a city bus and reached the abode of my friend Veeranjaneyulu at Jubilee Hills by 11:30. Went there to send a covering letter and a demand draft for 2100 rupees to the office of Reader’s Digest in Mumbai on behalf of Veeru. He did not have that money on him today. Meanwhile Rajani Kumar Raju came there. We all spent talking among ourselves for about three hours. Rajani has much understanding of film industry. Meanwhile Meher Baba follower Murali came there. His spiritual knowledge is commendable. We two spent talking about soul, karma, cycle of births, five masters and their impact on the events and creatures in this world. I found his answers to my questions reasonable and satisfactory. Took leave of them and reached the rented abode of Rajani at Banjara Hills by 5:00. He lent me 1000 rupees by 5:45. Took two city buses and reached my abode by 7:00. This morning Srijana vomited. She felt dizzy and weak. Went to sleep by 9:30.

28 January (Wednesday)

Woke up by 6:00. Had a glass of warm water. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Subba Lakshmi called me up from Gollalagunta. She told me that she is not interested in getting her 25-year-old daughter married to the 38-year-old rich man in Hyderabad. I thought that her daughter would be happy in the company of a good rich man. Bodily age difference does not impact a marital relationship as long as they care for their physical and mental health. The karma of each soul decides when one should die naturally or accidentally. By 11:00, Srijana, her mother and I took a bus and reached RTC Crossroads by 11:30. We walked to the rented abode of my cousin Kiran. His mother was there. We spent talking with her for one hour. Srijana and I walked to cinema Sudarshan by 12:45. We saw long queues there for tickets to see the Telugu film “Arundhati” of Anushka. We understood that we cannot get tickets. This film is running with packed audience for the last two weeks. It is a big hit. We three hired an auto rickshaw and moved to cinema Shanthi at Narayana Guda. We easily got tickets. We saw the Telugu film “Maskaa” in it. It got a weak story and messy screenplay. I liked the beauty, innocence and acting of Hansika Motwani. I did not find this film boring either. I got a phone call from the HR executive of a company in Hyderabad when watching this film. Asked her to call me after 5:00. She did not do it. We hired an auto rickshaw to RTC Crossroads. Thence we took a city bus and reached home by 7:00. Srijana, Vamsy and I spent on the terrace of our abode from 8:00 to 8:30. Went to sleep by 10:00 for my dreams.

29 January (Thursday)

Woke up by 6:30. Had a glass of hot Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Rested on my iron cot for one hour. Had my lunch by 11:30. Took a city bus and reached Shivam Road by 12:30. Paid 460 rupees at the Reliance outlet by Shivam Circle towards my bill from 11 December 2008 to 10 January 2009. Spent at Kshatriya Seva Samithi hostel in DD Colony for five minutes. Now they are getting it whitewashed. Thence walked down to Global View Internet café. Spent there from 2:00 to 6:00. Typed out and posted a blog titled “Latest News” on my blog site. Wrote about the Telugu films I saw recently, politics in Andhra Pradesh and some other events related to India. When waiting for a city bus at the bus bay there, saw a hawker with big cauliflowers on his handcart. I found them attractive. Bought one for 25 rupees. Took a bus and reached my rented abode in Darji Colony at Kakaguda by 7:30. Bought two tablets for the cure of back pain for my mother-in-law. Recently she got weight. Excess fat is the cause for many health disorders these days. My cousin Narendra Varma came to Vijayawada recently. He is doing a project there along with his classmates as part of the last semester of his B.Tech. course at Aditya Engineering College at Surampalem. He is the team leader of his batch. They are studying the process of power generation in Vijayawada Thermal Power Station (VTPS) to submit that project report in their college. They rented in a house there for 15000 rupees for one month for 10 members. He is also preparing for the GATE to be held on 8 February, 2009. He should pursue M.Tech. at an IIT in India. Went to sleep by 10:00.

30 January (Friday)

Woke up by 7:30. Had a glass of Shakti Malt porridge by 9:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Spent most of the day within my abode. Srijana told me that she does not continue her education at Kasturba Gandhi Degree College. She is neither going to this college nor preparing for her annual exams. She is interested in doing some useful course through distance education mode when she feels comfortable for it. My happiness lies in her bliss. She is pregnant now. She cannot concentrate on her studies when getting heavy with this duty imposed by me accidentally. Lord Krishna decided like this for us. He has more wisdom and vision than us. We are subject to His direction. Got a haircut in a nearby hair salon by 1:30 for 30 rupees. He massaged my scalp before and after this haircut. Enjoyed this practice of his art on my head. He cut my hair well. He earned 30 rupees investing his hard work and honesty. India needs such good people now. By 4:30, Srijana, her mother and I walked to a small grocery store through Gruhalaxmi Nagar. They both had Pani Puri at a handcart there for 20 rupees. I avoided it considering lack of hygiene in the spicy water served along with these famous snacks. We bought vegetables worth 50 rupees. I enjoyed this stroll along with my sweetheart and her great mother. Srijana wore a saree. She looked gorgeous in it. I observed boys seeing her with special interest when moving past her. A beauty may be seen and enjoyed by all admirers. I am not the only female beauty admirer in this world. May God bless my beauty. Went to sleep by 10:00 for my dreams.

31 January (Saturday)

Woke up by 7:30. Had 200 millilitres of Shakti Malt porridge by 8:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. My cousin Kiran called me up by 8:30. He told me that they are moving into another apartment in the same block of apartments today. He did not tell me to come and help him move those things up. He is such a great boy. Took a city bus and reached his abode by 11:15. We two went to a nearby spot of daily laborers on his bike. We brought a laborer into the apartment of Kiran. We asked him about the service charges he wants to move a refrigerator, a double cot bed and a sofa into the third floor from the first floor. He asked for 1200 rupees for it. I told him that we are not politicians or businessmen. We put it at 300 rupees. We made it 400 rupees on his request. He went out and brought another co-worker. Kiran and his friend Lavan helped them move those things up. They took 400 rupees for this little work they did for half an hour. We four moved remaining things up from 12:30 to 4:00. Kiran’s mother offered delicious food to us by 3:30. Today Kiran moved into apartment 301 from 102. It is the choice of the mother of Kiran. There are many cupboards in this apartment. It’s a well-ventilated abode. This flat in Signet Avenue overlooks cinema Saptagiri. Monthly rent of this apartment is 8500 rupees. We got a ceiling fan fitted in it by an electrician by 6:00. Meanwhile Vamsy came there from his ITI at Musheerabad. We reached Secunderabad by 6:30. We bought bananas and grapes for Srijana from the roadside vendors by railway station. Reached home by 7:30. Went to sleep by 10:30.

1 February (Sunday)

Woke up by 6:30. Had a glass of Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Srijana’s maternal aunt Madhavi, her cousins Sushma and Sunil came from Ashok Nagar by 10:00. They spent here till 4:30. They spent watching television. Accompanied them up to Secunderabad in a bus. They boarded a city bus bound to Patancheru by 4:45 to get off it at Ashok Nagar. Bought half a kilo of grapes for Srijana for 20 rupees at a pushcart opposite Secunderabad railway station. Got them weighed at a Kirana shop of my familiar fellow to check the accuracy of their weight. They weighed 420 grams only. It upset me. Even roadside vendors are selling goods of low quality and quantity. Cheating is an organized structure in India. Typed out a blog titled “Cheating Guaranteed” in a nearby Internet café from 5:10 to 8:10. Posted it on my blog site. I gave 16 examples to my blog readers to explain them the phenomenon of cheating prevalent in India now. Returned home by 8:20. Srijana and I put my audio cassettes in their respective labeled cases from 9:00 to 10:45. These audio tapes contain select classic Telugu film songs, which I earlier got recorded with special interest. Others made them disorderly after listening to them. I failed to understand which songs are in which audio tapes. We set them right listening to one or two songs in each cassette. These songs are of melody and rich literature. They soothe and inspire me instantly. Srijana also likes them. They are source of vitality and creativity for me. Yesterday night I visited the United States of America in my dream. Somebody took me there. Went to sleep by 11:00.

2 February (Monday)

Woke up by 6:30. Had a glass of hot Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Spent all the day at home. Lord Krishna would have given me these holidays to establish more closeness between Srijana and me. Doing a job means living a mechanical life. Many miss their personal lives doing busy jobs in the present immoral employment market. Today my father-in-law sold his used bike to somebody. He did it being unable to get it repaired. It costs him about 4000 rupees. He wants to buy another used bike when he gets money in some way. My parents went to the rented abode of my brother Srinivas in Visakhapatnam. Evening my mother talked with Srijana and me over phone. She asked me how I am managing my family without job for three months now. I answered her casually. Advised her to be careful to withstand diabetes. They would consult their doctor at Kalyani Hospital and return home. Evening bought tablets for Srijana. I have no money. Srijana gave me. She is feeling weak and giddy now and then. She feels disinclined to consume many kinds of foods and drinks. Advised her to avoid such tendency. One must eat all kinds of nutritious foods to stay fit in body and mind. Evening Srijana and I did slow walk on the terrace of our building for exercise sake. Her brother Vamsy took my cellphone to talk with somebody. Srijana advised me not to give it to him. Told her that I won’t do it. She knew from her familiar ones that Vamsy is in touch with a girl. She wants to correct him through me. I said that he should know what is good or bad to him on his own. We cannot build walls around the minds of others and reform them. It is not human either. Went to sleep by 10:00.

3 February (Tuesday)

Woke up by 7:00. Had a glass of Shakti Malt porridge by 7:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Spent most of the day at home. Listened to my favorite Telugu cine songs on my Walkman for 90 minutes. Got a phone call from the executive of a recruitment agency by 2:00. She ignored me as a potential candidate when I told her that I am looking for a job having left my last job three months ago. She must have thought that I died as a language editor and content writer during this time. Most of the HR executives don’t use their common sense when recruiting candidates for different positions. They run after liars and hypocrites. I cannot self-tune myself to become such an idiot. Spent in a nearby Internet café from 5:00 to 7:00. Searched on Google for information on short story publishers in print. Sent initial enquiry emails to about eight ids of such folks asking them if they can publish my English short stories. I need money. I cannot get it from my parents or brothers. Self-respect has been an age-old principle in blocking the growth of healthy relationships between sensitive people and their ignorant or stupid parents. My friends can lend me money. I have to repay it soon. Bank folks consider me as a helpless beggar if I approach them for a loan. I should depend on my physical and mental strength. I wrote short stories, using my brain, when I got a little time for it. I would be happy if I can sell them to some publisher and get some money from it. It is one of my reliable alternatives now. Returned home by 7:30. Had my supper by 8:00. Went to sleep by 10:00.

4 February (Wednesday)

Woke up by 6:30. Had a glass of Shakti Malt porridge by 7:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Took two city buses and reached the abode of my friend Veeranjaneyulu at Jubilee Hills by 11:30. He recently went to Bangalore to correct a little part of his old painting in the house of his client. He is a son-in-law of A V S Raju, the chairman of Nagarjuna Constructions Company. Veeru liked their spacious and splendidly decorated house a lot. He said that it was built for people with taste. He liked their treatment towards him. Today he felt sleepy and weak. He is eating a small amount of single-polish rice. His relatives prepare foods and drinks for him without much salt or fat content in them. He is practicing naturopathy in his thoughts and life. Perhaps he is not getting enough energy for the kind of hard work he is doing as an artist. Advised him to avoid strict balanced diet for some days. Checked my email on his computer system. Got a reply from the head of Frog Books in Mumbai. He informed me to email my English short stories for his consideration. Emailed my 64 short stories to him as a zipped file. Typed out part of a blog titled “Shocking Girls” on my blog site. Created these ideas being inspired by an online ad promoting a medicine, which increases the size of male reproductive organ. Meanwhile Veeru’s computer got struck. Returned to Karkhana by 5:00. Went to my favourite Internet café. Found that 20% of the blog I typed out earlier got lost. The inbuilt software of Blogger of Google could not save it completely automatically due to poor Internet access on Veeru’s computer. Completed typing out rest of this blog and posted it on my blog site by 6:00. Went to sleep by 9:30.

5 February (Thursday)

Woke up by 6:00. Took a city bus and reached the rented abode of my cousin Kiran by 9:00. Found their apartment locked. Took a city bus and proceeded to Shivam Road. Spent talking with my friend Murali at KSS Hostel for half an hour. He asked for my assistance in developing content for his company website. We will do it soon. Spent at Global View Internet café from 10:00 to 1:00. Got a reply from Sunil K Poolani of Frog Books in Mumbai. He expressed his willingness to publish my English short stories. He clarified me the terms and conditions under which this book may be published by him. He informed me to share the cost of publication of this book and some other inevitable expenses. The profit can be shared in the ratio of 50:50. I found his reply authentic, realistic and honest. Decided to go ahead with it. In life, now and then, one must take bold initiatives, which may or may not bring desired results. Starting a great journey is important. The destination remains there. One can reach it slowly or fast. His dreams and efforts must be strong. Emailed him to take this process further. I will utilize this opportunity to let myself known to others widely. Reached the abode of Kiran by 1:20. Had my lunch there by 1:30. My paternal uncle Narasimha Murthy came here from Tetagunta along with my teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju. This morning Kiran exchanged his looks and words with his prospective bride Sindhu in an abode at Kukatpally. They confirmed it. Sindhu is not exactly compatible to Kiran in beauty. They compromised. Returned home by 9:00. Spent happily for some time. Went to sleep by 10:00.

6 February (Friday)

Woke up by 6:30. Had a glass of Shakti Malt porridge by 7:50. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Spent most of the day at home. It is pleasure spending with Srijana. Her mother went to the house of their relative in this city to spend there for one day. By 1:00, got a phone call from Pritam, a HR executive of Hi Caliber IT Solutions Pvt. Ltd. at Himayat Nagar. They are looking for a content writer for their company. He informed me to attend an interview in their office this evening. Spent browsing Internet in a nearby Internet café from 1:30 to 3:30. Visited the website of Frog Books, a publishing firm in Mumbai. Read the content posted on it to check its quality and reliability. Found it good. I am at my starting point of journey as a published writer. Frog Books can launch me successfully. I also found the credentials of Sunil K Poolani attractive and admirable. He is one of the courageous entrepreneurs and writers of India. He wrote much for the print and online media. He is young and dynamic. Took a bus and reached Himayat Nagar by 6:50. Pritam and their manager formally interviewed me from 7:05 to 7:15 in their office. Their CEO and head office are at New Jersey in the USA. They have to consult their boss there to finalize a recruitment process. Two candidates came for interview for this position along with me. It’s a mediocre company. Pritam’s communication with me made me think so. When coming back home, went to the office of Thoran Technologies at Vikrampuri to collect my pending documents from them. They are yet to get them ready. Walked to my abode at Kakaguda. My friend Raja came. His marriage got finalized recently. We spent talking for one hour. Went to sleep by 11:00 for my dreams.

7 February (Saturday)

Woke up by 6:30. Had a glass of Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Raja left for his abode by 10:00. Spent writing short pieces of poetry in Telugu for half an hour. The folks of Telugu daily Eenadu are conducting a ‘Love Poetry Contest’ on the occasion of Valentine’s Day. There are cash and consolation prizes for winners. I wrote six lines of poetry describing love. My brother-in-law Vamsy posted that postcard at his ITI by RTC Crossroads. Called up my friend Veeru and read it out for him. He advised me to write another piece of poetry outlining love between a wife and husband. I wrote another piece as if Srijana is writing love poetry addressing me. Veeru told me a line expressing his sense of deep admiration for his dream girl Ritu Singh. I added two lines to it and put it also on a postcard. Put these two postcards into a nearby postbox by 12:00. Had my lunch at home by 12:45. Spent in a nearby Internet café from 1:15 to 6:00. Sunil K Poolani informed me to send my short stories on a single word file counting the total number of words so that he can tell me the print cost I need to bear. I put my 64 short stories on a word file in order. They amounted to 224 pages. The word count is 1,42,159. Two hours of work went into it. Emailed it to him. Typed out and posted a blog titled “Valentine’s Day” on my blog site by 5:40. Kiran came by 7:45. He brought apples and grapes worth 320 rupees for Srijana. He lent me 5000 rupees. He left by 8:15. Went to sleep by 10:00.

8 February (Sunday)

Woke up by 6:30. Had a glass of Shakti Malt porridge by 7:30. Scanned Eenadu for 30 minutes. Paid 3500 rupees to our portion mate towards the rent for my portion for the month of January. This time our monthly electricity bill amounted to 93 rupees only. Srijana, her mother and I took a Medchal bound city bus by Secunderabad railway station by 9:15. I bought one kilo of grapes for 25 rupees to take for them. We got off it at the entrance of village Kandla Koya by 10:30 by main road. Thence we hired an auto rickshaw for 15 rupees and reached the hut of Jagannaadha Raju, the paternal uncle of Srijana. We spent there till 5:00. I spent most of my time watching television lying on a cot. They offered Chicken Biryani, snacks and tea for us. Cold caught me immediately after having my lunch. This meat is from the poultry farm of his employer. This drinking water was brought from the service centre of voluntary organization Byrraju Foundation in Kandla Koya. It was named after the father of Ramalinga Raju, the chairman of recently collapsed Indian IT company Satyam Computers. I had cool curd also with rice. This broiler chicken must be infected. There might be bacteria or virus in this drinking water. This curd must be spoilt. Those little villains entered my body some way. My body is a great laboratory. It instantly hints me if I consume bad food, water or air. Powerful forces of virus or bacteria must have defeated my inbuilt immunity system. Severe cold is a result of a serious battle between  our villains and the antibodies in our body. The owner of this farmland got the mango and other trees in it cut. They made it even. They will get warehouses built here and lease them out to companies. We returned home by 7:30. Went to sleep by 10:00.

9 February (Monday)

Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. This morning our domestic LPG cylinder got emptied. I booked a refill four days ago. It is scheduled to be delivered to our abode today. I found this coincidence delightful and helpful to me. Reached Shivam Road by 1:00 by a city bus. Walked into the branch office of Muthoot Finance there by main road. Paid them 443 rupees towards the monthly interest for the loan of 18000 rupees I took out from them earlier keeping the two gold bangles of Srijana as collateral security. Spent at Global View Internet café from 1:15 to 3:45. Got a reply from Sunil K Poolani specifying the amount of money I have to pay him to get my book published by him. He put it at 1,25,000 rupees. Sent him an email stating that I would pay him that money as early as possible. I found this investment reasonable and justifiable to launch myself as a published writer into this world. Returned home by 4:30 by bus. Called up my brothers Srinivas and Sambha and told them to arrange this money for me at the earliest. Told my brother Sambha not to reach this information to my father. He thinks and behaves like a businessman towards me. He does not know about books, writing or publishing. He is innocent and narrow-minded in this regard. He never did right things for his sons discussing issues openly and fairly. I don’t forgive sinners and criminals even in our home. Enquired some of my friends about their knowledge of Frog Books. Colin Leslie Kelman congratulated and encouraged me to go ahead. Others knew little about Frog Books. They did not encourage me honestly. I will walk towards my destination. Went to sleep by 10:00.

10 February (Tuesday)

Woke up by 6:00. My mother-in-law and Vamsy left for Secunderabad railway station by 5:30. They are going to Tuni. Recently my father-in-law Rama Raju got concession certificates for travel by bus and train for him, his wife and his son. One of his eyes is blind. He turned so recently due to a mishap. His wife Saraswati cannot hear well nor speak in a clearly comprehensible voice. His son Vamsy fractured his left hand, when he was riding a bicycle, when he was in his third standard. He has that minor disorder now. My mother-in-law may travel with an escort by train. Both of them can travel buying tickets at half of their cost. Today Vamsy travelled along with his mother using this railway concession facility. Today I spent most of my time at home with Srijana. Rested on my iron folding cot for some time. Watched television for two hours. Listened to my favourite Telugu cine songs on my Sony Walkman for one hour. I caught low fever yesterday due to cold. It is on duty even today. Spent browsing Internet in a nearby Internet café from 4:15 to 5:15. Today I contemplated a decision to be taken against my father and two brothers and their respective families in the event of my two brothers failing to help me financially to get my book published. Srijana and I should not talk with or see them for two years. Only my mother can communicate or stay with me during this period of punishment to them. I need money to get my book published. I have no money. I should not beg from others when my brothers can afford it because they may question me on that front later. Asking my father for money is like killing myself. If my brothers turn merchants and avoid giving me money, I should punish them fairly. I teach lessons when situation demands it. Went to sleep by 10:00.

11 February (Wednesday)

Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Srijana and I took two city buses and reached the rented abode of my friend Veeranjaneyulu at Jubilee Hills by 11:30. A Telugu film shooting was going on near the abode of Veeru beside road. Charmi and Ali were acting for a comedy scene. We stood there by road watching this shooting for 10 minutes. Ali is a noted comedy actor in Telugu film industry. Charmi looked very cute, fair and beautiful. She learnt speaking Telugu. I like her more for this reason. I like her acting and dance in the Telugu feature film “Pournami”. She is a talented artiste. She is a cute Punjabi beauty of India. We saw some other artistes also in this spot of shooting. I did not like to talk with any one of them. I would get hurt if they don’t respond to me well. Srijana also avoided the option of talking with them for this reason. Veeru did not come down to see them. He was busy finalizing a painting. He has to deliver it to his client this night. We two spent in his abode from 12:00 to 4:15. Srijana spent most of her time with the relatives of Veeru. I spent talking with Veeru. He congratulated me when I told him that my English short stories may be published soon. They offered lunch and sweet milk rice to us. Veeru is slowly clearing his debts. He remembered his well-wisher Ritu Singh of University of Hyderabad. She always inspires him as an artist. We returned home by 6:00 by bus. Night my maternal aunt Surya Bhaskaramma called me up from village Durgada. Told her to be bold about doing the marriage of their daughter Sirisha soon. Went to sleep by 10:00.

12 February (Thursday)

Woke up by 6:00. Went to Secunderabad railway station by 7:00 by bus. Bought a platform ticket for three rupees for me. Visakha Express arrived by 7:33. Received my brother Srinivas, his brothers-in-law Datla Ramesh and Datla Gopi, and Padmaja, the wife of Datla Gopi. They came here to attend a formal occasion related to Raja of Molleru Mallavaram. Raja reached this station by 8:00. We six went to the house of a relative of Raja at Kompally in a taxi. It is a spacious and richly built house. We spent there for two hours. I liked their friendly and active puppy. They showed us each part of their house. We all started to Miyapur by 11:15 in two spacious cars. Raja bought five kinds of fruits, five coconuts, sweets and flowers at Kukatpally on the way. We reached our destination by 1:00. The formal engagement between the parties of Raja and his fiancée Sunitha took place from 1:15 to 1:45. They exchanged formal gifts listening to the Vedic mantras of two invited priests. We had formal lunch there by 2:15. I brought my brother Srinivas and Datla Ramesh to my little rented abode at Kakaguda by 7:15 in a taxi hired by Raja. They spent here for two hours. They liked my simple shelter. Srijana offered snacks and tea to them. My brother Srinivas condemned the idea of getting my book published spending 1,25,000 rupees on it. He criticized me in every possible way. He remarked that one should not dream of billions when one’s abilities match millions only. He said that I should not cite the examples of great achievers, who became famous after years of struggle in their chosen fields of art. He argued about my imaginary failure as a writer from the standpoint of a pessimist. They took Godavari Express by 6:00 from Secunderabad railway station. Went to sleep by 10:00.

13 February (Friday)

Woke up by 6:00. Spent most of the day at home. By 1:00 brought Muskan to my abode from the bus stop at Karkhana. She is a marketing executive of Religare, a private insurance company started recently in India. She explained me term plan, pension plan and protection plan. I told her that I am interested to invest 50,000 rupees every year for our future. Toward the end of this discussion, I clarified her that I may be able to afford this investment after six months’ time. She felt a little disappointed at it. She thought that I would pay her 5000 rupees at least for a term plan today. Now my bank balance is 245 rupees with Axis Bank. Other bank balances are worse than this. She left by 2:00 on her scooty. Gave her the cellphone numbers of two fellows I know. They may afford it now. They are doing good jobs. Spent in the nearby Internet café from 2:10 to 4:10. Sent an email to noted Telugu writer Yandamoori Veerendranath asking for his financial support to get my first book published by Frog Books in Mumbai. By 5:30, Srijana and I started to Secunderabad railway station by bus. East Coast Express arrived by 6:10. We received Vamsy. He brought four items of luggage. We three hired an auto rickshaw and reached our abode by 6:30. He brought 25 kilos of rice, homemade snacks, lemons, plantains, sugar and sugarcanes. Srijana’s father sent 5000 rupees for our expenses. He is supporting me financially when I am helpless. My father never asked me if I ever wanted money. He does not invest his money in risky and useless ventures like this. Went to sleep by 10:00.

14 February (Saturday)

Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. None of the three entries I sent to the folks of this Telugu daily recently got selected. Young Telugu film lyricist Anantha Sriram is the judge for this contest of love poetry conducted on the occasion of Valentine’s Day. A judge can never do justice to his or her role when finalizing winners from many contestants. I did not like the entries finalized by Sriram. I understood that he never fell in love with any girl. He finalized such poetry, which was written by professionals. Love poems, scribbled by deeply disturbed and failed admirers and lovers, would be more sublime and influential than those written and edited by experts. Hindu fundamentalists are protesting against the celebration of this lovers’ day in India. They are conducting marriages to young lovers if they come across them in twin cities. They consider themselves as the guardians and promoters of mainstream Hinduism. It is true. Modern Indian youth, who support the idea of celebration of this day in India, sent pink panties to some Hindu fundamentalists. I could not understand the insight they want to reach to orthodox Hindus through this public action. Both are right from their respective standpoints. Spent in a nearby Internet café from 3:10 to 6:10. Posted a blog on my blog site translating my love poetry from Telugu into English, minding those that don’t know Telugu. Then typed out and posted another blog titled “Chiru-Nagarjuna Talk”. It is a work of fiction. Telugu film actor Nagarjuna likes English writer Chiranjeevi. I put our mutual affection in sweet words here. We did not meet till now. I did not meet many, whom I like deeply. Time unites and separates people. Now and then we too can take initiatives to facilitate them. Went to sleep by 11:00.

15 February (Sunday)

Woke up by 6:30. Spent reading Eenadu for one hour. Srijana and I took a Shamirpet bound ordinary bus at Karkhana bus stop by 10:00. We got off it at village Thumukunta by 10:30. Thence we walked into the ashram of Shri Ramchandra Mission. My cousin Murali already went there. We spent talking sitting in the spacious meditation hall there for one hour. Srijana liked the place and peace here. We two had our breakfast and lunch here along with Murali. We started to a nearby vineyard by 1:30 on foot. We walked through a vegetable garden. They avoided collecting aubergines from this garden. Now there is no demand for them in the market. We talked with a couple in a mango garden on the way. It’s a five-acre garden. They belong to Amalapuram area in Andhra Pradesh. They are of Kshatriya community. The owner of this mango garden is also a Kshatriya fellow. He is paying 2000 rupees as salary per month to them. Their desires are limited. They change according to their conditions. They are poor, old and hopeless creatures. They have no passion for their future. Thence we proceeded to the nearby vineyard as planned. We saw many bunches of fresh grapes hanging from their support system. They looked healthy. They are not yet tainted with colors of pesticides. They did not yet start collecting these fruit for sale. We decided to go there again. We three took two city buses and reached RTC Crossroads by 4:30. Kiran joined us here. We four saw the Telugu film “Siddham” in cinema Odeon 70 MM from 6:00 to 8:30. Srijana and I returned home by 9:15. We had supper by 10:00. Went to sleep by 10:30.

16 February (Monday)

Woke up by 6:30. Srijana and I went to L K S Diagnostics beside main road in Karkhana by 9:15. They did antenatal ultrasound scan for Srijana meant for assessing the growth and age of foetus in her womb. The results are good. The foetus is four months old now. It is healthy and normal in all respects. Her probable date of delivery is the first week of August. They charged 400 rupees for this medical test. Thence we hired an auto rickshaw and reached Geeta Nursing Home at West Marredpally by 11:00. Dr Narmada came there by 11:10. She talked with Srijana for five minutes in her private cabin. She prescribed the same tablets for Srijana, which she has been taking for the last two months. They are Zincofer Nurture tablets. Each strip contains 30 tablets. There are three colors of tablets. Each of them has to be taken in the morning, afternoon and night in order. She told Srijana to come after one month. She prescribed Protinex when Srijana told her that she is not happy with Mother’s Horlicks, which she prescribed earlier to her. Many are suffering without food and water in India. Srijana is uncomfortable with Horlicks powder also. She is one of the brainless and careless girls of India. We returned home by 12:00. We reached the office of advocate C S N Raju at Khairathabad by 6:00 by bus. We two spent talking with him from 7:00 to 7:45. We decided to file suit against the management of Maa television channel soon because their advocate did not respond to my reply to him. He told me that he would help me financially to get my book of short stories published. I felt relieved. He talked affectionately with Srijana. We returned home by 9:00 by bus. Went to sleep by 10:30.

17 February (Tuesday)

Woke up by 6:30. Had two glasses of Shakti Malt porridge by 7:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Took two city buses and reached Punjagutta Crossroads by 11:30. Walked into the nearby Himalaya Book World outlet to buy any book published by Frog Books. There are about 10 titles of Frog Books. I decided to buy a copy of Lal Salam written by Raghu N Raghavan. It is a novel of 250 pages priced at 250 rupees. I liked the quality of this book. My well-wisher and advocate C S N Raju advised me to buy any book published by Frog Books and read it. It is to check the quality of books published by Frog Books. Took a bus and reached Khairathabad by 12:30. Walked to the office of Cyberabad Legal Services. C S N Raju was there. He asked me to bring a few samples of my short stories and the printouts of email correspondence I received from Sunil K Poolani of Frog Books. Went to a nearby Internet café. I chose my short stories titled “Broken Wings”, “Empty Beds” and “Racharla Tank” to give him on paper. He checked the quality of the book I bought today. He told me that he would try to help me publish my book. Returned home by 3:00 by bus. Spent reading an English book for 20 minutes. Called up Telugu writer Yandamoori Veerendranath by 6:30. He said that my book won’t be sold in the market because nobody knows me as a writer now. He hinted that I am behaving like a beggar, asking him for money to publish my book, when I am not sure of its success. He said that I need not meet him at his house because he has no time for it. He talked with me like a businessman but not a good writer. Went to sleep by 10:00.

18 February (Wednesday)

Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Took two buses and reached Shivam Road by 10:00. Spent at Global View Internet café from 10:15 to 7:15. Downloaded all my word and other kinds of files from the five Yahoo Briefcase accounts I have. The folks of Yahoo will close this service from 30 March, 2009, for some technical and legal reasons. Maintaining servers for these huge amounts of files, uploaded and stored by many across the world, became a big issue for them now. The nature of some files stored in them may create legal problems as well for them. Offering many free services would be possible only when the profits are satisfactory to a person or company. The present economic crisis, which affected many countries in the world, may also be a cause for Yahoo to take this decision now. I greatly benefited from this Yahoo service for the last five years. Yahoo means safety, security, reliability, standards and virtues for me. I owe a lot to Yahoo. I like to express my sense of gratitude for them sometime in future when I can afford it. I stored many files in my Yahoo Briefcase accounts. Some of them are repetitive. I have fancy for seeing the same word or image files in different font, color and background formats. I  organized some files after downloading them from three accounts today. I enjoyed this task of reconstruction. I deleted these files from my Yahoo Briefcase accounts after downloading them to computer. I always take reliable measures to save my valuable assets. Bought an empty Sony rewrittable CD and got them all written to it. This Internet café operator would also store these files in a computer for some days for me. Returned home by 9:30. Had my supper by 10:00. Went to sleep by 10:30.

19 February (Thursday)

Woke up by 6:30. Took a bus and reached Shivam Road by 10:00. Spent at Global View Internet café from 10:15 to 7:15. Today I organized my remaining files and put them in their allotted folders. I did not know even how to send an email when I was studying in the University of Hyderabad. Then I considered browsing Internet as mystery and wonder. I improved a lot after joining ICFAI University Press as a sub editor. There was Internet access always. Sending emails and browsing Internet became easy and enjoyable for me. I typed out different pieces of creative writing saving some time from my chasing work schedules in this firm. Knowing about Yahoo Briefcase service encouraged me to upload and store all those files on it. Records of previous work are important for every artist. Then my colleague Vijay Krishna told me about the Blogger of Google. It looked like a great platform for me to write more and post it there. I started growing as a writer. Every artist needs a strong platform to express his art, and encouragement and inspiration to shine always. Blogging on the Blogger of Google helped me a lot in this regard. The result is many blogs by me during the last six years. Writing my personal diaries continuously since 1995 is an extraordinary feature of this evolution. These writings may not look great to many but they represent my evolution as a writer and dreamer. Today I felt happy processing all these works. Put each piece of writing in a related folder. Got them all written to my Sony CD. Returned home by 9:15 by bus. Had my supper by 9:30. Went to sleep by 10:30 for my dreams.

20 February (Friday)

Woke up by 6:30. My artist friend Ramesh of HCU called me up by 7:30 and told me that his marriage would be held on the 27th of this month. The marriage of my cousin Sirisha of village Durgada also takes place on that day only. He regretted this coincidence. Meanwhile my friend Alluri Murali Krishnam Raju called me up from Kshatriya Seva Samithi hostel at DD Colony. Took a city bus by 9:40 and reached there by 10:30. He gave me the website ids of some IT companies and asked me to develop some content for his IT company website in that order. He is yet to apply for the registration of his company name “iPLM Software Services”. He took me to Hotel Vennela by Shivam Circle along with his friend. We had puris and tea there. We spent talking in his coaching institute by Shivam Circle for half an hour. He started it one month ago. He is teaching VC++ to a batch of 15 MCA students now. He guides them through getting jobs also. I appreciated his bold initiative. Every great achievement today was a little dream or a big risk once. He gave me 500 rupees for my Internet browsing expenses to collect relevant content for his company website. Saw the Telugu film “Arundhathi” in cinema Sudarshan 35 MM at RTC Crossroads from 2:15 to 4:30. It is one of the best films I have seen. It presents a great fight between two human souls to retaliate against each other for strong reasons. It’s a work of fiction made exquisitely by great artistes and technicians. Its music and visual effects are special attractions. Anushka Shetty appeared and acted very well in this film. I liked the songs also in it. It’s a big hit in this year. Typed out and posted a blog titled “Arundhathi” on my blog site by 8:30. It’s my tribute to all those that made this great film. Went to sleep by 10:30.

21 February (Saturday)

Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. The parents of Tanuja came and gave a wedding card to me by 9:30. Tanuja will get married on the 11th of this March in Kakinada. She is a cousin of Srijana. She is a dynamic girl. She often goes to Viswanadhapuram to spend happily with her maternal grandparents. Spent reading the English novel Lal Salam from 10:30 to 2:30 lying on cot. Raghu N Raghavan wrote it. Sunil K Poolani of Frog Books published it. I finished reading 102 pages of it during this time. There are typographic errors in it. They damage the public image of a publishing firm. This novel discusses the evolution and characteristics of Naxalist movement in India. Their ideologies are rooted in Maoism. They believe that the rich become richer in a capitalist system exploiting the resources meant for the poor and the helpless. They dream of a state that works for the welfare and happiness of the poor always. They consider the present rulers of India as public criminals and cheats. They cannot be reformed through democratic measures. They must be killed strategically. Political and economic powers must be grabbed from them. It is the only way left to establish a rule of equal justice to all. Naxals live in dense forests of India as part of this radical movement. They kill corrupt politicians and industrialists. This movement is active in some states of India now. Raghavan sketched out this theme in this novel. There is valuable and insightful information in some chapters of this book. Spent rest of the day at home watching television. Went to sleep by 10:30.

22 February (Sunday)

Woke up by 6:30. Spent reading Eenadu for one hour. Hired an auto rickshaw by 10:30 and reached the office of advocate C S N Raju at Khairathabad by 11:00. Paid 80 rupees to this auto rickshaw driver for it. C S N Raju spent talking with his cousins for one hour. Then we two talked for half an hour. We discussed the point of getting investment for publishing my first book. He told me that he would fund my first book, if others from his familiar circle of the rich, do not come forward for it. He said that he read my three sample short stories, which I gave him recently. He did not comment about their quality. He said that there is no wide description of any character, event or setting in them. He showed me the photos he got shot with his wife and daughter on their recent foreign tours. He said that he likes to enjoy his personal life also beyond his busy schedules of profession. Came back to my abode by 2:00. Bought and brought one kilo of sweet black grapes for Srijana. I ate most of them when she ignored them initially. Spent in a nearby Internet café from 4:30 to 6:00. Sent an email to Sunil K Poolani of Frog Books asking him to email me the soft copy of the legal agreement, which I have to sign for getting my book published by him. Typed out and posted a blog on my blog site informing my blog readers about the publication of my first book soon. This is an age of information and technology. Google represents information and technology. Its great Blogger service facilitates worldwide knowledge dissemination. My blogging activity serves the purpose of creative expression. Srijana and I bought a few items in the nearby Food World outlet by 7:45. We spent watching television for one hour. Went to sleep by 10:45.

23 February (Monday)

Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Called up my paternal uncle Narasimha Murthy by 9:30. Asked him to lend me 10,000 rupees for my expenses. He replied in the affirmative. Srijana and I started to RTC Crossroads in an auto rickshaw by 12:30. On the way, I paid my Reliance cellphone bill at the Reliance outlet near the passport office in Secunderabad. This time it amounted to 102 rupees only. We reached RTC Crossroads by 12:45. We had two plates of idlies in a hotel there for 20 rupees. Srijana stood in a queue and bought two tickets for 100 rupees for us. We saw the Telugu film “Arundhathi” in cinema Sudarshan 35 MM from 2:15 to 4:30. I saw it for the second time. Srijana also liked it. She bought a pair of sandals for 130 rupees in a small shop opposite Secunderabad railway station by 5:30. We returned to our abode by 6:00. Srijana, Vamsy and I went to our nearby temple of Lord Anjaneya by 7:00. There is an idol of Lord Shiva also in this temple. Today it is Mahaa Shiva Raathri. It is a holy day for Hindus. Vamsy broke a coconut and offered to this God on this occasion. Srijana too formally worshipped all those Hindu deities. I did not indulge myself in any act of formal worship there. Part of the reason was that I went there wearing a lungi and a casual T-shirt. The devotees there were in formal and attractive clothes. Some occasions demand some formalities and beliefs. It would be better if we practice them to be considered as normal human beings while among such people. Night Srijana and I spent with our portion mates for some time. Went to sleep by 10:30.

24 February (Tuesday)

Woke up by 6:00. Took a city bus by 7:15 and reached the abode of my cousin Kiran at RTC Crossroads by 7:45. Borrowed his Sony digital camera to take photos of the marriage of my cousin Sirisha of village Durgada and Anantha Varma of village Ramayyapatnam soon. Then Kiran was busy finalizing an audit report for a client of their company. He is a devoted chartered accountant. Now he is working with Ernst & Young. I did not like to waste his time. He is an automated human machine like many employees of corporate companies now. Took a city bus and returned to my abode by 8:30. Spent reading Eenadu for half an hour. Srijana vomited by 10:30. This morning she had potato curry after drinking beetroot juice. Her body resisted this food for some reason. She told me that she is not feeling well smelling things when cooking something in the kitchen. Perhaps the baby in her womb is not happy with those smells. God made its mother dislike such smells for this reason. The creation of God is mysterious and wonderful. Rested on cot for two hours. The temperature is high outside. Global warming is affecting environment severely. Generally winter must be at its farewell stage during this time of the season in our region but the breezes of winter seem to have disappeared two weeks ago in twin cities. Srijana and I went to Secunderabad by 5:30 to buy eight kilos of grapes to take home. We went to many roadside vendors searching for quality grapes. We did not find them. We came back to Patny Centre by bus. Nobody was selling grapes here. My father-in-law has no luck to eat grapes taken by me from Hyderabad this time. Night Srijana got my luggage ready. Went to sleep by 10:00.

25 February (Wednesday)

Woke up by 4:30. Got ready by 5:00. Srijana prepared a glass of Shakti Malt porridge for me. She kept a bottle of lemon juice added sugar water for me in my bag. Took a city bus by 5:40 and reached Secunderabad railway station by 6:00. Boarded Janmabhoomi Express by 6:10. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Reached Tuni railway station by 6:10. Enjoyed my train journey throughout watching nature passing by me sitting in a window seat. The rice farms are beautiful with lush greenery across the regions of Godavari districts. Y S Rajasekhara Reddy, the present chief minister of Andhra Pradesh, sold hundreds of hectares of agricultural land to entrepreneurs in the name of development. Many peasant farmers became daily labourers due to it. Much of rest of the land was dug for irrigation projects. Land is a highly valuable entity in this state now. This nasty chief minister committed a blunder exploiting agricultural land and public money like a criminal. His short-sighted policies and plans turned this state into a beggar’s bowl. He dumped bundles of public money in many unproductive projects. Recently he announced many attractive schemes to woo stupid voters minding coming election. He turned a deaf ear to the advice of intellectuals and criticism from many interest groups. He thinks and behaves like a brainless monarch. He turned so due to his political power and blind support from many opportunists and criminals in this state. He is a curse of this state. Spent talking with my in-laws at Tuni railway station from 6:15 to 6:45. Took Visakhapatnam-Rajahmundry passenger train by 7:45. My brother Sambha and my mother took it at Narsipatnam Road railway station. We got off this train at Durgada Gate Halt by 8:20. Went to sleep by 11:00.

26 February (Thursday)

Woke up by 6:00. Today I actively engaged myself in some works related to the marriage of my cousin Sirisha. Our close relatives arrived by 5:00. By 2:30 my uncle Chanti Babu and I started to Pithapuram in an auto rickshaw to buy and bring vegetables from a market there. My brother Sambha and my cousin Vasu followed us on a bike. We bought vegetables and other items there worth 3000 rupees. My uncle discovered by 5:00 that he lost 2500 rupees somewhere in the vegetable market here. A pickpocket must have stolen that money from him when we were engaged in the act of buying vegetables. Meanwhile my brother Sambha told me that he too lost 2000 rupees while in that market. One expert could teach lessons to two persons in 20 minutes’ time. It was the first experience to both of them in losing money like that. We asked some fellows there if there are pickpockets in Pithapuram. They wondered at this news. My uncle borrowed 1400 rupees from Vasu and my brother Sambha to pay for some items we bought at a Kirana shop there. He kept talking about this topic for one hour because it was a big shock for him. We returned to Durgada by 6:00. By 9:00 my uncle remembered that we forgot bringing a tin of cooking oil from a shop in Pithapuram. My distant uncle Kolukuluri Viswanadha Raju and I started to Pithapuram by 9:00 on a bike. I did not even change my casual clothes. Then I was in a lungi and a T-shirt. We reached Pithapuram by 9:40. I could easily find out the shop, where we left the oil tin. He gave us that oil tin without a word of hesitation. I liked his honesty. I held this 15-litre cooking oil tin putting it between me and my uncle on the bike. We returned home by 10:15. Went to sleep by 10:45.

27 February (Friday)

Woke up by 1:30. I found that it was the right time for me to freshen up myself. The abode of my uncle Chanti Babu and maternal aunt Surya Bhaskaramma is small with one toilet and one bathroom. He did not earn much as a peasant farmer. He is doing the marriage of his daughter Sirisha using the money sent by his son Hari. He spends money very carefully for this reason. Got ready by 4:00. Rested on my reserved cot for one hour. Reached Annavaram by 9:15 in an auto rickshaw with vegetables. Earlier we paid for four rest rooms, one cooking place and a marriage stage here for this occasion. We got these places by 9:30. Our hired cook started cooking food items for our invitees. He could not meet our expectations in this regard. Kshatriya marriages and food items are different from those of other communities in our region. About 200 invitees attended this occasion of marriage. Our hired videographer and photographer shot the video and audio features of this occasion. I took about 250 photos with the Sony digital camera of my cousin Kiran. My cousins and other relatives also used their digital and cellphone cameras on this occasion. My cousin and bride Sirisha looked very beautiful in a crimson wedding sari today. The bridegroom Anantha Varma and their party reached the marriage venue by 4:30. Anantha Varma wore an attractive wedding suit. This marriage took place from 7:15 to 11:15. Everything went on well. My uncle Chanti Babu gave me 15000 rupees to spend for anything related to this occasion today here. He was busy throughout the day and night with our priests and relatives. The bridegroom and his party proved a good lot. They did not make nuisance as it happens in some cases in our community related marriages in this region. My uncle and aunt felt happy for this successful and happy marriage of their daughter with a good boy. God helped them.

28 February (Saturday)

Woke up by 6:30. Spent most of my time in our house at Peda Gummuluru. My brothers Srinivas and Sambha spent playing cards for four hours. My mother washed two pairs of clothes for me. Yesu Babu, a close associate of my brother Sambha, came by 2:00. He talked with me for three hours. Meanwhile my friend Dantuluri Shiva Varma of Koormannapalem joined us. My father is thinking about selling one acre of his agricultural land to meet his daily needs of money. His regular income sources got narrower after his retirement from Etikoppaka cooperative sugar factory at Darlapudi. None of his three sons is giving him money for his inevitable domestic expenses. So far he thought that his land must not be sold because it is very valuable asset these days in the market. Now they are reliable assets for many poor families in rural India. By 3:30 my sister-in-law Sandhya Rani gave me 5000 rupees. My brother Srinivas advised her to do so. He recently knew that I am short of money. He thought of helping me a little this way. I don’t like asking my brothers or parents for money. I would not have taken money from my brother also but for the dire need of money I am facing now. Money makes many things unlike self-respect. My friend Shiva accompanied me up to Adduroad Junction. My brothers were busy playing cards even when I was leaving for another place. Took a bus at Adduroad Junction by 5:10. Reached Payakaraopeta by 6:00. My father-in-law Rama Raju came here to receive me. We reached the house of Vasanthala Apparao in Court Street in Tuni by 6:15 on his bike. Dantuluri Ramasekhara Raju, the maternal uncle of Srijana, lives in a portion in the first floor of this building with his wife and two children. This evening my mother-in-law came here from Viswanadhapuram. Went to sleep by 10:30.

1 March (Sunday)

Woke up by 5:30. Had my breakfast by 5:45. My father-in-law dropped me at Tuni railway station on his bike by 6:00. He bought a general ticket for me and my mother-in-law for 144 rupees to Secunderabad. I am an escort to her on this journey. He went back to bring his wife on his bike. My mother-in-law and I got into a PHC coach of Janmabhoomi Express by 7:45. Spent reading Eenadu for one hour. Rested on an upper berth for two hours. This PHC coach is a closed extension of an exclusive ladies’ coach. The toilet in this coach is made differently but its door is out of order. The used water exit hole on its floor is in a wrong place. The toilet area is smelling bad due to stagnation of used water in it. Governments consider the disabled as an unwanted burden to this earth. One can understand it observing the condition of this coach. The rich and the influential enjoy great facilities in AC coaches. Most of them become so exploiting poor people in this nation. We had homemade Vegetable Biryani by 12:30. This train left Tenali Junction railway station by 1:30. Somebody pulled the chain and stopped it. Heard that a woman pulled the chain. She is wife of a constable. Her arrogant husband picked a quarrel with four lady passengers while trying to get a seat for his wife. He beat them. They too paid him in the same coin. Both these parties got bruises in this intense struggle for victory. I liked the reaction of those four women towards that constable in a civil dress. We got off this train at Secunderabad by 7:15. We hired an auto rickshaw and reached home by 7:45. Went to sleep by 10:30.

2 March (Monday)

Woke up by 6:30. Had a glass of hot Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Spent most of the day at home. It was hot outside. Rested on cot for two hours. My mother-in-law washed many clothes today. Srijana helped her keep things tidy and orderly in our abode. Srijana and I moved my folding iron cot into our bedroom. Sleeping on it is leading to backache. We laid those two locally made mattresses on the floor and made it convenient to sit and sleep. We could create some place after this arrangement. Srijana put the gold color framed photo of Lord Ganesh on a plastic stool in our bedroom removing my black trolley bag from there. Srijana’s distant uncle Sai Rama Raju came to our abode by 12:30 on his bike. Now they are living in a rented abode at Feroj Guda. He brought grapes for Srijana. He spent here for three hours. Spent in a nearby Internet café from 4:20 to 5:20 browsing Internet. Deleted many unwanted emails, which got piled up during the last four days. Updated my CV on naukri.com job portal. Read the email sent by Firasat Khan of Deloitte at Nanakram Guda in Hyderabad. They are looking for content writers. Sunil K Poolani of Frog Books wanted more time to email me comprehensively. Now he is very busy at his personal and professional levels. Washed a pair of clothes by 6:45. Took a head bath by 7:30. Srijana rebuked me for my negligence in calling her up daily during my absence in Hyderabad recently. I don’t like calling up somebody frequently unless there is much to talk or lovesickness in me for a particular person. Srijana felt lovesick for me during my short absence at our rented abode in Hyderabad. Went to sleep by 10:00.

3 March (Tuesday)

Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Started to Nanakram Guda by 8:00. Took two city buses and reached Serilingampally by 9:00. Thence took a Jeep and reached Gachibowli by 9:30. Thence took an auto rickshaw and got off it at the office of Wipro. Thence took another auto rickshaw and reached the office of Deloitte. Sheetal Choudhary, a HR executive, arrived by 10:30. She took me into its third floor. She conducted a written test for us four candidates from 11:00 to 12:30. This test has English Grammar, Précis Writing and Essay Writing parts. They gave us 90 minutes’ time for this test. I did it well. We four spent talking among ourselves for 10 minutes. One of them is working as an analyst with the Google in Hyderabad now. He is looking for a marketing related job with the Deloitte. One is from Genpact. The other is from a mediocre company in Hyderabad. Three of us came here looking for the position of content writer. Sheetal told us to leave after collecting our answer papers and CVs. She told me that they would call us if we are through this round of their selection process. Then it will be a technical round. Returned home by 2:00 by bus. Rested on cot for one hour. Spent browsing Internet in a nearby Internet café from 5:20 to 6:40. Typed out and posted a blog titled “Nudity” on my blog site. Brought my friend Ramu Naidu to my rented abode by 8:00. He came to Secunderabad from Guntur as part of his training as a commercial apprentice. He left for RTC Crossroads by 9:00. He stays with his friends there for this night. Went to sleep by 10:30.

4 March (Wednesday)

Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Rested on cot for two hours. Took a city bus and reached Secunderabad by 12:30. Bought two kilos of grapes for 50 rupees. Took a city bus and reached Ashok Nagar near Serilingampally by 2:00. Thence walked a little and reached the rented abode of Madhavi. Srijana sent chicken pickle for her maternal aunt, which was recently brought from Viswanadhapuram. Spent talking with them for one hour. They offered me grapes, sweets and tea. Took two city buses and returned to Karkhana by 4:30. Spent browsing Internet in an Internet café here from 4:40 to 7:15. Typed out a blog titled “Love Pakistan” and posted it on my blog site by 7:00. Wrote this blog in the aftermath of the recent terrorist attack on the cricket team of Sri Lanka in Pakistan. The common people of Pakistan are not bad but the terrorists and their outfits operating from this land. Pakistan is also a big victim of Islamic terrorism like some countries in this world now. Pakistan is facing many problems now. How they can resolve these burning issues decides how their country will be treated by others in future. Indians must love Pakistan. Fundamentalist Muslims living in India must love India more than Pakistan because their welfare and happiness depend on the prosperity and peace in India. It is unfortunate to know that Indians are running after cricket leaving this nation in the hands of corrupt politicians and selfish businessmen. They brought democracy in this nation to the worst level of deterioration through their negligence and laziness to participate in it. These politically inactive Indian youth are like terrorists in this nation. Went to sleep by 10:30.

5 March (Thursday)

Woke up by 7:30. Had a glass of hot Shakti Malt porridge by 8:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. By 9:30 a woman came to our abode and asked for some rice and 11 rupees. She told Srijana that they celebrate Holi in the traditional Telangana style every year. This money collection is for that celebration. My portion mate Ramesh shouted at her. Later he told Srijana that such woman robbed the gold chain of a housewife in this street recently throwing a powder on her when she was alone at home. Distinguishing between the helpless and the cruel has become difficult these days. It is a big demerit of a civilized society. Rested on cot from 10:00 to 12:00. Had my lunch by 12:30. Spent browsing Internet in a nearby Internet café from 1:30 to 4:00. Typed out a blog titled “Beauty” and posted it on my blog site. It is an interview between Saakshi and me. It is a work of fiction. Reached the office of advocate C S N Raju at Khairatabad by 5:45. He came by 6:30. Talked with him for 10 minutes. He said that he is in the process of preparing a suit against the management of Maa television channel on behalf of me. He would fund my book publication project once Sunil K Poolani of Frog Books sends his legal agreement to us. Returned to Vikrampuri by 7:30. The big boss of Thoran Technologies was also there in the office. He is Ramakanta Rao of GTRAS Inc. Spent talking with him about the current affairs in India. Collected my payslips and relieving order from G Srinivasa Rao by 8:30. Thence walked to my abode in Darji Colony at Kakaguda. Had my supper by 9:10. Watched television for some time. Went to sleep by 10:30.

6 March (Friday)

Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Rested on cot for one hour. Washed a pair of clothes and took a bath by 10:00. Reached Shivam Road by 11:30. Paid 249 rupees in the office of Muthoot Finance there towards the monthly interest for the gold loan I took out from them earlier. Spent browsing Internet at Global View Internet café from 12:30 to 2:30. Got emails from Sunil K Poolani. He sent me the soft copies of the “Author Publisher Agreement” document to be signed by both of us before entering into this legal contract. He also sent me a list of English periodicals to which he would send my book for review. I had some doubts after scanning this legal agreement. Forwarded those emails to advocate C S N Raju for his consideration. Typed out and posted a blog titled “Deletion Notice” on my blog site. I notified my blog readers of my decision to delete 64 blogs from this blog site soon. I like to keep them available in my book (to be published) only hereafter. It has been enjoyable for me to entertain my blog readers with these short stories for all these months. I attached beautiful photos to these stories on my blog site. I regret deleting them from my blog site. Had three samosaas and one banana for my lunch. Reached the office of Deloitte in the SEZ at Gachibowli by 5:00. Two fellows conducted technical interview to me for the position of content writer. This interaction took place from 6:10 to 6:20. They dug into me as a person and content writer. They tried to make me feel inferior and below to the mark of their expectations from me as a potential candidate for this position. I did not find their way of interview refined and satisfactory. Went to sleep by 10:30.

                                                                                                          7 March (Saturday)

Woke up by 8:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Rested on cot for two hours. Had my lunch by 12:00. Spent browsing Internet in a nearby Internet café from 12:30 to 4:30. Collected content from some IT company websites and developed a word file. Sent it and a set of images to my friend Murali Krishnam Raju by email. He wants to gain insights from them to fill the space in his IT company website. Earlier he gave me 500 rupees to do this work. Called up my paternal uncle Narasimha Murthy by 4:45 and asked him about the amount of 10,000 rupees I requested him earlier to arrange for me. He said that he is doing a civil contract work of our state government in S Rayavaram along with another fellow of our community. Recently the Election Commission announced the scheduled dates for holding elections to the legislatures in some states and the Centre. Many government schemes and programs must be stopped for this reason. The bills of my uncle for the finished work are not paid for this reason. He expressed his helplessness to this extent. Requested my cousin Murali to save me lending me 5000 rupees. I have to yet pay my house portion rent for the last month. Bought four gift items for 900 rupees in Vasavi Gift Showroom by 5:15. Srijana and her mother also came here. They are to be presented to Srijana’s relatives on the occasion of two marriages in Bhadrachalam soon. Vamsy has been working as an assistant in this store for the last few weeks. This shop owner sold us these items at 10% profit only for this reason. Today Vamsy bought readymade clothes for him for 600 rupees using the money he earned working in this store. Went to sleep by 10:30.

8 March (Sunday)

Woke up by 6:30. Spent reading Eenadu for 40 minutes. Took some photos of Srijana with the Sony digital camera of my cousin Kiran. She wore a beautiful sari. Srijana, her mother and I took a bus at Karkhana by 9:10 and reached village Thumukunta by 10:00. Thence we walked a little and reached the ashram of Shri Ramchandra Mission. My cousin Murali finished his Sunday Collective Meditation by 10:15. He had his breakfast by 10:30. Then we started walking to the nearby vineyard to buy fresh grapes from there. They did not yet start collecting grapes for sale. They advised us to go to the nearby village Upparapalli to buy grapes. We walked about one kilometer and reached the main road there. The temperature was high. Luckily we got an auto rickshaw going that way. It was a small goods carrier. Murali talked with that driver. We four sat in the back of this vehicle seeing things all around. He dropped us by Hyderabad-Karimnagar highway near Upparapalli. Thence we hired an auto rickshaw and moved to the vineyard of Chintalapati Jagannaadha Raju. We four walked into their vineyard there to see it closely and enjoy. We took some photos in this vineyard. We bought 20 kilos of white grapes for 500 rupees and two kilos of black grapes for 60 rupees from them. They treated us affectionately considering our community. We returned to the main road by 1:30. We paid 100 rupees to the auto rickshaw driver. Thence we took a city bus and reached my abode by 2:30. We four had homemade lunch with chicken curry by 3:30. Murali lent me 5000 rupees by 5:30. Then he left for his rented abode at Vanasthalipuram. Today it is International Women’s Day. Watched television for some time. Went to sleep by 11:00.

9 March (Monday)

Woke up by 7:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Rested on cot for two hours. Had my lunch by 1:00. Spent watching television for one hour. Went to a nearby Internet café by 2:30. Srijana too came along with me to take a city bus to Secunderabad. Thence she takes another bus for Ashok Nagar. She wants to spend at the rented abode of her maternal aunt Madhavi for three days. She would spend with her cousins Mamatha, Sushma and Sunil there. My happiness lies in her bliss. Got our recently taken photos, from the digital camera, written to a CD, in the Internet café. He charged 40 rupees for this work. Typed out and posted a blog titled “Definition” on my blog site. I defined the terms ‘Money’, ‘Life’, ‘Cinema’, ‘Love’, ‘Business’, ‘Woman’, ‘Sacrifice’ and ‘Death’ from the standpoints of a materialist and a spiritualist in this blog. Thence walked to the roadside grocery store opposite Apollo Hospital at Vikrampuri and bought vegetables worth 60 rupees for our domestic use. Walked back to our abode by 6:00. The picture is not appearing well on our television screen for the last three months or so. We have to gently hit on it to get the picture completely. This evening I was much disgusted with this disorder after hitting it repeatedly. Rushed to Royal Electronics near Mahankali temple in Karkhana. That mechanic came to my abode on his bike. He asked for 1200 rupees for this repair work and replacement of our useless and old remote control. I am short of money. This nasty television is demanding 1200 rupees from me now to function well. I know that this filthy mechanic is cheating me asking me for that much money for this minor repair and a new remote control. There are many helpless people in India like me being cheated by such rogues. Went to sleep by 11:00.

10 March (Tuesday)

Woke up by 8:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Rested on cot for two hours. Had my lunch by 1:30. Washed a pair of clothes by 2:30. Took a head bath by 3:00. Went to a nearby Internet café by 3:15. Spent there browsing Internet till 4:45. Typed out and posted a blog titled “Personal Secretary” on my blog site. It is a work of fiction. Took two city buses and reached the office of Cyberabad Legal Services at Khairathabad by 6:00. I found it closed. Went there to meet advocate C S N Raju and discuss the Maa television channel case and publication of my book. Called him up. He did not receive my call. Took two city buses and came back to my abode by 7:00. Went to Royal Electronics shop and gave our old TV remote control to that fellow. Vamsy brought a new piece from there by 10:00. My friend Rajani Kumar Raju used this (ONIDA SMART series-21 IQ) 21-inch color television for about five years. He sold it to me after my marriage. It is the only source of visual entertainment now in our abode. I have to yet pay to him for this television and TV stand. Vamsy became very busy these days. Going to his ITI at Musheerabad, delivering newspapers in the morning every day going house to house on a bicycle and working as an assistant at Vasavi Gifts by main road near Karkhana police station. He bought readymade clothes for 600 rupees from his hard-earned money of a month. I would have felt happy if he had kept that money for his inevitable expenses, which may arise at any time. He did not even consult me about what clothes to buy for him. A novice at life can improve as an individual when he consults intelligent and experienced ones when doing many things in his life. The modern and crazy youth of India need more of such guidance now. Went to sleep by 10:30.

11 March (Wednesday)

Woke up by 7:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Rested on cot for two hours. Had my lunch by 12:30. Spent watching television for two hours. Went to a nearby Internet café by 4:00. Spent there till 6:30. Typed out and posted a blog titled “English”. I wrote about the ways and means to improve one’s spoken and written English in this blog. Learning and using English is important these days to understand people and this world better. This blog clarifies that learning and using one’s mother tongue is also important along with English. We need not forget our Indian languages for the sake of English. History left us with many effects of British imperialism. Now India is losing her unique identity due to the onslaught of western culture. Many folks of the Western culture concentrate on physical beauty and materialistic progress. Many folks of the East work for mental and spiritual growth. Globalization changed this scenario. The rapid spread of English and Christianity across the world is a big threat to respective regional traditions and cultures. English is uniting all in the wrong direction. Those that cannot use English are remaining unheard and ignored in many nations. Now many are learning English to earn more money in their chosen fields of employment and business. We must use English to spread ethics, universal fraternity and peace in this world. It must be a positive medium to reach our love and concern for the helpless and the innocent. Returned home by 6:45. Had my supper by 7:30. Went to sleep by 10:00.

12 March (Thursday)

Woke up by 7:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Rested on cot for one hour. Meanwhile got a phone call from New Delhi. Shantanu Roy informed me about the position of content writer with a company in Hyderabad. Asked me to read his email and reply to him. Took a bath and rushed to a nearby Internet café by 12:00. Spent there browsing Internet till 4:15. Replied to Shantanu. Typed out a blog titled “Tax” and posted it on my blog site. It is a savage satire on the system of tax in India. The central and state governments are collecting different kinds of taxes from the citizens of India every year. Politicians are misusing that public money for attractive schemes and unproductive measures, minding the retention of their political power and regular elections at the Centre and states. Now 80% of the people’s representatives in India are influential businessmen, celebrities or criminals. They are making such policies and programs, which benefit them and their loyal creatures a lot and help the poor a little. The unethical and manipulative scoundrels, who entered Indian politics after 1964, made it into a dirty game of gimmicks and promises. The choice of a few illiterate and ignorant masses are the political leaders in India now. In such defaced and rotten state of Indian democracy, public money is being looted and misused by criminals and cheats in the governments and bureaucracy. Real Indians, who dream to see a beautiful, prosperous and peaceful India, should not pay taxes and encourage such criminals. When politicians don’t find politics as a lucrative business field, they would move out of that field. I advised my blog readers to send this letter to the tax officials of India, when they demand tax from them for various reasons. Went to sleep by 11:00.

13 March (Friday)

Woke up by 8:00. Had a glass of Shakti Malt porridge by 8:30. This nutritious powder was over with this dose today. I have to consult my friend Veeru to get another set of packets from his friend in Eluru. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Rested on cot for one hour. Power cut occurred from 11:00 to 8:00. My father-in-law rested during this time. He came here yesterday night from village Janampet in Khammam district. He went there to attend two marriages of his relatives. Had my lunch by 1:30. Went to a nearby Internet café by 2:00. Spent there from 2:10 to 7:10. Typed out and posted a blog titled “Sex” on my blog site. I discussed this theme comprehensively in this blog. India has been considered as a great place of values and beliefs by foreigners for decades. Now India is slowly losing that great image. The central and state governments of India are promoting debauchery, freely distributing condoms to men and instant pregnancy prevention pills to women. Thus they are encouraging dogs and bitches in this nation to have brutal sex with any number of persons. Traditional marriages are for exhibition of one’s wealth and false prestige but not to unite two ethically strong individuals. Sex must not be considered as a basic instinct, which may be satisfied in any way like an animal. Every Indian must understand and practice sex in a legally and morally appreciable manner. Girls and women should not resort to prostitution due to the bad policies and governance in a place. Pimps and rapists must be killed by victims or police immediately. Went to sleep by 10:00.

14 March (Saturday)

Woke up by 7:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. My father-in-law, my mother-in-law and I took two city buses and reached Ashok Nagar at Serilingampally by 9:45. From the main road, we three walked to the rented abode of Subba Raju, the husband of Madhavi, the maternal aunt of Srijana. Their daughter Sushmita is celebrating her 14th birthday today. We went there as guests. She did her pre-final exam today in her school. She returned home by 5:00. She cut her birthday cake and distributed those pieces to invitees. I took photos with the digital camera of my cousin Kiran. My brother-in-law Vamsy got ready to spray foam on her from a small container meant for that purpose. We advised him to avoid that mad act. Many companies are producing and promoting bad and unhealthy products now. Crazy and spoilt Indian youth are buying and using these products to exhibit their culture of modernity and distortion to other sensible people around them. Vamsy is one of such dirty and brainless Indians now. We had sweets and lunch offered by them on this occasion. We took two city buses and returned home by 8:00. Recently my house owner Raju Yadav informed me indirectly that he would increase my portion rent to 4000 rupees from 3500 rupees per month. I too conveyed him indirectly that such decision is irrational and illogical. The real estate business is down in twin cities now. Many, working in corporate companies, lost their jobs due to the severe economic recession in the USA, which affected the businesses of many countries depending on it. Banks are posting low profit results. The governments of many countries are working hard to revive their affected economies releasing more money into their markets. Raju Yadav is not a good student. He is not learning lessons from the present. I know how to argue my case in this regard. My portion mates also refused to pay more rent to him. Watched television for two hours. Went to sleep by 11:00.

15 March (Sunday)

Woke up by 7:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Srijana, her parents and I reached the abode of Mantena Jagannaadha Raju, in the farmland, in village Kandla Koya, by 9:30, by bus. He is the younger brother of my father-in-law Rama Raju. We four enjoyed our bus journey from and to Secunderabad. It was refreshingly cool today throughout. It was like drenching ourselves in rain in a hot desert. We spent there till 3:00. They decided to prepare chicken curry for us. We requested them to avoid it. We are hardly indulging in physical work now. Meat adds more fat to our bodies. We already stored enough of it in our respective bodies. They prepared egg curry with cashews. They offered bananas and tea to us after our lunch. Now the ground level work is going on here to build warehouses. We four returned home by 4:00. Freshened up myself by 4:45. Reached Hari Hara Kala Bhavan at Patny Centre in Secunderabad by 5:30 by a city bus. The 100-rupee tickets were already sold. So, I bought a 250-rupee ticket. This evening S S Music Academy is organizing a program of singing cine songs in association with three sponsors. G V Prabhakar and Kalaga Krishna Mohan moderated this program. S P Bala Subrahmanyam sang about 15 classic Telugu film songs along with other noted singers like S P Sailaja, Nitya Santoshini, G V Prabhakar and the disciples of the latter. The music team of G V Prabhakar produced great music for every classic song they sung. It was like listening to those original cine songs recorded in audio cassettes. I enjoyed this program from 6:00 to 10:00 like a good boy. There was not even one male teenager among these attendees. They are all running after girls, cricket, cigarettes, alcohol, pizza and Pepsi. Went to sleep by 11:15.

16 March (Monday)

Woke up by 7:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Rested on cot for two hours. Had my lunch by 1:30. My father-in-law spent all the day at home. We did not like to go anywhere fearing the temperature of summer outside. Went to a nearby Internet café by 12:00. Spent there till 4:00. Edited some of my photos shot with the digital camera of my cousin Kiran. Then uploaded them into my Flickr photo site. Went to the office of advocate C S N Raju at Khairathabad by 5:45. Both of us spent talking for 15 minutes. He proposed the idea of taking my book publication project for the consideration of his familiar entrepreneurs of our community in Hyderabad for funding. I want to publish about 12 works in a row after my first book of English short stories. I have to invest about 5,00,000 rupees to get these works published as books. Only financially strong people can invest that much money in this risky venture. He decided to meet those few rich people and encourage them towards funding this project. He probably talks with them on this Thursday or Friday. He assured me of taking this project ahead and filing a suit against the management of Maa television channel by the end of this month. Gave him the hard copy of the Author Publisher Agreement of Frog Books, the names of periodicals to which my book would be sent for review by Sunil K Poolani and a copy of my CV. He told me to give him the copy of the English novel Lal Salam also for quality check. He will present them to his chosen group of entrepreneurs for their consideration and funding. Returned home by 8:15. Murali of an IT firm in the USA interviewed me for a position in Hyderabad by 8:45. Went to sleep by 10:45.

17 March (Tuesday)

Woke up by 5:00. My father-in-law and I took a bus and reached Secunderabad railway station by 6:10. Bought a platform ticket for me for three rupees. Janmabhoomi Express was brought to platform 2 by 6:30. My father-in-law took a seat in the coach reserved for the disabled. He searched for an escort to travel along with him. He can travel on concession due to his disability in one eye. Bade him farewell by 7:00. He travels in it up to Tuni railway station. Returned home by 7:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Rested on cot for one hour. Spent watching television for some time. Had my lunch by 2:00. Spent in a nearby Internet café from 2:30 to 4:30. Typed out and posted a blog titled “Ethics” on my blog site. Walked back to home by 4:40. Bought 250 grams of groundnut kernel for 15 rupees at a nearby Kirana store. My mother-in-law browned them in a pan. We had them when they were hot. Srijana too liked them. Night Srijana and I spent talking on our terrace for 20 minutes. Recently my brother Srinivas talked with me about settlement in life when he came to Hyderabad. He said that he has five acres of rice farm and a reliable government job with a public sector bank. He discouraged me from my dreams of becoming a writer and thus carrying out my mission of social reformation. I liked his argument about a secure and happy life. He remarked that I could not earn even a little property so far on my own. I have been begging money from others for four months. Went to sleep by 10:00.

18 March (Wednesday)

Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Took a city bus and reached RTC Crossroads by 9:10. Returned the digital camera of my cousin Kiran to his mother in his rented abode there. Took another city bus and reached Shivam Road. Walked to Kshatriya Seva Samithi hostel in DD Colony there. They beautified its walls with an attractive paint. Spent there talking with my friend Murali Krishnam Raju for half an hour. We discussed his company website work. We considered the idea of exchanging our Reliance handsets. He liked my piece. I found his gadget good. Took a city bus and reached Khairathabad by 11:00. Gave the novel Lal Salam to the accountant in the office of Cyberabad Legal Services there. Earlier advocate C S N Raju told me to bring that book. He wants to show it to his friends and entrepreneurs in the process of trying to get money for the publication of my first book by Sunil K Poolani of Frog Books. Returned home by 12:30. Bought one kilo of grapes on the pavement at Patny Centre for 30 rupees. They are sweet. We had them interestingly. Scanned my 2006 and 2007 diaries for some time to collect some details about my familiarity and marriage with Srijana. Also asked Srijana about her childhood, education and other things. Walked to a nearby Internet café. Typed up those details into one page and got it printed out. I will use this information when typing out a blog about Srijana. Spent in this Internet café from 2:30 to 4:30. Srijana and I reached Geeta Nursing Home at West Marredpally by 7:15 in an auto rickshaw. Dr Narmada came there by 9:00. She prescribed Zincofer Nurture tablets for Srijana again. A nurse gave a TT injection to her. Srijana entered her sixth month of pregnancy today. Went to sleep by 10:00.

19 March (Thursday)

Woke up by 6:00. Srijana, her mother and I reached Secunderabad by 7:45 by a bus. Thence we took another city bus and reached Journalist Colony ‘A’ in Jubilee Hills by 8:45. We walked to the rented abode of my friend Veeranjaneyulu there. Srijana and her mother spent most of their time with the relatives of Veeru in that portion. I spent in the art room of Veeru typing out a blog about Srijana. I made it into a piece of eight pages. I wrote about my admiration for girls, my endeavors to find a suitable bride for me and my marriage with Srijana in this blog. I will post this blog on my blog site on this Monday. Veeru is searching for a female model to do a series of paintings for an exhibition. He told me to look for an English tutor to teach spoken English to him. Often he has to explain the nature and features of his paintings to his clients and casual visitors in English. His mother prepared chicken curry for us. We had our lunch by 2:30. The eldest brother of Veeru took us to KBR Park in their old Maruti Gypsy along with their relatives by 5:30. We walked along the walkway by the entrance of it for a few minutes. We had ice creams in it. We went to Film Nagar Dhaiva Sannidhaanam in Jubilee Hills by 6:00. We all spent in this Hindu temple complex for 30 minutes. There are 15 abodes of Hindu gods and goddesses in this temple complex. We returned to the abode of Veeru by 7:00. They insisted on our having our supper also there. The eldest brother of Veeru dropped us at our abode in Kakaguda by 9:30 in their Jeep. Went to sleep by 10:30.

20 March (Friday)

Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Spent watching television for some time. Rested on cot for one hour. Had my lunch by 12:30. Had a look at the photo voter identity cards I got recently. The Election Commission of India issued them. Now Srijana and I can vote during elections to restore democracy in India. The quality and look of these cards is poor. Politicians misuse millions of rupees (public money) in India every year. They have no money to make these cards well. Most of the present people’s representatives are the choice of the uneducated and ignorant masses. It is expected that more number of educated citizens of India would vote in the coming elections in India. It is a positive change taking place slowly in India now. Criminals and robbers are ruling India now. The folks of Congress Party are the leaders in this race of fools and thieves. The blokes of other political parties also learnt this nasty game from this lot of cheats. The emergence of more regional political parties in all states further worsened this trend of bad democracy. The cruel and the influential became strong in Indian politics in course of time. The intelligent and the virtuous have no money or interest to face these wild animals in the field of politics. Now India is one of the corrupt, defaced and insecure nations of the world. The insiders know about it better than the outsiders. Spent in a nearby Internet café from 3:30 to 6:00. Edited and finalized my blog titled “Srijana Devi”. I will post it on my blog site soon. It chronicles the advent of Srijana into my lovesick life as a beautiful wife. It turned cool and refreshing by 5:00. It rained a little. Went to sleep by 10:30.

21 March (Saturday)

Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Took a city bus and reached the abode of my cousin Kiran at RTC Crossroads by 9:15. He was still sleeping. Spent talking with his mother for one hour. Meanwhile he got up. We spent talking for one hour. He is preparing for his marriage. He recently sent his color photos to his fiancée Sindhu at her request. Took a city bus and returned home by 11:30. Rested on cot for some time. Spent watching television for two hours. Spent in a nearby Internet café from 4:30 to 6:00. Typed out and posted a blog titled “Fashion” on my blog site. Bought three kilos of old rice for 90 rupees at a rice store and brought home. Srijana should eat rice of that quality now. Spent watching Maa television channel from 6:15 to 8:45. This evening the folks of Praja Rajyam political party held a public meeting in the Parade Grounds at Secunderabad. Telugu film actor Chiranjeevi and the other key persons of this party addressed the gathering. Youth from the Telangana region and other parts of Andhra Pradesh attended this occasion in large numbers. The speakers talked about social justice and the need of a new political party to bring it into the lives of the poor and the exploited in this state. It is true that the Telugu Desam and Congress parties started and encouraged corruption and nepotism in this state. Chiranjeevi can develop this state to a great extent if he gets political power in the coming election. God has to influence voters to this extent. Went to sleep by 10:30.

22 March (Sunday)

Woke up by 6:30. Spent reading Eenadu for one hour. Vamsy is celebrating his 18th birthday today. He bought a new T-shirt and black jeans for 500 rupees with the money he earned delivering newspapers and working at Vasavi Gifts store as a sales assistant. I liked his way of celebrating his birthday. He took a head bath by 7:30. He bought 650 grams of birthday cake spending 80 rupees. He cut it by 8:00. His mother, his sister and I blessed him putting yellow rice on his head formally. We fed him three pieces of his birthday cake. He offered the cake, Gulab Jamun, biscuits and Lemon Rice to our portion mates and some folks at Secunderabad. I have no money to buy anything for him. He did not expect anything from me understanding my present situation. Today he worked full-time at Vasavi Gifts store to earn 100 rupees. He earned a bad reputation among his friends and relatives for misusing his time in the past. He used to go to their abodes frequently. They did not value him due to his poor academic background and poverty. Now he stopped going there being busy as a student and earner. He is understanding his life and others a little now. This morning he went to a nearby temple and broke a coconut to offer to the God. I spent most of the day at home watching television. Spent in a nearby Internet café from 3:45 to 6:45. Typed out and posted a blog titled “Politics” on my blog site. Returned home by 7:00. It turned cloudy and cool. Had my supper by 8:30. Felt uneasy in my stomach. Vomited thrice by 3:30. Srijana woke up and nursed me. I did not sleep well this night.

23 March (Monday)

Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. It is the first wedding anniversary of Srijana and me today. We spent all the day at home. By 11:30 I bought tablets from a medical store to cure diarrhea, which affected me this morning. Srijana asked me to buy a new Punjabi dress for her. I said I have no money. Now she has about 20 sarees and 10 Punjabi dresses, which were bought for her marriage occasion. Now I have five pairs of clothes only, which I bought for my marriage occasion. In India, it is girls and women that spend more time and money on clothes, ornaments and beautification. Today some of our familiar ones wished us on this occasion. Their wishes delighted us a lot. Vamsy presented two decorated roses to us. He brought them from Vasavi Gifts store. By 4:30 Srijana and I went to a nearby Internet café. Posted my blog titled “Srijana Devi” on my blog site to introduce my wife Srijana to my blog readers. Srijana also liked her photo in a saree, which I attached in the beginning of this blog. We went to our nearby temple of Lord Hanuman in Kakaguda by 6:15. Srijana wore a pink sari. We made four rounds around the deities in this temple. We offered 20 rupees to the priest there and 10 rupees into the money collection box of God there. We wanted to get photographed together in a nearby photo studio to mark this special day. I looked weak. We avoided it. Srijana and I are happy and comfortable with each other. Each of us needs other’s love. We like to walk along with others towards a bright tomorrow. Went to sleep by 10:00.

24 March (Tuesday)

Woke up by 7:00. Spent reading Eenadu for one hour. Today Vamsy brought a copy of Telugu daily Saakshi, which was not delivered to one of his clients this morning. This newspaper was started on the day of my marriage with Srijana by Y S Jaganmohan Reddy, the son and political heir of Y S Rajasekhara Reddy, the present chief minister of Andhra Pradesh. I don’t like this daily, its founder and the bad trends they introduced into print journalism in this state through it. Telugu daily Eenadu has been known for values, standards and quality for the last 25 years in this state. Its founder Ramoji Rao is a visionary, entrepreneur, great employer and gentleman. He is a commendable celebrity of this nation. The extraordinary team he got behind this daily investigated into all the cases of corruption and nepotism of the government headed by Y S Rajasekhara Reddy and published them every day daringly. Rajasekhara Reddy subjected Ramoji Rao to many troubles misusing the political power given to him by foolish voters in this state. Saakshi was started to counter Eenadu in every bad way possible. They publish biased news stories to promote their immoral and illegal businesses and face their powerful rivals that way. Jaganmohan Reddy is an unwanted politician in this nation like Rahul Gandhi and Varun Gandhi. Saakshi is the worst newspaper in this state because it is being funded by criminals, with the public money they grabbed from the poor and the helpless in this state. Now many politicians are starting newspapers and television channels to promote their dirty politics, not ethics or standards in the contemporary society. May God save India from them. Went to sleep by 10:00.

25 March (Wednesday)

Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Took a city bus in Secunderabad and reached the abode of Jagannaadha Raju at village Kandla Koya by 8:15. He is Srijana’s paternal uncle. He bought three dozen bananas for us. They sell them at incredibly low prices at the warehouses in this suburban area to their familiar ones. Many companies store their goods in the warehouses here and transport them to retail outlets in twin cities every day. My uncle offered breakfast Upma and tea for me. Spent talking with them for half an hour. Thence took a city bus by 9:00 and reached my abode by 10:00. Bought grapes for 15 rupees at Patny Centre on the way back. Srijana liked them. Rested on cot for one hour. Srijana and I reached the office of Bodhtree at Prakasham Nagar by 1:30 by bus. They called me for interview for the position of content writer in their Pressmart division. Earlier they interviewed me for the position of content writer in November 2007. Then I realized that it is a mediocre IT firm with poor standards and worthless staff. Today I went there because they called me for interview using their identity of Pressmart. I was infuriated recollecting their ridiculous selection process, faced by me, in 2007. Left their dirty office premises by 2:00. Typed out a three-page letter sitting in an Internet café at Karkhana and emailed it to Karthika, their HR executive, who called me for an interview this afternoon in their office. Informed her to reach this letter to the head of this company. It generates fire in their weak brains. I felt like setting fire to their office. They are criminals. Went to sleep by 10:00.

26 March (Thursday)

Woke up by 8:00. Scanned Eenadu for 30 minutes. Rested on cot for two hours. Had my lunch by 12:30. Vamsy did not go to his ITI today. By 1:00 he collected some green mango leaves and margosa flowers. Mango trees beautify this season with mangoes. Hindus decorate their houses with fresh green mango leaves on auspicious and festive occasions. They add margosa flowers in the holy pickle they prepare on every Telugu New Year’s day called Ugaadhi. Went to a nearby Internet café by 8:00. Spent there browsing Internet and typing out a letter till 6:00. An HR executive from Bangalore sent me an email with the job description of content writer position, required for their client company Pegasys in Hyderabad. They are looking for somebody, who worked as a content writer with a famous company for three to four years. They outlined their such other expectations. Earlier also I got some emails related to this position with this company. I did not get even one job during the last six months despite many emails and phone calls from companies, recruitment agencies and other sources. I thought it’s time for me to educate these blokes a little in this regard. Emailed this letter to Sunitha of Ecom Consultancy Services in Bangalore. Posted a blog titled “Two Letters” on my blog site. I included the letter, which I emailed to the HR executive of Bodhtree yesterday, also in this blog. Good people should educate and scare bad people in time to reform a society. Half of the companies in India are being started and run by fools and cheats. Went to sleep by 10:00 for my dreams.

27 March (Friday)

Woke up by 5:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Today it is the first day of Telugu New Year Virodhi. Hindus celebrate it as Ugaadhi in our state. Srijana and her mother prepared Ugaadhi Pachchadi by 7:30 with fresh tamarind paste, jaggery, margosa flowers and other traditional ingredients. They prepared Lemon Rice and sweet milk rice also on this occasion. Srijana and I took head baths and worshipped Lord Ganesh. Srijana and I took a city bus at Jubilee Bus Stand and reached B N Reddy Nagar by 10:30. Bala came there. We walked to the rented abode of my cousin Murali at Self Finance Colony in Vanasthalipuram near NGO Colony bus stop. I educated Murali about the present society and politics. Told him that many joining spiritual organizations like Shri Ramchandra Mission are selfish and narrow-minded. They do meditation and such other acts to reform themselves, leaving the burning issues of the nation to be resolved by others. They are sensitive and intelligent escapists in our nation. They talk about virtues sitting in secure and comfortable places. Murali could not counter my views. We had lunch by 2:00. We visited about four abodes with ‘To Let’ status. The monthly rent is from 3500 rupees to 5000 rupees for two-bedroomed portions. I want to move to this place in case my house owner Raju Yadav increases the rent of my abode at Kakaguda soon. This place is away from main areas in twin cities. It may be a problem for jobholders to commute to their workplaces from here. Srijana and I returned home by 7:00 by bus. Watched television for two hours. Went to sleep by 10:30.

28 March (Saturday)

Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Recently we found that our Ganga pressure cooker is not functioning well. I bought it for 1050 rupees at Hari Om Home Appliances shop at Karkhana in April 2008. He gave us a warranty card along with it. Srijana and I took it to this shop. This fellow is a north Indian. He does not speak in Telugu nor understands it if we speak in this language. He bluntly said that the damaged parts won’t be replaced as part of the warranty. He took 55 rupees and fitted two items in it. Spent in the Cyber Park Internet café from 11:00 to 1:30. Typed out a blog titled “Chat with Chiru” and posted it on my blog site. Returned home. Had my lunch by 2:00. Rested on cot for some time. This morning called up my well-wisher and advocate C S N Raju and asked him to help me financially. I wanted to ask him to lend me  10,000 rupees. He said that he would call me later. By 3:30 called up my cousin Vasu at Jharsuguda in Orissa and asked him to lend me 10,000 rupees. He readily agreed for it. He said that he would manage to give it borrowing a little from his colleagues. Now he is working as a trainee at the aluminium plant of Vedanta Resources there. I am killing parts of my self-respect and sensitivity as an individual borrowing money from others every month. Lord Krishna is thus subjecting me to humiliation and pain, the assets of millions of poor Indians. I may recover from these pressures and burdens one day. Many Indians are living and dying with them. Suicides, accidents, deaths and atrocities are daily news in this holy nation now. Mine is a negligible story in this hell of things in India. Went to sleep by 10:00.

29 March (Sunday)

Woke up by 6:30. Read Eenadu for one hour. Spent all the day at home. It was hot outside. Spent indoors watching television. My mother, my two brothers and Srijana started putting more pressure on me, telling me to join some job immediately. I have a debt of about 50,000 rupees now. They are disturbed about it. I have been searching for jobs since October 2008. I am not employed by any company so far. Some folks did not know how to interview me. I saw such two idiots even at Deloitte in Hyderabad. I did not like to join some companies because they cannot pay me the right salary. I don’t like to join any firm at a salary lower than my present one. Some companies are bargaining badly under the pretext of economic recession. These mediocre firms assign more work to their employees hinting them that there are no jobs for them outside. Ninety percent of the companies operating from India don’t have standards or values. Earning more money cheating their clients and employees is their only concern always. Many employees turned into automated machines and slaves now in private sector. They don’t question the insensitivity, irrationality and inhumanity of their employers. Many IT firms don’t follow labor laws in India. Time management is very important in my life. If I join some dirty firm, my life will be affected severely. This is why I am being slow and steady in this regard. Went to sleep by 10:00.

30 March (Monday)

Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Spent most of the day at home. Rested on cot for two hours. Got a haircut in Sai Anjali Hair Dressers paying 40 rupees by 4:30. Took a head bath by 5:00. Spent in a nearby Internet café from 6:15 to 7:15. Had my supper by 8:00. Yesterday I got an email from an executive of HDFC Bank. They informed me that I should maintain a minimum quarterly balance of 10,000 rupees in my savings account with them from this April onwards. They will charge me about 1000 rupees as penalty every quarter if I do not conform to this norm. Emailed them asking them to terminate my account with them. I don’t know whether they do it or not depending on my request to them by email. Now I have six savings accounts with State Bank of India, Andhra Bank, UCO Bank, HDFC Bank and Axis Bank. I don’t have even minimum balances in these accounts now. I have not been a sustainable earner so far doing jobs. The three employers I worked with so far paid me well but I remained jobless for many months due to breaks in between. I did not think like an opportunist frog when working with any of these three firms. Bank balances reflect the financial strength and reliability of a modern man. Now politicians and other kinds of cheats have more money than good employees. Now a disciplined and honest employee means an innocent and loyal dog being conditioned and exploited by his selfish employer silently. Jobholders can manage their lives somehow but cannot enjoy them like shepherds or donkeys in villages. Modernity means struggle for existence in any manner, in any place, for any length of time. Went to sleep by 10:00.

31 March (Tuesday)

Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Srijana and I reached Serilingampally by bus by 10:15. Thence we took a sharing auto rickshaw and reached the branch of State Bank of India at the University of Hyderabad in Gachibowli by 10:30. I took about one hour’s time to withdraw 600 rupees from my savings account here. I came to this bank about one year ago. My account turned dormant during this time. I consulted the accountant in it on the advice of cashier. He found my present signature on withdrawal form mismatched with my previous signature recorded by them. He told me to fill in another form and sign it in the old style. I did it. I felt funny about my signature issue. After withdrawing 600 rupees, my balance in this account is 835 rupees. Got my passbook updated by them. I like to continue my attachment and love with this bank branch as an alumnus of this university. Thence we walked to the room of my friend Samanta Sahu in the Research Scholars’ Hostel by 11:45. His friend Rajashree Padhi joined us by 1:00. Samanta brought meal from this hostel mess for Srijana. We two had it in that dining hall. We four spent talking in his hostel room for about two hours. We moved to Gopal Shop (Gops) by 3:45 using the scooty of Rajashree. She treated us to ice creams there. Her marriage is scheduled to be held soon with a boy chosen by her parents. Srijana and I returned to our abode by 7:00. This morning my cousin Vasu deposited 10,000 rupees into my Axis Bank account through online money transfer. He did it in the office by his computer. Went to sleep by 10:30.

1 April (Wednesday)

Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Power cut occurred from 8:00 to 10:00. Rested on cot for one hour. Had my lunch by 12:00. Took two city buses and reached Madhapur by 1:30. Thence took an auto rickshaw and moved towards Durgam Cheruvu area. The sky turned cloudy for some time. Stood by this pond and observed the beauty of cool water, boats and birds there. The Government of Andhra Pradesh made it into a tourist spot. This place must be bustling with visitors during weekends. When the sun appeared, I walked back to the small building at iLabs Centre. The office of Thomson Reuters is in the first floor of this building. There were about 16 candidates. We were taken into a room in it by 2:30. Richa Patnaik, a recruitment executive, distributed three sets of question papers to us. She gave us sharp pencils, scales and erasers also. She explained us how to do those written tests related to proofreading, language editing and coding. Those that clear this round would have another two rounds of selection process. The selected ones have to join this company by 1 June, 2009. The positions on offer are Level 1 and Level 2 of Publishing Specialist. I returned the test material to Richa without attempting it. I cannot do it. I don’t enjoy doing such work. It’s related to processing the legal documents of the USA. Ram Kiran of Ikya Consultancy referred me to this position. I liked the communication skills of Richa Patnaik. Went to sleep by 10:00.

2 April (Thursday)

Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Spent in the Cyber Park Internet café from 9:20 to 12:30. Typed out a five-page letter and emailed it to English Lecturer Pramod K Nayar at the Department of English in the University of Hyderabad. Recently the Ph.D. student K Sreenath of Kerala told me about his bitter experiences with Professor K Narayana Chandran with me. It infuriated me. This professor is not spending enough time with this research scholar to help him complete his Ph.D. early. I was disturbed about it. I want to know what is happening in this department now. I discussed issues related to this department and put some questions to be answered by Pramod on behalf of the teaching faculty in this department. Had my lunch at home and rested for one hour. Walked to a nearby Kirana shop by 3:00 and bought sugar, jaggery and a milk packet. After returning home, I remembered that I forgot my Reliance cellphone at this store. Rushed there. Somebody already took it away. I suspected two little girls, who walked along that way just before me. Srijana and I asked about those girls at the nearby houses. They did not appear to us. We rushed to the police station at Karkhana and lodged a complaint about it. Meanwhile Vamsy borrowed the bike of his boss at Vasavi Gifts store there. We rushed to the Reliance Web World near the passport office in Secunderabad. I bought a new SIM card to continue the same number (9396872652). The thief cannot make calls using this number anymore. Returned home by 5:00. Two constables of Karkhana police station, Srijana and I walked through our surrounding areas for 15 minutes and enquired many about it. My friends Anantha Varma and Krishna Varma spent here from 7:30 to 8:00. Went to sleep by 10:00.

3 April (Friday)

Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Withdrew 2000 rupees from my savings account of Axis Bank by 4:30 at its ATM Centre. Bought a Reliance cellphone for 1300 rupees at the Reliance Communications outlet near the passport office in Secunderabad by 9:45. My sweetheart Srijana made the first call to this phone. It is Sri Rama Navami today, an auspicious day for mainstream Hindus. Reached Shivam Road by 10:15 by bus. Paid 360 rupees in the branch office of Muthoot Finance there by 10:30 towards monthly interest for the money I borrowed from them pledging the gold bangles of Srijana. Spent at Global View Internet café from 10:45 to 5:45. Typed out a long blog titled “No Money”. When I was ready to post it on my blog site, power cut occurred. Had a bottle of Maaza mango drink for 12 rupees and felt relieved inside. Took two city buses and returned to Karkhana by 6:30. Spent in the Cyber Park Internet café till 7:30. Edited this blog and posted it on my blog site. I wrote about the job interviews I attended during the last six months, the money I borrowed from others and the insights to be gained from these experiences in it. We must discuss truths to awaken others when they are in darkness. This blog is a satire on companies in India, their selection process involving many rounds and the uncertainty and unreliability of employment sector in India. It helps youth understand India better. Went to sleep by 10:30 for my dreams.

4 April (Saturday)

Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Spent watching television for one hour. Rested on cot for one hour. Srijana, her mother and I stepped out of our abode by 12:15. We took a city bus to Secunderabad. This bus broke down on the main road near Jubilee Bus Station. Thence we hired an auto rickshaw and reached RTC Crossroads by 12:45. We walked to the rented abode of my cousin Kiran. His portion was kept closed. We walked to cinema Mayuri. I  bought three tickets there for 150 rupees. We saw the Telugu film “Manorama” from 2:00 to 4:40 in it. It is a simple but great film. It discusses the roots and effects of terrorism in India, run by the agents of Islamic fundamentalism. Charmi is the heroine of this film. The hero seems to be a newcomer. He acted well. He played the role of a terrorist in this film. He was ordered to blast Hotel Manorama at Kothi in Hyderabad and kill people. He puts a small bag with a bomb in this hotel. He times it to explode at 1:00 p.m. that afternoon. He comes across and spends with Charmi till 5:50 p.m. that day waiting to see that bomb blast at anytime, which did not explode at the fixed time. Charmi educates him about the value of human life, religion and a few similar things during her four-hour interaction with this killer. Then he realizes the profanity of sin he is committing in India. He walks back into that small hotel, picks up his bag put in a corner there, walks away from that hotel and dies in that bomb blast around 6:00 p.m. Nobody dies in this blast except himself. Terrorists are not born criminals. They are made so. Love and compassion from others can turn them into good human beings again soon. Went to sleep by 10:00.

5 April (Sunday)

Woke up by 6:30. Spent reading Eenadu for two hours. Spent most of the day at home. By 9:30 called up my friend Veeranjaneyulu and asked him if he knows the address of residence of Telugu film actor Akkineni Nagarjuna. He does not know it. When I told him that I am going to meet Nagarjuna this Wednesday, he said that it may not be possible. He opined that meeting such celebrity is not as easy as said. Earlier about five persons told me that I look like Nagarjuna. I enjoy that comparison. Telepathic messages to me show that Nagarjuna also loves me just as I love him. My friend Deepthi must have told him about me. He often expresses his deep sense of love and affection for me through my dreams. Now I am in need of money to survive and get my book published. I think Nagarjuna is the capable and right person to help me now. I want to check the relation between telepathy and reality. I have to talk a lot with him personally. This morning my darling Srijana wrote in a short notebook the recipe of some curries and fries for me to use during her absence in this abode. She will go to Viswanadhapuram soon to find her advanced days of pregnancy comfortable and happy and get ready for her delivery. Afternoon bought two ice creams for Srijana and me from a hawker. They tasted awful. I felt like killing that boy. He cheated me publicly. Night watched television for two hours. Today Srijana tidied up and arranged all the things in our abode to give them a good look. Went to sleep by 10:00.

6 April (Monday)

Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Srijana and I reached Cine Planet Multiplex at Kompally by 10:45 by bus. We bought two tickets for 80 rupees there. We saw the Telugu film “Billa” of Prabhas from 11:15 to 2:00 on Screen 2 in it, sitting in seats 12 and 13 of Box A. It was a pleasant experience. I heard that this multiplex belongs to Telugu film producer Rama Naidu. He is doing public service through this cinema complex. They are charging 50 to 100 rupees at other cinemas in twin cities. We could see a film spending 80 rupees only in this multiplex. I did not like the story of this film. It is not an absorbing account. We enjoyed the atmosphere in this multiplex more than this film. Thence we took two city buses and returned to our abode by 3:00. Had my lunch by 3:30. Rested on cot for one hour. My portion mate (one who lives in a portion of the house we are living in as tenants) Ramesh Babu, his youngest son and I reached Tirumala Garden Function Hall at Old Bowenpally by 7:30. Our house owner Paspula Raju Yadav and his wife Mounika are celebrating the Cradle Ceremony (putting a little baby in a cradle for the first time formally) of their five-month-old twins here this evening. Recently Raju Yadav invited us to this function. This lucky couple had a baby son and a baby daughter in one go. I found these two babies cute. The Cradle Ceremony ended by 10:00. Ramesh Babu presented them a small cover keeping some money in it. I could not present anything to them. We had dinner there by 10:30. Raju Yadav got a photo taken along with us. We felt happy at his gesture. Thence we took two city buses and returned to our abode by 11:00. Went to sleep by 11:30.

7 April (Tuesday)

Woke up by 7:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Spent most of the day at home. Today Srijana spent arranging things well in our abode. Morning she washed our pillow covers and a pair of my clothes. She taught me how to cook rice in a pressure cooker. Her mother is very good at cooking. Srijana is yet to learn a lot in this direction. My cooking skills are poor. I like delicious foods and sweet drinks. Afternoon got a phone call from the HR executive of ecomZera. Earlier I applied for the position of content writer in this company through naukri.com job portal. She asked me if I can attend an interview tomorrow in their office. I told her that I can come there during the morning hours on this Thursday. My schedule is to meet Telugu film actor Akkineni Nagarjuna tomorrow morning at his house in Jubilee Hills. I am feeling blissful to meet him. By 4:30 Vamsy brought his mother, his cousin Sushma and their luggage from Ashok Nagar. Went to Patny Centre by 5:30. Bought two kilos of grapes for 80 rupees and 10 oranges for 20 rupees. Withdrew 500 rupees from the ATM Centre of Axis Bank at Karkhana by 6:15. Tomorrow morning my darling Srijana starts to her favourite place. I am making arrangements for that journey. Evening it was cloudy and cool. It drizzled for some time. Enjoyed this magic of Lord Krishna. Night Srijana, Sushma and I spent on our terrace, enjoying breezes, for 15 minutes. Went to sleep by 9:00.

8 April (Wednesday)

Woke up by 6:00. Reached Secunderabad railway station by 6:20 in an auto rickshaw along with Srijana, her mother, Vamsy and his cousin Sushma. They took a coach meant for the disabled. They would get off it at Tuni railway station by this evening. Took a city bus and reached the abode of my friend Veeranjaneyulu at Jubilee Hills by 7:00. Rested on a mat for one hour. Hired an auto rickshaw and reached the house of Akkineni Nagarjuna by Road No. 48 in Jubilee Hills by 9:30. His security guard told me that nobody would be allowed inside. He rudely told me to get out of that place. Another security guard scanned me carefully from the security cabin there from a mirror. He also told me to leave that place. They treated me like a stray dog and terrorist. I felt humiliated and scared due to their rude behavior towards me. A fellow gave me a lift up to  Journalist Colony on his bike. Thence hired an auto rickshaw and moved to Annapurna Studio by Road No. 2 in Banjara Hills. There also his security guards treated me like a stray dog. This is how celebrities treat ordinary people in India when they are in the limelight. I lost my respect and admiration for Nagarjuna after this bitter experience. Spent in the abode of Veeru from 10:30 to 5:00. Today I typed out and posted two blogs on my blog site. Their titles are “Celebrity Nagarjuna” and “Avoidable Celebrities”. Veeru gave me a one kilo pack of Shakti Malt powder. Returned home by 7:00. Srijana called me up and informed me about their safe reach to their destination. Had Vegetable Biryani and grapes for my supper. Night I felt lonely and lovesick. Went to sleep by 10:30.

9 April (Thursday)

Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Took two city buses and reached Lakdi Ka Pool by 9:30. Had a plate of idlies at a pushcart there for eight rupees. Entered the office of ecomZera by 10:00. It is in the second floor of the building named ‘Summit’ by Hillfort Road in Adarsh Nagar. An employee of this firm gave me a sheet of white paper and asked me to write an essay of 150 words on the topic “The Most Memorable Day in My Life”. I wrote about 23 March 2008, the day on which I married Srijana. She is my goddess of life. Her innocence, beauty and childishness delight me as a dreamer. Lord Krishna presented her to me. I asked Him for an ice cream. He blessed me with a factory of sweets. A young fellow interviewed me for five minutes. I enjoyed his cheerful and exciting way of interaction with me. He said that I cannot enjoy the work in this firm. I sensed that they cannot pay me the salary I deserve. It is a good firm. Returned home by 12:30. Had half a kilo of grapes for my lunch. Spent watching television for two hours. Rested on cot for one hour. Spent in Cyber Park Internet café from 6:30 to 7:30. Posted the letter, which I recently emailed to Pramod K Nayar, on my blog site. Others should also know about the crucial issues of India. Cooked rice using a pressure cooker for the first time in my life. Bought potato curry outside. Went to sleep by 11:00.

10 April (Friday)

Woke up by 6:30. Had a glass of Shakti Malt porridge by 7:30. Washed a pair of clothes and had a bath by 9:00. Took a city bus and reached Shivam Road by 10:00. Spent talking with my familiar folks in the KSS Hostel there from 10:15 to 4:00. We discussed present politics in India in view of coming elections. There are three students of Kadapa district in this hostel. They told us about Y S Rajasekhara Reddy and the influence of his family in this district. The people of Kadapa lost respect for and faith in this man. Jaganmohan Reddy is a coward. He travels in Kadapa amid a number of cars of his blind and stupid followers. There are no factionism and unrest in Kadapa now as it was during the times of Raja Reddy, the father of YSR. I heard bad news about Telugu film actor Chiranjeevi and his political party also. Allu Aravind spoiled the image of Praja Rajyam Party and Chiranjeevi, selling many tickets to corrupt and rich persons to contest elections on behalf of their political party. Chiranjeevi earned the image of a helpless and worthless bloke under the guidance of Aravind in politics. Pawan Kalyan, the brother of Chiranjeevi, is a better person than all these buggers of this Telugu film celebrity family. He is one of the gentlemen of Telugu film industry. He respects women artistes also in his films. Almost every actress in the film industry is like a prostitute. Producers, directors, financers, actors, music directors and such other males transform female artistes into prostitutes. Many famous film actors and villains think and behave like stray dogs with female artistes behind the screen. They are more powerful criminals and sinners than those in the ordinary society. Went to sleep by 11:00.

11 April (Saturday)

Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 30 minutes. Had cold rice (Chaddhannam in Telugu) by 10:30. Spent watching television for three hours. Rested on cot for one hour. Read the biography of a Telugu Kshatriya freedom fighter for one hour. Spent browsing Internet in Cyber Park Internet café from 5:30 to 6:30. Cooked rice and potato curry for me by 8:15. Had my supper by 8:30. I felt proud of my cooking skills after finding this curry tasty while eating. My brother-in-law Vamsy started back to Hyderabad from Tuni railway station by Godavari Express by 7:30. He travels in a coach meant for the disabled. Now my parents are at the rented abode of my brother Srinivas in Visakhapatnam. My mother told me that my brother Sambha is busy in politics now. He is a Congress Party activist in our village. His political guide is Yejarla Sudarshana Raju, our neighbour. My brother benefitted being with the Congress Party. Now politics means a lucrative public business for many in India. Comforts and benefits attract one toward a political party. Their ideologies and manifestos are for educated fools like me to read, discuss and then forget. I would have earned money had I joined some political party. I remained as a beggar because I value and practice ethics to some extent. God tests good creatures more than necessary. Many call them achievers. It means digging our grave in our backyard. Went to sleep by 10:00.

12 April (Sunday)

Woke up by 5:30. Went to Secunderabad railway station by 6:30. My brother-in-law Vamsy was waiting for me on platform 1. He brought two items of heavy luggage. We somehow brought them out. We hired an auto rickshaw for 45 rupees to Kakaguda at Karkhana. My father-in-law sent me 25 kilos of rice, two kinds of homemade pickles, five kilos of red gram, a papaya fruit, 10 lemons and some homemade snacks. He knows that I am in a financial crisis now. He saved me sending these items to this extent. Vamsy chose to rest on cot. Yesterday night he could not sleep well in Godavari Express. I have to attend the marriage of my friend Raja of Molleru Mallavaram this evening at Miyapur. Took two city buses and reached Kukatpally by 10:15. The bride party booked about six rooms in the lodge S S Residency, opposite Mamatha Hospital, near the JNTU, for the stay of guests from the bridegroom party. My familiar folks came by a bus from villages Ramula Devapuram, Molleru Mallavaram and Gollalagunta. Spent talking with them happily in this lodge for long. Spent much time with Kolukuluri Satya Narayana Raju (Bose), the father of Divya, a beauty of Gollalagunta, one of the girls I wanted to marry once. A rich family initiated talks today with Bose about his daughter’s marriage. I encouraged him to finalize that boy. Divya will be comfortable and happy in that family. The marriage of Raja took place with Sunitha from 7:00 to 11:30 in the community hall at Jaya Prakash Nagar. Everything went on well. Left this place by 10:00. Took two city buses and returned to my abode by 11:00. Vamsy already slept. Went to sleep by 11:30.

13 April (Monday)

Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Rested on cot for one hour. Had my lunch by 12:30. Took two city buses and reached the entrance of village Kandla Koya by 1:30. Thence hired an auto rickshaw for 20 rupees and reached the abode of Jagannaadha Raju by 1:45. Took 10 kilos of red gram and one bottle of homemade mango pickle for them. My father-in-law sent these items for his brother from K O Mallavaram with Vamsy. They offered me lemon juice added sugar water and homemade snacks. Returned to Karkhana by 4:00. Spent in the Cyber Park Internet café from 4:00 to 6:00. Deleted about 64 blogs from my blog site. They will be published in my first book. Today Telugu film actor Nagarjuna talked nonsense about politics in Andhra Pradesh now. He proved himself as a hard-core businessman and opportunist through his immature talk today. Celebrities are doing much harm to democracy in India. Many scoundrels of films and sports are entering politics to further spoil it. Recently Parakala Prabhakar resigned from the political party of Chiranjeevi. He seems to be a real Indian dreaming of a bright India like me. He is one of the few intellectuals and idealists of India now. Brainless followers of Chiranjeevi called him a ‘weed’ because he publicly talked about the drawbacks and demerits of Praja Rajyam Party, headed by Chiranjeevi. I pity the standards and values of people working for the success of Chiranjeevi in politics in this state. Went to sleep by 10:30 for my dreams.

14 April (Tuesday)

Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Went to Cyber Park Internet café by 9:00. Spent there till 3:00 typing out a blog titled “Election Time”. Posted it on my blog site by 2:45. I discussed the present politics in this blog. I stressed the need of social reformers and intellectuals like Jaya Prakash Narayan in Indian politics now. Democracy would be successful in a nation when all the voters are educated and enlightened enough to choose good leaders to rule them. In India, politicians are acquiring power through immoral measures like distributing money, liquor and such other gifts during elections. Voting is not made compulsory in India. Celebrities are after fame and money. Youth are spending their time playing, discussing and watching cricket. Employers are busy earning money and planning different ways to exploit their employees day and night. There are many burning issues now in India. Politicians have no time or interest to uproot  them from their roots. Christianity is spreading in India like a fatal infection. Many Muslims are increasing their population making it their mission. These developments disturb the interests of Hindus soon. Minorities should not dictate terms to the majority in any nation. Tamil people should not fight for a separate state for them in Sri Lanka. They should live as a distinct race of Sri Lanka being respected and loved by majority Sinhalese there. One thinking deeply about this world cannot live happily now. Fools, idlers, cheats and terrorists made this earth planet into a huge circus company. Buffoons and loafers are playing silly games in this show. Went to sleep by 10:30.

15 April (Wednesday)

Woke up by 6:30. Had two glasses of Shakti Malt porridge by 7:30. Scanned Eenadu for 30 minutes. Spent all the day at home. Watched television for about five hours. Went to Cyber Park Internet café by 6:00. Spent there for one hour. Two guys left their comments on my blog titled “Election Time”. They appreciated this blog and made some suggestions. I liked their constructive criticism. Replied to their two comments. Bought Egg Curry for 20 rupees at a roadside hotel for our supper at home. Had my supper by 8:00. Talked with my goddess Srijana for 10 minutes over phone. Now she is at the house of her maternal grandparents in Viswanadhapuram. She gained more weight due to her pregnancy. She is feeling like seeing me. She is drinking buffalo milk thrice a day. The children in that village are helping her pass time. She is sleeping alone on a bed. She is sleeping well due to cool weather there at night. She is having coconut water and available fruits frequently. Advised her to chant the name of Lord Krishna silently whenever she is alone. I am a helpless beggar now at the mercy of employers. I have no money to give her. I have no words to comfort her. I am a sinner. I am unable to serve my wife considerably when she is expecting my special attention towards her. Lord Krishna is retaliating against me because I am not going to His temple. What can I do? I have tears in my eyes. I am burdened with pain. May Lord Krishna save me. Went to sleep by 10:30.

16 April (Thursday)

Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had a glass of Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Two of my portion mates and I started to the government primary school at Picket by 7:30. We reached there walking for 20 minutes. I stood in the queue there for 45 minutes at the Polling Station No. 113. This is for the first time I am voting using an electronic voting machine. I voted for Lavu Rathaiah, the contestant of Lok Satta Party from Malkajgiri Parliamentary constituency and for Vijaya Rama Raju of the same party contesting from Secunderabad Cantonment Assembly constituency. I know that Lok Satta will win from very few constituencies this time. Narrow-minded and foolish voters like my brother Sambha vote for corrupt and worthless creatures of Congress and Telugu Desam Party. Srijana voted for the folks of Congress and Lok Satta. I have to educate her more. Walked back to home by 9:00. My friend Krishna Varma came by 11:00 from village Rudraram to spend with me today. Many eligible voters were not allowed to vote this time. Their names were removed from voter lists. The criminals of Congress Party manipulated the electoral system in this state. They must have bribed and influenced I V Subba Rao, the chief election commissioner of Andhra Pradesh. He is a criminal in this state. He has no answers to many questions related to the failure of democracy in this state. Thousands of eligible and sensible voters could not cast their votes this time because of this spineless and filthy rogue. Election commission is a useless government body in India. They compel innocent and educated voters to vote for some scoundrels, cheats and criminals. Went to sleep by 10:30.

17 April (Friday)

Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had two glasses of Shakti Malt porridge by 8:00. My friend Krishna Varma got up by 9:00. He spent with me till 6:30. We watched television for about five hours. Evening bought about 250 grams of broiler chicken for 35 rupees. It is skinless meat. He cooked curry with it. We had supper by 6:00 with this hot curry. He left for Rudraram by 6:45. Saw him off at the bus stop in Karkhana. This evening the results of first year Intermediate were released in Hyderabad. My cousin Ashwini passed it in first class. She is the daughter of my paternal uncle Narayana Murthy. This is her first academic year as an English medium student. She studied in a Telugu medium school up to her tenth standard. She is a disciplined and hard-working girl. Her father felt happy about her success in it. Evening talked with him over phone. Night talked with my folks in Gollalagunta. My teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju developed aversion for his relatives in Gollalagunta. He is trying to present others as villains to hide the mistake he committed recently in relation to my maternal uncle Varma. God knows what one is doing in this world. He punishes wrongdoers sooner or later. Talked with Srijana by 7:30 over phone. She ate two mango fruit today. She is happy. Went to sleep by 10:30.

18 April (Saturday)

Woke up by 6:30. Had two glasses of Shakti Malt porridge by 7:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. When Vamsy was cooking rice in our pressure cooker, the liquefied petroleum gas in our cylinder came to an end. He borrowed the kerosene stove of our neighboring Tamilian family. Took two city buses and reached the abode of my friend Veeranjaneyulu at Jubilee Hills by 10:00. They offered me Upma. Veeru and I discussed various things today. Updated him on various burning issues prevalent in India now. The courts of law do not deliver justice to millions of victims in this nation in time. The lawyers and judges don’t work for finding solutions to this problem. Police are in favour of the influential and the rich. Doctors exploit poor patients in  attractive private hospitals. Businessmen become richer cheating the helpless and the innocent. Politicians always struggle for acquiring and retaining political power. They don’t work for the overall development of this nation honestly. Celebrities misguide their fans and admirers to retain their fame in their bad and useless fields. Many Indians are interested in their personal growth and happiness only. Good people do not get encouragement or appreciation in a corrupt and immoral society. It is a vicious web wherein the cruel and the sinful dictate terms to the sensitive and the virtuous. My friend Veeru is also a victim of this bad age. Returned home by 7:30. Talked with Srijana for 10 minutes over phone. Went to sleep by 10:30.

19 April (Sunday)

Woke up by 6:30. Spent reading Eenadu for four hours. We avoided our breakfast today. Vamsy brought a full meal parcel by 2:15 from a nearby hotel. Morning I gave him 60 rupees for it. Spent much of my time watching television today. When we have no money and down to that extent, we should delight ourselves indulging in some good activity. Thinking about a burning issue continuously spoils our health. We must analyze the given things to find solutions for them. Spent in the Cyber Park Internet café from 3:15 to 6:15 browsing Internet. Sent an email to my cousin Raghupati in the USA asking him to lend me 10,000 rupees. He is the eldest son of my teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju. He is working as a software engineer there. He is earning well. He likes me as a person and writer. He is sensitive, sensible and intelligent. His father is a businessman like my father. He also invests his money in profitable fields only. He is an expert in growing wealth. By 8:45 Srijana called me up and informed me that it was found that she is carrying a baby boy. Today she got checked up in Shanti Nursing Home under the supervision of Dr Naga Lakshmi in Tuni. Felt happy hearing this news. She has entered her seventh month of pregnancy. This doctor advised her to have eggs and milk along with the prescribed medicines. Informed about it to my near and dear ones. Listened to Telugu cine songs on my Sony Walkman for some time. Went to sleep by 10:00.

20 April (Monday)

Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Took a city bus and reached Shivam Road by 9:40. Walked to the KSS Hostel in DD Colony. Spent with my friends Anjaneya Raju, Murali Krishnam Raju and others till 3:45. Told them about my state of economy. They listened to me silently. Anji took me to a nearby eatery and offered me breakfast. Had my lunch in the KSS Hostel Mess paying 25 rupees for it as a guest. Murali took me to a nearby hotel and bought a bottle of Nimbooz soft drink for 15 rupees. Pepsi Company launched it recently in India. Walked down Shivam Road from Shivam Circle. Spent browsing Internet in Global View Internet café from 4:00 to 5:00. Took a city bus and reached the office of advocate C S N Raju at Khairatabad by 6:30. He spent talking with his clients till 8:15. He attends his other clients first to allot more time for me. Spent talking with him for 30 minutes. He said that he recently explained the idea of my book publication to one of his rich friends to get investment for it. This work is in process. He decided to file the suit against the management of Maa television channel in the month of June considering summer holidays to the High Court of Andhra Pradesh in the month of May. I told him about my personal problems also. He consoled me like a gentleman. God tests good people more to strengthen them to fight for other helpless creatures later. Thence took two city buses and returned to my abode by 9:45. Had the parcel food brought by Vamsy. Talked with Srijana and my sister-in-law Sandhya Rani over phone for some time. Went to sleep by 11:00.

21 April (Tuesday)

Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Spent all the day at home watching television and resting on cot. Bought a full meal parcel for 60 rupees from Bhavani Mess by 2:00. Withdrew 400 rupees from the ATM Centre of Axis Bank at Karkhana by 2:15. The balance is 172 rupees. Spent browsing Internet in the Cyber Park Internet café from 6:30 to 7:30. I wonder at my state of poverty now. My father is a businessman. I should not depend on him for money. My brothers are good role players. They don’t consider helping me as a profitable venture. My cousins lent me money. I have no friends also who can help me financially. Mine is the position of an orphan as far as my financial stability is concerned. I am walking on roads looking at those traveling in cars. They are not bothered about the woes of pedestrians like me. I cannot stop them and ask for money. Corrupt politicians have billions of rupees and other assets with them. I am an idealist and moralist. They won’t give me money. Celebrities in films, sports and business consider me as an untouchable creature because I don’t like their standards and values as Indians. I am a good Indian. I have to teach virtues to the criminals and sinners in this nation choosing to be a social reformer at my level. The courts of law are corrupt. The governments are corrupt. The citizens of this nation are selfish. I have to walk from darkness to light with the help of God. I look like a fool to many blokes in this nation. Went to sleep by 11:30.

22 April (Wednesday)

Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Walked to a nearby hotel and had four idlies for seven rupees. A poor family is running this little hotel. I liked their values in doing this small business for their livelihood. The folks of many big and attractive hotels are exploiting all kinds of their customers selling bad and unhealthy food items at high rates. Got four puris parceled for eight rupees and brought it home for Vamsy. The delivery man of our nearby HP LPG agency brought a filled domestic gas cylinder to my abode by 11:00. Paid him 310 rupees for it. Cooked rice and potato curry by 1:00. The quality of rice sent by my father-in-law is poor. It does not taste well. I have no money to buy quality rice. Had my homemade food by 1:30. Spent most of my time watching television. Browsed Internet in the Cyber Park Internet café from 5:15 to 6:45. It was mostly to pass my time. Had my supper at home by 8:30. Recently I knew that my cousin Sirisha conceived. Having children is a great responsibility of good parents. Today I talked with my goddess Srijana Devi twice over phone. Her relatives in Viswanadhapuram are offering little mango fruit to her. There is still time for all kinds of mango fruit to emerge. Her maternal grandmother is giving her buffalo milk thrice a day. The baby in her womb needs more calcium. Though it is sultry during daytime, it is turning cool by night due to hills around there. She is sleeping well at night. May Lord Krishna bless her. Went to sleep by 10:30.

23 April (Thursday)

Woke up by 3:30. My father-in-law called me up from K O Mallavaram and reached me a piece of news. Spent listening to Telugu cine songs on Radio City FM radio for 30 minutes. Freshened up myself by 5:00. Had two glasses of hot Shakti Malt porridge by 5:15. Took two city buses and reached Medchal Check Post area by 7:00. There waited for a means of travel for half an hour. Took a city bus and an auto rickshaw and reached Mediciti Hospital at village Ganapur by 8:00. Jagannaadha Raju, the paternal uncle of Srijana, was there. Yesterday night, three right hand fingers of his elder son Santosh Varma were slightly crushed in a small rolling machine when he was working in a seeds packing unit. He is 14 now. Perhaps poverty made him work at night during his summer vacation. A doctor performed surgery on his wounded fingers by 11:30. I spent there till 2:30. Returned home by 4:00 by bus. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Spent browsing Internet in Cyber Park Internet café from 6:00 to 7:00. Raghupati, the eldest son of my teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju, came forward to give me 15,000 rupees. Recently I asked him for 10,000 rupees by email. Typed out and sent a one-page email to him thanking him for his goodness and affection towards me in this regard. He encouraged me to continue my journey as a writer not being upset by these temporary worries in my life. May God bless him. Talked with Srijana for 10 minutes over phone. Night celebrated my time listening to Telugu cine songs on my Walkman for some time. Went to sleep by 10:00.

24 April (Friday)

Woke up by 6:30. Had two glasses of Shakti Malt porridge by 7:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Spent most of the day at home watching television and resting on cot. Now my duty is to spend my time somehow. Spent browsing Internet in the Cyber Park Internet café from 6:00 to 6:30. Srijana’s paternal uncle called me up by 11:30. His son Santosh Varma is still in the hospital. He is getting treated under Andhra Pradesh government scheme ‘Rajiv Aarogyasri’. The state government issued free emergency health care cards to all people below poverty line. Even major operations amounting to four lakh rupees would be carried out under this scheme. Many private corporate hospitals tied up with the state government to provide this public service. The state government pays bills to respective hospitals later on behalf of these poor people. It is a boon to the poor. The folks of private hospitals too benefit a lot from this scheme. I also deserve this card because I am poor. Lord Krishna is my doctor. He does not take me to other doctors. The present Congress government neglected government hospitals and primary health centres to benefit corporate hospitals largely through this scheme. Then, the medical emergencies, being attended by a network of 108 ambulance services, across this state, are meant for all. The folks of Satyam Computers funded this service till recently. Corporate hospitals are exploiting the innocent and the helpless like anything. They earn money even from dead bodies. I am disturbed to witness these public crimes and sins in this state. Electoral system failed in India. Fools and criminals made democracy into a big circus in this nation. Went to sleep by 10:00 for my dreams.

25 April (Saturday)

Woke up by 6:30. Had two glasses of Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Took two city buses and reached the abode of my friend Veeranjaneyulu at Jubilee Hills by 9:30. Spent there listening to Telugu cine songs and talking with Veeru. We regret lack of standards and ethics in the present politics and public life. He is searching for a female model to do original paintings of his choice. He has been doing reproductions for long for his survival and  dependants. He is growing wheat grass in plastic containers in his abode. His mother and he are consuming wheat grass juice for their health sake. He gave me 500 rupees by 5:00. I went there to ask him for 200 rupees. Returned to Karkhana by 7:30. Had my supper by 8:30. This night my brother Sambha, my sister-in-law Kranti, my mother and eight others started to Varanasi from Visakhapatnam by Konark Express by 10:00. Tomorrow morning they board Neelanchal Express at Bhubaneshwar for Varanasi. My mother is a devotee of Lord Shiva. She is spending 1200 rupees for train tickets as part of this pilgrimage. She delights in visiting her favourite shrine this time. My brother Sambha is guiding the creatures of this pilgrimage. My father remained alone at our house in Peda Gummuluru due to it. Many Hindus visit some temples and shrines of India regularly. It is part of Indian culture for long. They crave for assets and comforts once back to their abodes. They should love others. They must practice virtues. Went to sleep by 10:30.

26 April (Sunday)

Woke up by 6:30. Had two glasses of Shakti Malt porridge by 7:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Spent all the day at home watching television and resting on cot. Checked my email by 7:00 in the Cyber Park Internet café at Karkhana. My cousin Raghupati informed me, with details, on how to collect 2000 rupees from any unit of Western Union Money Transfer. Talked with my father by 8:00 over phone. He talked affectionately with me. Two genetically related creatures, who interact after a long time, experience more warmth and attachment for each other, than general lovers, who love each other every day. I like to extend my unconditional love to him hereafter. He did not spend much money for me. He valued money more than me. He inherited this characteristic from his parents, who treated him like an outcast. He earned property for his sons through years of his hard work and many sacrifices along with his innocent wife. I am able to earn money now as a jobholder because of the money he spent for my education earlier. He is the foundation of my earthly existence. He introduced pain and suffering into my life. Such life prepared me to think about the victims like me in India. It made me into a writer, who chooses social reformation as the core of his thoughts and writings. He is my teacher and guide from this perspective. He is becoming old day by day. He needs my love now. An idealist must love all. I must practice this great art in relation to my father also. Went to sleep by 11:00.

27 April (Monday)

Woke up by 6:30. Had two glasses of Shakti Malt porridge by 7:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Met my cousin Kiran at the office of Maytas Infra in Begumpet by 8:30. He gave me a crossed cheque of ICICI Bank worth 15,000 rupees. Advised him a little on how to conduct himself with his wife after marriage. He has been a righteous bachelor like me for long, waiting for his marriage, to enjoy his conjugal life. He is 25. Told him to follow family planning measures and avoid children for two years. A great bachelor is like a sensitive animal. He likes to enjoy more sex with his spouse after marriage. There are many beasts in the present society. They don’t enjoy sex with their life partners. They eventually turn into dogs and bitches to spoil the healthy and righteous people around them. Went to Shivam Road by 10:00. Collected 2000 rupees from a Western Union Money Transfer outlet there. This is the money sent by my cousin Raghupati from the USA. Spent in the KSS Hostel for two hours. Had my lunch there by 12:30. Paid 460 rupees at the Reliance outlet by Shivam Circle, towards my monthly bill, by 12:45. Spent at Global View Internet café for 30 minutes browsing Internet. Saw the Telugu film “Konchem Ishtam Konchem Kashtam” in cinema Odeon from 2:15 to 4:45. It delighted me. Returned home by 5:30. Night talked with Srijana, my father, my brother Srinivas, my cousin Narendra Varma and a few others, over phone. Went to sleep by 10:30 for my dreams.

28 April (Tuesday)

Woke up by 6:30. Had two glasses of Shakti Malt porridge by 7:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Spent most of the day at home watching television and resting on cot. By 5:30 went to Monda Market by bus. It is near Secunderabad railway station. Bought three T-shirts at a cloth store there by road for 225 rupees. Returned to Karkhana by 6:00. Spent in the Cyber Park Internet café from 6:10 to 7:10 browsing Internet. Posted a blog titled “Mega House” on my blog site with eight pictures of Telugu film actor Chiranjeevi and his big house in Jubilee Hills. Had my supper at home by 8:00. Today my brother Sambha, my mother and others visited the famous Hindu pilgrimage point “Triveni Sangam” in the state of Uttar Pradesh. They visited the house of Jawaharlal Nehru also there. Evening talked with Srijana, my cousin Naren, my sister-in-law Sandhya Rani, my father and my father-in-law. They are doing well. When I paid my Reliance cellphone bill recently, an executive there told me that I did not use my available calls well. I decided to talk more with my familiar ones to utilize my free calls. The habits of Vamsy are disturbing me. I wash dishes neatly. He does not do it. He is undisciplined. For him, his jovial and carefree life is more important than the interests and needs of others. He earns 1500 rupees working hard for one month and misuses it in 15 minutes. He is an irresponsible and spoilt child of his parents. He is testing my patience. I am bearing his indiscipline for the sake of Srijana. Went to sleep by 10:30.

29 April (Wednesday)

Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:30. Went to the branch of Axis Bank at Jubilee Hills by 10:40 by bus. Went there to deposit the cheque given by my cousin Kiran recently. When I enquired the executive there, he told me that the given amount of money must be there in the bank account of the issuer (may not be an appropriate word to be used in this context but there is no other word to mean it exactly) of this cheque by tomorrow afternoon. Otherwise it bounces. I knew that Kiran’s bank account won’t be with sufficient fund by this time. Avoided depositing this cheque for this reason. Returned home by 11:30. Bought 10 lemons for 10 rupees on the way. Prepared four glasses of sugar water with lemon juice at home. Drank it all in one hour’s time like a thirsty dog. It was very hot outside. Had my lunch by 1:00. It was like the food served to a helpless prisoner in India. No curry or soup to add with the rice. I added Priya mango pickle and water to this rice to make it eatable in two ways. Spent browsing Internet in the Cyber Park Internet café from 6:00 to 6:30. There are five pups on the road, near the small Mysamma temple, under the peepal tree, on the way to our abode. I bought and offered them five biscuits. They were fighting among themselves to grab and eat them. I enjoyed their cuteness and innocence. I lost them years ago. God made me intelligent and unreliable in the process of my evolution as a man. Night talked with Srijana and other dear ones for some time over phone. Went to sleep by 10:30 for my dreams.

30 April (Thursday)

Woke up by 6:30. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Went to the branch of Axis Bank at Jubilee Hills by 11:00. Deposited the cheque worth 15,000 rupees given by my cousin Kiran. Returned home by 12:30. Spent watching television and resting on cot. Had about two litres of lemon juice added sugar water. Lemon juice improves our immunity. Opened my two cardboard boxes of records and arranged them in order. Put 16 nafthalene balls in these two boxes to save my books and other items in them from the attack of silverfish. Found that Srijana put some of my photos in the two albums meant for her photos only. Took them out. They are all my ugly photos taken long ago. Srijana’s photos in these albums are beautiful. I don’t like to keep my ugly photos among hers. I am handsome now. Now I am eating food in time. Then my father did not take care of me in a considerable manner. Such poor upbringing made me look poor and ugly. Lakshmi loved me when I looked that ugly also. This is why they say that love is blind. Lakshmi is an angel of beauty and character even now. Spent browsing Internet in the Cyber Park Internet café from 6:30 to 7:30. Indulged myself in chatting online through Yahoo Messenger for 30 minutes. Many wear masks and hide their real identities when chatting online. It is a great medium of communication if participants use it for right causes. Talked with Srijana for 10 minutes over phone. My friend Krishna Varma came from Rudraram by 9:30. Went to sleep by 10:30.

1 May (Friday)

Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:30. My friend Krishna Varma and I had our breakfast in Renuka Tiffins by 8:30. Spent watching television for two hours. We reached RTC Crossroads by 1:30 by bus. We saw the Telugu film “Bangaaru Babu” of Jagapathi Babu and Meera Jasmin in cinema Sandhya 35 MM from 2:00 to 4:45. We returned home by 7:00. This night my brother Sambha, my mother and others started back from Varanasi by Neelanchal Express. They enjoyed their stay in this holy place of India. It is Labour Day today. In India, workers are not living happily. Those working in factories, railways, road transport, retail stores, hotels and farms are the victims. Many industrialists and corporate bosses are exploiting their employees. BPO employees are the worst victims in this scenario. They are working during night shifts to survive. India is still like a colony to countries like the USA and the UK. Our youth are going there searching for jobs. The conditions of Indian workers in the Middle East are pathetic. Politicians in India have no commitment or honesty to develop India. The cost of living increased a lot in cities. The earning prospects of the poor did not increase to that extent. The slums in India represent the demerits of governments and democracy in India. People are depending on their favourite deities but not on their rulers. India is a bad nation for the poor and the voiceless. Went to sleep by 10:00.

2 May (Saturday)

Woke up by 6:30. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. My friend Krishna Varma and I had our breakfast in Renuka Tiffins by 8:30. He spent at my abode till 5:30. Took a city bus and went to Shivam Road by 12:00. Paid 360 rupees in the branch office of Muthoot Finance there towards monthly interest on the money I borrowed from them pledging the two gold bangles of Srijana. Returned home by 1:30. Krishna Varma borrowed 300 rupees from me. He left for Rudraram by 5:40. He has to attend his night duty at Vijai Electricals plant there by 10:30. The presence of my brother-in-law Vamsy in my abode is disturbing me. Often he behaves like a lunatic. He eats some food items at home like a beggar. He does not think about others in the house. He does not know how to keep things tidy and orderly on his own. He does not wash his used clothes regularly. He may sleep at any time and wake up at any time. He likes playing cricket, video games and cellphone games. He must have inherited these qualities from his father. Today Srijana told me that her father became lazy now. He is roaming around like a loafer in his familiar places on his bike. He is not doing anything to earn money and look after his dependants. He is enjoying his carefree life depending on his in-laws. Srijana is a little disturbed by her father’s attitude. I want to educate others. Vamsy is educating me. This nation is turning unsafe and insecure due to swines like Vamsy and his father. Went to sleep by 10:30.

3 May (Sunday)

Woke up by 6:30. Spent reading Eenadu for two hours. Bought a pack of Boost powder and five packs of Britannia Tiger biscuits for 82 rupees at a nearby retail store. Took two city buses and reached the entrance of village Kandla Koya by 10:30. Thence walked about a kilometer and reached the abode of Jagannaadha Raju by 10:45. Their son Santosh Varma was recently discharged from the Mediciti Hospital at village Ganapur. They put him in a surgical ICU for four days though it was not necessary. They collect more money from the government submitting these fake bills. This is how corporate hospitals steal public money serving the poor nominally. Santosh is recovering from the influence of minor operation performed on the three fingers of his right hand. Gave him the little things I bought for him this morning. Spent there till 3:15. Took two city buses and reached my abode by 4:30. Night talked with my folks over phone. My mother and others returned home this morning finishing their pilgrimage to Varanasi. Lord Shiva must have blessed my mother in that shrine. She said that she did not feel her knee joint pains while in this city. She could walk fast along with others. She talked with me very happily about her pilgrimage to Varanasi along with others. My brother Sambha would be blessed by Lord Shiva for serving his mother this way. Went to sleep by 10:00.

4 May (Monday)

Woke up by 6:30. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Spent most of the day at home. When I recently talked with my father over phone, he advised me to join some job immediately. He knows that I need money to live in the city. I am in a very difficult situation now. Money is the most essential need of my life now. Remaining jobless for six months made me penniless. Kept borrowing money from my familiar ones. I am thinking and behaving like an orphan now. The people travelling in cars on roads are looking like blessed ones by God. I cannot work like a domestic in their homes because I am a postgraduate. I cannot become a male prostitute to earn money because I practice ethics. I cannot commit suicide because part of my life belongs to Srijana and our son, who is yet to enter this world. I believe that it is my Karma. I have nothing to sell except the parts of my body. Millions of people are suffering like this in India. I don’t know why I should consider this land holy when many are dying daily without food and care. I am one of those poor Indians now. Lord Krishna left me like a dog in a street. I am living at the mercy of others. Anantha Varma spent here from 6:00 to 7:00. Withdrew 7000 rupees from the ATM Centre of Axis Bank at Karkhana by 8:00. Paid my monthly house portion rent (3500 rupees) to Ramesh Babu by 9:00. Had my parcel meal at home by 9:30. Arranged my luggage in a bag by 10:00. Went to sleep by 11:00.

5 May (Tuesday)

Woke up by 4:00. Got ready by 5:00. Vamsy dropped me at Secunderabad railway station by 5:15. He borrowed the bike of the son of our Tamilian portion mate for this purpose. Both of them are colleagues at Vasavi Gifts store at Karkhana. He bought a ticket for me to Samalkot Junction for 123 rupees. Took Janmabhoomi Express by 5:30. The general coaches were free by this time. I could get a cushion seat. Had my breakfast on a platform by 6:10 paying 15 rupees. Scanned Eenadu for 30 minutes. This train started off by 7:13. A family travelled along with me with their eight-month baby boy. I did not find him handsome enough to that age but enjoyed his presence. Got him sit in my lap for some time. It was not much hot today. Hence the journey remained bearable to me throughout. Bought a pack of Vegetable Biryani at Tenali station for 30 rupees. It was delicious. This train was thickly packed by this afternoon. Got off it at Samalkot Junction by 6:00. My cousin Narendra Varma came to station. He took me to a fruit juice stall and bought a glass of banana juice for me. Felt refreshed after having it. We took a bus and reached Jaggampeta by 6:40. Bought grapes for 20 rupees. We took a sharing auto rickshaw and reached Gollalagunta by 7:30. We walked to the house of our maternal grandparents from the Kirana shop of Soorayya there. Took a bath in the open feeling the touch of fresh air around. My cousin Anantha Lakshmi offered me supper with mango fruit. Went to sleep by 10:00.

6 May (Wednesday)

Woke up by 6:30. Spent talking with my relatives for one hour. My cousin Narendra Varma came along with me to the old part of Gollalagunta carrying my bag on a bicycle. Thence took a sharing auto rickshaw and reached Jaggampeta by 10:30. Walked to the house of my teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju in Teachers Colony. Their second son Naren received me at their house. Spent talking with Raghupati, Kiran and others for some time. Their formal lunch program went on from 12:00 to 2:00. About 100 invitees attended this event. The bridegroom party was ready to start to the venue of marriage by 2:30. My teacher uncle hired two Express buses of APSRTC to take guests to Bhimavaram and bring them back to Jaggampeta after marriage. The bus in which I sat started off by 2:45. We reached Bhimavaram by 5:45. The marriage of my cousin Kiran (the youngest son of my teacher uncle Kolukuluri Venkata Rama Raju and my aunt Subba Lakshmi) was held in Ganna Bathula Venkata Sarojanamma Kalyana Mandapam with Sindhuja from 8:00 to 11:30. I would give 60 marks for the beauty of Sindhuja whereas Kiran gets 85 marks for 100 for his handsomeness in relation to her. This marriage took place before 400 guests. The attendees from the bridegroom party felt that the reception by the bride party and their dinner were of poor standards. The bride party distributed a small box of homemade sweets and a bag to all the invitees. Kiran’s friends and colleagues also came from Hyderabad. His dear friend Rashi Madan also came. Often Kiran told me that she is a great beauty. I consider her as an ordinary girl. Sindhu is more beautiful than this Punjabi girl. We started back by 1:30.

7 May (Thursday)

The bus reached Jaggampeta by 4:30. Took my bag from the house of my teacher uncle. My maternal uncle Krishnam Raju and I reached the bus station in Jaggampeta by 6:00 on foot. Thence we took a Visakhapatnam bound bus by 6:45. We got off it at Adduroad Junction by 8:45. I felt sleepy and ugly. We walked to our house in Peda Gummuluru. Yesterday evening my father brought Srijana to our house in an auto rickshaw from Viswanadhapuram. It is a custom in our community in this region to bring a daughter-in-law when she is in her seventh month of pregnancy to the house of her in-laws formally. She brought 23 kinds of sweets and a few kinds of fruits from her house on this occasion. Each sweet is 100 in number and fruits are in dozens. My teacher uncle did not invite my mother, my maternal aunts and others to the marriage of his son Kiran. He could not understand the affection of these relatives for him. Their absence in the place of Kiran’s marriage disturbed me. My uncle committed this mistake. He developed aversion for these creatures for wrong reasons. I did not like his attitude in this regard. One should not lose one’s close relatives and good friends on his own for no reason. Venkata Rama Raju lost the love and attachment of some of his close relatives due to his carelessness towards them for long. Today I had four mango fruit. It rained a little by 6:30 with winds. It turned cool and pleasant. Daytime power cut is in full swing here. Went to sleep by 10:30.

8 May (Friday)

Woke up by 5:00. Spent all the day at home. My brother Sambha came from Tangedu by 9:00. After the death of his father-in-law there in that house by main road, nobody is living in it. They are getting it cleaned and whitewashed now. They want to sell that house and the surrounding piece of land to somebody soon. The death of head of a good family brings many tragic changes along with it. Today I had four sweet mango fruit. My paternal uncle Narayana Murthy came by 11:00 on his bicycle from the mango garden by hills. He brought 10 mango fruit for me from there. My paternal grandfather Thammi Raju came to see me. He is suffering from the disorders of his old age. His sons are not paying much attention towards his health and happiness now. He earned a few acres of agricultural land for his sons sacrificing many things in his simple and poor life. His sons took property from him but not responsibilities towards him. This is the state of old people in many parts of India now. Everybody is thinking like a businessman now. Profit and loss are their primary concerns but not affection and service for their folks. Five familiar Kshatriya women came to our house this evening to see Srijana. I enjoyed their presence and friendly talk with my mother about mango pickles. Evening it turned cloudy but it did not rain. It was sultry in our house. Frequent power cuts worsened this situation. Went to sleep by 11:00.

9 May (Saturday)

Woke up by 6:00. Spent most of the day at home. It was hot throughout the day. Today I had eight mango fruit. Afternoon my paternal uncle Narasimha Murthy came from Tetagunta. Spent talking with him for half an hour. Went to a hair salon by NH-5 (Adduroad Junction) by 5:30 in a lungi. Got a haircut in it by 6:00. Gave him 30 rupees though the prevailing charge here for a haircut is 15 rupees only. This barber is an expert in this profession. I know him for the last eight years. His elder brother died one year ago due to heart attack. Earlier he used to do my haircut. My brother Sambha returned from village Tangedu, along with his associate Yesu Babu, on his bike, by 7:00. His wife Kranti and his mother-in-law Janaki also returned from there. Night Srijana and I went to his house to sleep in the open. My brother Sambha settles the disputes among his familiar ones. Nagaraju is a fellow of Yadava community of village Ramayyapatnam. He is about five years older than my brother. He has been facing problems due to his wife and mother-in-law ever since his marriage. His mother-in-law is the main villain in this case. Her daughter is not happy with the presence of her father-in-law in the house of her husband. Nagaraju begot a baby daughter from this marriage. He is not ready to leave his father at all minding the demand of his wife. His father left his mother years ago for some reason and so he remains helpless in that case. It became a burning issue now for them. Nagaraju has to leave his father or his wife for the peace of his mind. My brother is going to settle this dispute minding the welfare of his friend Nagaraju. Went to sleep by 10:00.

10 May (Sunday)

Woke up by 6:00. Spent all the day at home. My brother Srinivas, my sister-in-law Sandhya Rani and their two sons came to our house by 7:30 from Elamanchili. Today I had five mango fruit. My two brothers, my maternal uncle Krishnam Raju and a Yadava fellow of Ramayyapatnam spent playing cards from 12:00 to 8:30. My uncle won 900 rupees from them and so he gave a party to these three losers spending 300 rupees from it. My brother Sambha stopped playing it by 4:00. My uncle said that one should play cards for a limited period of time only, not minding the point of losing or gaining money in it. If one is playing cards for an indefinite time, it means that one is addicted to it. My brother Srinivas is being carried away with the madness of this game. We struggled to make him stop playing this game this night. He played it with his familiar ones from Ramayyapatnam. Today my mother and my sister-in-law Sandhya Rani spent one hour attending the work of preparing mango pickle. I told my mother not to prepare any pickles or dishes for me hereafter. She is unable to do even chores at home due to her health disorders. I don’t like to burden her with other responsibilities also from my end. My cousin Sirisha came from Ramayyapatnam by 6:30. She spent talking with us for 30 minutes. Today my uncle Narayana Murthy performed formal worship to the statue of Lord Anjaneya in Ramayyapatnam along with his wife. He has been doing it every year for some years. He funds a free food offering program also in this village every year on this auspicious occasion. He spends about 8000 rupees for it. It is his little service to mainstream Hinduism in India. My father attended a cultural program there this night, which was held on this occasion. Went to sleep by 10:30.

11 May (Monday)

Woke up by 6:00. My brother Srinivas left for Visakhapatnam by 5:00 to attend his duty at the UCO Bank. My maternal uncle Krishnam Raju and I went to the abode of my younger paternal grandfather Narayana Murthy Raju by 10:00. His wife is about 60 now. She told us about her past. She entered a poor family after her marriage. She lived a life of poverty and difficulties thereafter. She believes that it is one’s Karma that configures and directs one’s life. Today Yejarla Sudarshana Raju (also called as Potti Babu in this area) is conducting a food offering program in this village. His mother died 10 days ago. They perform such traditional rites minding the needs and desires of the departed souls of their dear ones in the other world. In India, many live practicing their customs and beliefs more than rationality and science. I too served food items in this program for one hour and then had my lunch there. I belong to Kshatriya community. I should love and work for this community also along with other sections of society. Spent at the thatched hut of my dear Yesu Babu from 3:30 to 5:00. His wife told me how she has been leading an insecure and poor life after her marriage with this fellow. Night my sister-in-law Sandhya Rani, my nephew Suhas and I slept on the terrace of our house laying mats and mattresses there. Suhas told me that he wants to become a lawyer to serve the people. We talked about many other things also. Went to sleep by 10:30.

12 May (Tuesday)

Woke up by 6:00. My uncle Narayana Murthy came from the mango garden by hills on his bicycle by 11:00. He brought mango fruit for us. I too went to village Gudivada on our bicycle along with him. He gave 25 mango fruit to the cashier in the State Bank of India in this village. This bank is in the “Building of 101 Rooms”. Mandapati Lakshmipathi Raju got this building constructed about 25 years ago. We reached the 10-acre mango garden of this uncle near village Gurrajupeta by 12:30. The intense sunshine of summer scorched us on the way. My uncle plucked 60 Kothapalli Kobbari mangoes from his reserved trees in it. He sold the seasonal crop of this mango garden for 1,80,000 rupees to his familiar fellow for three years. He gave me 10 mangoes asking me to ripen them in our house and then have them. We returned to Adduroad by 1:45. My uncle spent 13 rupees for me during this short tour on bicycles to buy a cool soft drink, a buttermilk packet and a water packet. Reached home by 2:00. Had my lunch by 2:30. My mother prepared snacks for us. Rested on floor in our house for two hours. It was very sultry throughout the day. Water turned into my most favourite item now. Thirst and perspiration are chasing me like enemies. Night my parents, my sister-in-law Sandhya Rani and I slept in the front yard of our house, in the open, craving for fresh air and coolness. A serious debate took place between me and my father. I explained him how he failed to be a good head of our family during the last 25 years. Went to sleep by 10:00.

13 May (Wednesday)

Woke up by 5:00. By 7:00 my brother Sambha and I started to our mango garden at hills on his bike. We reached there by 7:30. We sat at the thatched hut of our paternal uncle Narayana Murthy for 30 minutes talking with our aunt Kumari. She offered tea to us. My uncle gave us 20 mango fruit. My brother Sambha bought the seasonal crop of two mango gardens this year. He sold them to others later. Today he collected some mangoes from his reserved trees in one of these two gardens here to ripen them at home for our domestic consumption. We returned home by 8:30 with the bags of these mangoes. The snake charmer, who bought one of his two mango gardens this year for its crop, gave him one kilo of meat of a wild sheep, which he hunted and killed in a hill here. Still many poor and rich Indians are indulging in hunting for their livelihood or pleasure though the Government of India banned it years ago. Police are real criminals in India. They use that profession to earn money immorally and illegally, forgetting about their real duty of providing safety, security and peace to the people in their service areas. Indians are manipulative and dishonest. They kill any creature for money or pleasure. Their civic sense is very low. Spent rest of the day at home. Afternoon rested for sometime fearing high temperature outside. Today I had four mango fruit. Srijana is spending her time happily in the company of her two sisters-in-law and mother-in-law here. Went to sleep by 10:00 in the open.

14 May (Thursday)

Woke up by 6:00. Spent all the day at home. Vamsy came from Viswanadhapuram by 9:30. My mother remarked that he became thin staying at my abode in Hyderabad. It is true. We have been eating something to survive there ever since Srijana left for the house of her parents here. What we eat, drink and breathe affect our health. Afternoon my dear ones played Tambola game sitting in the house of my brother Sambha for half an hour. I enjoyed it a lot. These days close relatives are also meeting during birthday and marriage functions only. Everybody is busy doing something. Cricket, television channels and FM radios are making some busy. Money, comforts and luxuries are the needs or goals of many now. Brothers and sisters are also playing beautiful roles towards their sweethearts but not living their lives honestly. Formalities occupied human lives. People are interested in sharing and discussing sweet lies than bitter truths. Consequently a society of hypocrisy and entertainment got established instead of reality and honesty. Evening it rained considerably by 6:30. It turned cool and delightful within minutes. My brother Srinivas came from Visakhapatnam by 6:45 to sleep here this night. Earlier my father wanted to hold a meeting with us three brothers (his sons) to resolve some issues in our family. Such efforts were not materialized so far. Individuals with unique mentalities and high levels of ego seldom work on a common platform. Went to sleep by 10:00.

15 May (Friday)

Woke up by 5:30. Spent all the day at home. My maternal uncle Krishnam Raju and my father left for Jaggampeta by 10:00 by a bus from Adduroad Junction. My paternal aunt Subhadra came to our house by 11:00 to see Srijana and me. By 4:30 my sister-in-law Sandhya Rani finished preparing mango pickle for her. My mother withdrew herself from making mango pickles and jellies. She is suffering from knee joint pains, high blood pressure and diabetes. She is becoming weak. By 6:30, Satya Narayana Raju, the father of my sister-in-law Sandhya Rani, came from Molleru Mallavaram. He has to attend a function of his relative here tomorrow morning. Night Srijana and I moved to the house of my brother Sambha to sleep. Srijana started crying. I requested her to tell me why she was crying. She remained silent for long. She said that I should have married a girl, who is an expert in domestic chores like cooking, washing dishes and clothes and keeping house clean. I often compare her skills with those of my sister-in-law Sandhya Rani, who is an expert in such things as a housewife. Srijana is hurt by my casual remarks now and then about her skills in this sphere. I want her to improve in these areas of domestic life also. She is sensitive like a child. A baby cries when others criticize her highlighting her drawbacks in comparison to others. I consoled her explaining my remarks. Went to sleep by 10:30.

16 May (Saturday)

Woke up by 6:00. Spent most of the day at home. By 5:30 the results of recently held election of Andhra Pradesh Assembly were out. The Congress Party won majority seats. The Telugu Desam Party is in the second place. The Praja Rajyam Party of Chiranjeevi is in the third place. I could not imagine that the fate of this state would again be in the hands of lunatic and monarch Rajasekhara Reddy, who publicly looted and ruined this state for five years. He started such programs and schemes, which benefit the poor a little. Such beggars and parasites, who choose to live depending on the alms of the government, accorded victory to the dirty Congress Party. The choice of voters across India is also in favour of the Congress Party and their allies. It shows the death of democracy in India now. I think that Y S Rajasekhara Reddy bribed the election staff in this state. Even well-known scoundrels and fools of Congress Party got elected. Reddy must have arranged special agents to tamper the electronic voting machines kept in strongrooms after this election. Those, who talk against him publicly, also got defeated in this election in this state this time. The poor and the helpless suffer a lot in this nation in the coming five years’ time. The rich and the influential turn richer and more powerful. By 6:30, reached the Temple of Lord Venkateshwara near Etikoppaka Cooperative Sugar Factory in Darlapudi by a bus. The marriage of my familiar ones takes place here this night.

17 May (Sunday)

Woke up by 2:00. The marriage of Sekhar and Swathi took place from 3:30 to 6:30 this morning. Sekhar is the younger brother of Anantha Varma, the husband of my cousin Sirisha of Durgada. Swathi is a shorter and thinner girl compared to Sekhar. Swathi’s two elder sisters and parents are also short. My friend Krishna Varma came from Hyderabad to attend this marriage. Since this marriage took place in the early hours of this day, very few invitees stayed back to bless this couple after marriage. It is a bad trend now. People are after food and formal wishes only. I got photographed with my friends by the Temple of Kalyana Venkateshwara Swamy here. It is a spacious and serene area to hold auspicious occasions like marriage. There are hills behind this temple. Went to Ramayyapatnam by 8:00 in an auto rickshaw from Darlapudi along with some relatives of bridegroom party. Spent talking with my familiar creatures at the houses of Krishna Varma and Anantha Varma for two hours. The mother of Anantha Varma offered tea to me. It was like thick muddy water at the bottom of a pond. My mother often says that the creatures of Kshatriya families in this village don’t know how to treat their special guests also. Returned home by 11:00. Rested on cot for some time. Today I had five mango fruit. Night slept in the open for dew and air. Went to sleep by 10:00.

18 May (Monday)

Woke up by 6:00. My brother Srinivas, my sister-in-law Sandhya Rani and my nephew Suhas left for Visakhapatnam by 5:15 by an APSRTC bus from Adduroad Junction. They took mangoes and homemade mango pickle with them. By 10:00 went to Narsipatnam Road railway station in an auto rickshaw. Took a cardboard box of mangoes. My maternal aunt Surya Bhaskaramma came to this railway station by 10:15 from Ramayyapatnam. Bought a ticket for her for eight rupees to Durgada Gate Halt from here. Visakhapatnam-Vijayawada passenger train arrived by 11:00. It has about 10 coaches only. The flow of passengers is very high to this station now due to the season of Hindu marriages. There was no room for passengers to get into it from this station. I struggled to get my aunt into a coach of it with her two items of luggage. She gave me 100 rupees. She said that she likes giving money to children. It is one of the great habits in the world to be followed by good people towards disciplined and refined ones. Felt happy when she put a 100-rupee note in the pocket of my shirt affectionately before boarding this train. Returned home by 11:30. It was very hot outside. Rested on cot for some time. By 2:10 my nephew Sujan and I started to Viswanadhapuram. We reached Payakaraopeta by 2:45 in an auto rickshaw. Bought two dozen bananas for 45 rupees. Sujan and I had two glasses of buttermilk at a Kirana shop by road for six rupees. We took a sharing auto rickshaw and reached our destination by 4:20. Srijana felt very happy about our arrival. Went to sleep by 10:00.

19 May (Tuesday)

Woke up by 5:30. Spent all the day within hamlet Viswanadhapuram. This morning my in-laws came from K O Mallavaram on a bike. They spent here till 6:00. It is the wedding anniversary of my in-laws today. They wore new pairs of clothes on this occasion. It is Hanuman Jayanthi today. They went to His temple and broke coconuts. My nephew Sujan is not happy with the set of children here. Many of them are not of his age group. He is spending his time passively. Evening went to a nearby farmhouse. It belongs to a Kshatriya fellow of this village. He is growing broiler chickens, goats, cocks and commercial crops here. He is earning money without tension and corruption. India needs such entrepreneurs in villages. Villagers in India must think differently to earn money well, living in their places, depending on agriculture, animals, birds and businesses. Deforestation is high in India now. It is a threat to ecological systems in India. Spent watching some children bathing at a hand pump in this village for some time. Went to see Rosy in their abode by 6:30. Her real name is Shivaranjani. Now her baby daughter is two months old. She was operated upon to deliver this baby in a private hospital at Tuni. It would have been a normal delivery had that doctor thought and behaved like a humanitarian. Bloody doctors are performing operations to earn more money from such crimes also. I hate them. Went to sleep by 10:00.

20 May (Wednesday)

Woke up by 5:30. By 10:00 my father-in-law Rama Raju took his daughter Srijana to Shanti Nursing Home in Tuni on his bike for her scheduled monthly consultation with Dr Naga Lakshmi there. She checked her blood pressure and prescribed different tablets from the previous ones. Srijana used Zincofer Nurture tablets so far. Now she has to take COBADEX FORTE, FEFOL-Z and SHELCAL-250 tablets in the afternoon and evening. She has to consult this doctor after 15 days again. She has entered her eighth month of pregnancy. They returned from Tuni by 12:30. By 4:30, my father-in-law brought me to his house in K O Mallavaram on his bike. Half of the road we travelled on was bad and the rest is good. East Godavari district part of the road is repaired. The fellows of Visakhapatnam district have to yet get into action. This border road belongs to these two districts. Border areas create many disputes in India. My father-in-law brought a dead cock by 6:30 from the area of regular cockfighting in this village. He said that cock fights take place five days a week in this village. They bet money on the success of their favourite cocks in these fights. It is a place of fresh chicken for many here. My mother-in-law prepared chicken curry by 9:30. Srijana also came here by 7:45 on the bike of her father. Night there is the show of Hindu mythological drama “Satya Harischandra” in this village on the occasion of Hanuman Jayanthi. My father-in-law and I watched it there from 10:45 to 11:30. Went to sleep by 12:00.

21 May (Thursday)

Woke up by 6:00. Srijana went to Viswanadhapuram by 7:30 along with her father on his bike. My mother-in-law prepared chapatis for our breakfast. Had them with chicken curry. It was very delicious. Spent talking with Mantena Venkata Ramana Raju, the paternal grandfather of Srijana, for three hours. He is good at Hindu mythology. He told me some mythological stories. He narrated me a story to explain the power of desires in human life. A great saint, who meditated for long for attaining birthlessness borns again to help a person, who helped him in this birth. Human desires and the related attachments with the attractions of this material world make a soul take a number of births. God never interferes in the Karma (destiny) of creatures. He allows them to live and die as per their Karma. Human birth means suffering. Everybody has to undergo suffering while living. What we are today is the result of what we did yesterday. Had my lunch by 11:30. My father-in-law and I reached Viswanadhapuram on his bike by 1:30. Spent talking with the folks of this village for two hours. We discussed politics in this state and nation. Politics means a profitable business for the selfish and the manipulative in India now. It rained well from 5:30 to 6:00. It turned cool and refreshing. Went to sleep by 10:00.

22 May (Friday)

Woke up by 6:30. Spent all the day within Viswanadhapuram. Srijana played Tambola and cards with some children of this village in the afternoon. I spent observing their excitement and enthusiasm. They are playing these games betting money. Evening about 10 children of this village played cricket for 90 minutes. My nephew Sujan too played it. One of these players sustained a bruise on his face while trying to catch the ball and defeat his opponent. Every child is after cricket. I observed how youth in India are getting spoilt before my eyes. The present generation is devoted to comfort and enjoyment. They have no interest or time to understand their responsibilities and fulfill them. The female heads of families are giving more time to their children in this village to eat, play and enjoy. The women in this village are expert cooks and homemakers. Their children and grandchildren left for cities for education, employment or business. These elders earn assets for them and live simply to enrich their next generation. Many outsiders do not know that there is a village in this place. Srijana and I had our supper by 8:30 in the house of Alluri Venkata Tirupathi Raju and Uma Maheswari. They are parents of Shivaranjani. They served rice with mutton curry, potato curry, red gram soup and sweet snacks to us. We ended it with sweet mango fruit slices. It is their way of expression of affection for us. Went to sleep by 10:00.

23 May (Saturday)

Woke up by 6:30. Spent all the day within Viswanadhapuram. Srijana played cards with her friends for one hour in the afternoon. I sat watching their fun in it. Srijana is staying at the house of her maternal grandparents now. She feels comfortable and happy being here. Her parents and paternal grandfather Venkata Ramana Raju stay at their house in K O Mallavaram. There is about five kilometers of distance between these two villages. My father-in-law often comes here on his bike. Ashish Varma is the younger son of the maternal uncle of Srijana. He is 10 months old now. I too played with him during these few days in Viswanadhapuram. My darling Srijana is taking care of this baby. Feeding him warm and sweet buffalo milk and soft boiled rice, getting him bathed, putting clothes on him and making him sleep are some of the honorary duties she is doing now. This proactive domestic training helps her serve her baby well in future. One must have much love and patience to bring up one’s children when they are below 10. Srijana is washing dishes and clothes, participating in domestic cooking activities, slicing vegetables and playing cards now and then. Such physical activity gives her body enough exercise, which is good for the growth of the baby in her womb now. God is the supreme caretaker of each baby when it is in its mother’s womb. Let Him shape my baby son. Went to sleep by 10:30.

24 May (Sunday)

Woke up by 5:30. My father-in-law and mother-in-law came from K O Mallavaram by 8:30 on bike. They knew that I would go back to my home today. My father-in-law left for his village by 9:30. Somebody called him over phone. He likes and works for the Congress Party. He became busy after the success of Congress Party in the recent election. His loyalty to this party is blind. There are many such blind and deaf Indians in this nation now. This is how the Congress Party is surviving in this democratically dead nation. I pity their ignorance and foolishness. By 3:30 got ready with my luggage in a bag. My nephew Sujan also got ready with his luggage. Srijana told me to leave him there for some more days. I asked for his opinion. He wanted to stay back. I did not like to compel him. Srijana gave me 500 rupees. I told her to keep it with her. It is a gesture of mutual exchange of love between us. She knows that I am short of money now. I think that she needs more money now. I was on the verge of tears knowing that I was leaving her back there. She needs the care and love of her maternal grandmother now. Dantuluri Jagannaadha Raju, the maternal grandfather of Srijana, dropped me at village Gandi by 4:00 on his old Bajaj Chetak scooter. Thence took an auto rickshaw and reached Tuni by 4:30. Took an Express bus at bus complex there and reached Adduroad by 5:00. Went to sleep by 10:00 for my dreams.

25 May (Monday)

Woke up by 5:30. Took an Express bus at Adduroad Junction by 8:00 for Anakapalle. Got off this bus in the bus complex at Anakapalle by 9:15. Hired a rickshaw and reached Vijaya Nursing Home in New Colony by 9:30. Paid 10 rupees to this rickshaw puller. Took 12 mango fruit from home to give to this doctor. One told me that she is rich enough to buy and eat any mango fruit of her choice. Gave these mango fruit to the rickshaw puller, who brought me here. He felt very happy. He is about 60. He told me that he has been pulling rickshaw in Anakapalle for the last 40 years. He is a poor and honest man of India. These sweet mango fruit reached a gentleman. Met Dr Vijaya Lakshmi in her room by 10:10. Talked with her for two minutes. She looked impressive and formal as a doctor. She is famous in this region for performing normal deliveries without resorting to unwanted operations for the sake of more money. I met such great doctor today. I want to admit Srijana into this hospital for her delivery. I went there today to check things on my own in this regard. She told me to bring Srijana to check her. Spent talking with my sister-in-law Sowjanya in their rented abode at Elamanchili from 11:30 to 12:00. Returned home by 1:00 by bus. Spent talking with two familiar ones in Adduroad from 3:30 to 5:30. Bought a toilet brush for 30 rupees to be used in our house here. Night slept in the open talking with my parents. Went to sleep by 10:00.

26 May (Tuesday)

Woke up by 5:30. Packed 80 mangoes in a cardboard box by 8:00. My father brought them for me from our mango garden by hills. I arranged them in five layers in this box keeping a sheet of old newspaper between one layer and the other. Much air cannot enter this box now. They ripen in five days’ time this way. My father brought this box to Adduroad on his bicycle. Booked it at the ANL Parcel Service point of APSRTC here to Hyderabad. I have to collect it from the MGBS there. Had my lunch by 11:30. When leaving our house, my mother asked me to take 1000 rupees from her for my expenses. I rejected it gently. She is disturbed about my being jobless for the last seven months. She wanted to help me a little this way. Now I must give her money as her grown-up son. I did not like to accept her pity and warmth for me this way. My brother Sambha and my father accompanied me up to Adduroad Junction. Took a bus to Visakhapatnam by 12:00 with my bag and a cardboard box of mango fruit. It was hot. The journey was affected a little due to this high temperature of summer. Got off it at R & B building after NAD Kotha Road by 2:25. Thence hired an auto rickshaw and reached the rented abode of my brother Srinivas in Madhava Dhara by 2:30. Spent talking with my sister-in-law Sandhya Rani and my nephew Suhas for some time. My brother Srinivas returned from the UCO Bank by 8:40. Went to sleep by 10:00.

27 May (Wednesday)

Woke up by 5:30. Took Bus No. 48 A at Madhava Dhara by 8:00. Got off it at a bus stop in Daba Gardens. Spotted an ATM Centre of Axis Bank right there. Withdrew 1000 rupees from it. I went there by mistake thinking that the District Employment Exchange is there. A storekeeper there reminded me the truth. Thence hired an auto rickshaw for 50 rupees and moved to Government ITI at Kancharapalem. A staff member, living there, told me to come by 10:30. I had two hours’ time to spend. Bought a copy of Eenadu and spent reading it for 30 minutes. Got my employment card renewed and my B.A. qualification added to it. It means that the government has to consider me as a jobless creature and try to provide me with a reliable job sometime in near future. I have to renew the status of this employment card in February 2012 again. I like to be attached with this City of Destiny this way. Returned to the abode of my brother Srinivas by 11:45. Had my lunch and spent talking with my sister-in-law Sandhya Rani for some time. Hired an auto rickshaw and reached Marripalem Halt by 4:30. Took Visakhapatnam-Rajahmundry passenger train by 5:10. The parents of Anantha Varma joined me at Narsipatnam Road. We got off it at Durgada Gate Halt by 8:00. My cousin Naren received us. Went to sleep by 10:30.

28 May (Thursday)

Woke up by 4:00. I am at the house of my maternal aunt Surya Bhaskaramma now. My aunt and the parents of Anantha Varma got ready by 5:30. My cousin Naren, my uncle Chanti Babu and I accompanied them up to Durgada Gate Halt. We were six people carrying six items of luggage with us. We got into Kakinada-Visakhapatnam passenger train there by 6:15. We got off it at Annavaram railway station by 6:30. We bought three tickets for the three persons going to Secunderabad today. Janmabhoomi Express arrived by 8:15. It was packed with passengers. We somehow pressed our three members into a coach reserved for the disabled behind the engine! Naren, my uncle and I came to the main road in Annavaram in an auto rickshaw from this railway station. Thence we reached Durgada by 10:00. My cousins Anantha Lakshmi and Naren left for Gollalagunta by 11:00. My cousin Sirisha, her father Chanti Babu and I started to Samalkot by 6:15 from Durgada in an auto rickshaw. We have six items of luggage with us. It broke down near Gollaprolu. The driver of this hired vehicle arranged another auto rickshaw for us by 7:00. We reached Samalkot Junction railway station by 7:45. My uncle paid 150 rupees to him. A porter asked for 60 rupees to move two items of our luggage from one platform to the other. My uncle carried that luggage also. Sirisha and I got into Gauthami Express by 9:10. Went to sleep by 11:00.

29 May (Friday)

Woke up by 4:00. I did not feel comfortable to sleep on a middle berth in this train. There was no much inflow of fresh air onto my berth. This train neared Warangal railway station. Washed my face with water and stood near the open exit door for 10 minutes to refresh myself. Many got up and sat on lower berths by 5:30. This train reached Secunderabad railway station by 7:00. Anantha Varma, the husband of my cousin Sirisha, and Vamsy came to this station to receive us. We hired an auto rickshaw for 300 rupees to Ashok Nagar near Serilingampalli. Recently Anantha Varma rented in a one-bedroomed portion near the Mandal Office of Ramachandrapuram for 2500 rupees. We reached there by 8:40. My maternal aunt Surya Bhaskaramma and the parents of Anantha Varma already entered this new rented abode, for the first time, boiling cow milk and preparing sweet milk rice, by 8:00, as scheduled by a priest. Sirisha and her husband would live here hereafter as a newly married couple. I found this abode beautiful and spacious for that rent. Vamsy and I had lunch there by 11:00. We took leave of them and reached our rented portion at Karkhana by 12:45. Cut opened the cardboard box of mangoes I sent here from Adduroad. About 15 mangoes ripened. Spent rest of the day within my abode. Went to sleep by 10:00.

30 May (Saturday)

Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Washed three pairs of clothes by 8:30. Had cold rice with three mango fruit by 8:45. Took a city bus and reached Shivam Road by 9:45. Spent browsing Internet at Global View Internet café from 10:00 to 1:00. I did not check my emails for the last 25 days. Deleted unwanted ones. Typed out a blog titled “Update” and posted it on my blog site. Hired an auto rickshaw and moved to RTC Crossroads. Went to the rented abode of my cousin Kiran there and knew that he went to his office of endless work. His wife and his mother-in-law were there. Saw the Telugu version of the English film “Angels & Demons” in cinema Sapthagiri from 2:00 to 4:30. It is interesting. Took a city bus and returned to my abode by 5:45. Spent talking with Srijana from 6:00 to 7:00 over phone. Her maternal grandmother and father are interested in admitting her into Shanti Nursing Home in Tuni for her delivery in July. I don’t like it. Many doctors are unnecessarily performing operations now to get more money from delivery cases. Jampana Vijaya Lakshmi in Anakapalle, whom I met recently, is known as a famous doctor in attending deliveries as a humanitarian. I don’t like Srijana delivering her baby through operation. It is against the laws of nature. Srijana took much time to understand me in this regard. Her maternal grandmother trained her in a wrong direction. Went to sleep by 10:00.

31 May (Sunday)

Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 30 minutes. Had four mango fruit. Took a city bus and reached Shivam Road by 9:30. Spent typing out a three-page letter addressing Doctor J Vijaya Lakshmi of Anakapalle. I expressed my interest in admitting my wife Srijana Devi into her nursing home for her delivery. Appreciated her character and qualities as a doctor in serving women, who come to her for deliveries and other medical services. I also attached a nine-page document titled “Srijana Devi” to this letter for her to read the story of my marriage with Srijana, which I wrote and posted on my blog site once. This is my effort to formally introduce ourselves to this good doctor. It is my way of preparing the ground for the normal delivery of my dear wife under her supervision there. Srijana seems like an innocent kid in understanding the nuances of this world. She is unable to distinguish great doctors from mean and selfish ones. I argued a lot with her to convince her to meet this doctor soon. May Lord Krishna bless her. Returned to my abode by 1:30. Watched television for three hours. Rested on cot for one hour. Went to Secunderabad railway station by 6:45. Janmabhoomi Express arrived by 7:10. My cousin Narendra Varma (also called Naren) came in it from Samalkot Junction. I went there to receive him. We reached home by 7:30. He prepared potato fry for us. We had our supper by 9:15. Went to sleep by 11:00.

1 June (Monday)

Woke up by 6:00. My cousin Naren and I had two glasses of Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. He liked it. Scanned Eenadu for 30 minutes. Naren and I had breakfast idlies in the nearby hotel Renuka Tiffin Centre by 7:20. It was of low quality. The plates in which the breakfast was served looked a little dirty. There was no water in the drum opposite the hotel. Naren left for Banjara Hills from this hotel. Earlier he was informed by the folks of a company there to join it today. Put 20 mango fruit in a jute bag. Took two city buses and reached the abode of my friend Veeranjaneyulu at Jubilee Hills by 10:30. He and his younger brother were doing a painting of Hindu Goddess Lalitha Devi. They have to deliver it to their client by this Wednesday night. Its cost is 1,00,000 rupees. He said that this client may bargain it for 80,000 rupees. It is meant to be put in a house of the owner of the Karvy Group. He told me that women indulge in bargaining more than men. We spent talking about the present politics and reasons for the negligible success of the political party of Telugu film actor Chiranjeevi. We had lunch by 1:30. Murali, the follower of Meher Baba, came by 4:30. Spent talking with him for 20 minutes. This afternoon a cousin of Veeru booked my letter to Dr J Vijaya Lakshmi in Anakapalle, at a point of DTDC in Film Nagar. Went to sleep by 10:00 in my abode.

2 June (Tuesday)

Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Washed a pair of clothes. Took a city bus and reached the abode of my cousin Kiran at RTC Crossroads by 10:15. Kiran’s father Venkata Rama Raju and his mother Subba Lakshmi were there. His mother is still burdened with obesity. Earlier I advised Kiran and his father to admit her for a slimming treatment at some good clinic in Hyderabad. They neglected my advice. My teacher uncle opines that a woman possessing the qualities of a pig must not be expected to transform into a swan by external force. He thinks that one’s basic instincts decide one’s character and characteristics. He is not happy with the food habits and laziness of his wife. He is known for discipline and vision. He and his wife often think and behave like two enemies due to differences in their attitudes. The in-laws of Kiran and his wife are also here. I found Sindhu beautiful. Her smile is attractive. Kiran enjoys her company. Had my lunch there by 1:30. My uncle and I spent talking about politics and other related things in India now for some time. Politics is the worst affected area in India now. Very few have patriotism and commitment to develop India from roots. Everybody is interested in exploiting others minding his development and comfort. Returned home by 3:00. Evening went to the office of advocate C S N Raju to meet him. He was not there. Went to sleep by 10:00 for my dreams.

3 June (Wednesday)

Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had a glass of Shakti Malt porridge by 8:00. My cousin Naren and I reached the rented abode of Anantha Varma near Ashok Nagar by 10:30 by bus. We took 15 mangoes for them. Naren brought them from Gollalagunta for them. My cousin Sirisha is happy here with her husband. He is slowly furnishing his abode with items like ceiling fans and dishes. He is a disciplined and cultured boy. Sirisha is lucky to that extent. My maternal aunt Surya Bhaskaramma is happy with her daughter and son-in-law. Now Anantha Varma is not able to earn much as an employee. His parents or in-laws have no assets to give him. He is a self-made man. We had our lunch by 12:30. We all rested for one hour. My aunt prepared snacks and sweets for us. Anantha Varma returned from his office by 5:00. His parents, Naren and I came to the main road on foot by 5:45. Anantha Varma spent talking with his parents when coming along with them to see them off. We took a city bus there and reached Secunderabad by 7:15. Thence we hired an auto rickshaw and reached my abode by 7:40. Naren bought two general tickets for the parents of Anantha Varma from Secunderabad to Tuni for their journey tomorrow. Today also I talked with Srijana over phone and explained her the importance of her consulting Dr Vijaya Lakshmi in Anakapalle. Went to sleep by 10:30.

4 June (Thursday)

Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Spent all the day at home. Watched a Telugu feature film on television for one hour. Srijana went to Vijaya Nursing Home in Anakapalle by 8:30 taking a bus from Tuni along with her father. They met Dr Vijaya Lakshmi by 10:10. They tested the blood of Srijana and found her health normal. Vijaya Lakshmi pressed the stomach of Srijana and found that the movements of the baby inside are more than normal. He must be hurrying to enter this world of dreams and shadows. She advised Srijana to drink milk thrice a day. She prescribed Shelcal-500 and another kind of tablets for Srijana to be taken in the morning and at night. She told Srijana to come to her on the 23rd of this month again. She gave her cellphone number to Srijana. I liked the treatment of this doctor toward my sweetheart. They returned to Tuni by 1:00. Thence they came back to Viswanadhapuram by 5:30. I am happy to know that Srijana consulted a good doctor today. She took a consultation fee of 50 rupees. The blood test cost them 20 rupees. The tablets are of 150 rupees. She seems to be an accessible and affordable doctor for the poor. India needs such doctors. Naren and I spent in a nearby Internet café from 4:00 to 6:00. Typed out and sent a long email to my cousin Raghupati in the USA. He asked me if I need any help from him. Felt happy about it. Night moved onto our terrace to sleep there. Talked with Srijana for 33 minutes. Went to sleep by 10:40.

5 June (Friday)

Woke up by 6:00. Had two glasses of Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Washed a pair of clothes and took a bath by 8:45. Took a city bus and reached Shivam Road by 10:30. Went to the branch office of Muthoot Finance there. Paid 360 rupees towards the monthly interest for the money I borrowed from them earlier pledging the gold bangles of Srijana. They renewed my previous loan agreement and collected another 360 rupees from me. It is towards interest for the next month also. Went to Kshatriya Seva Samithi hostel. Spent there talking with my familiar folks for five minutes. Went to the bus stop near Shivam Circle. Waited there for Saroor Nagar-Venkatapuram route bus for two hours. It did not turn up. This is how the folks of APSRTC run city buses in twin cities. I cursed the state government and the scoundrels managing this public transport system without standards and ethics. When feeling giddy due to sunshine and lack of food, had coconut water there by road. It refreshed me. Saw the Telugu film “Kick” in cinema Odeon from 2:00 to 4:45. It is interesting. Thence took a city bus and reached the office of Cyberabad Legal Services by 5:30. C S N Raju was not there. Called him up. He told me that he is very busy up to 16th of this month. He advised me to meet him sometime after this date. Returned to Karkhana by 7:00. Checked my email in an Internet café. My cousin Raghupati informed me that he would send 15,000 rupees for me soon. I felt relieved. Went to sleep by 10:30.

6 June (Saturday)

Woke up by 6:00. Had two glasses of Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Took two city buses and reached Shirdi Sai Colony in Beeramguda by 12:30. My cousin Sirisha felt happy. Gave her a photocopy of nine-month pregnancy chart in Telugu. It describes with pictures how a foetus grows in its mother’s womb for nine months. Had my lunch by 1:30. My maternal aunt Surya Bhaskaramma and I took two city buses and reached my rented abode at Karkhana by 5:30. She spent with her daughter Sirisha for about 10 days until she got accustomed herself with this new portion and the atmosphere there. Recently my uncle informed my aunt from village Durgada to return there as early as possible. He must be unable to manage his house and cook on his own. A sensitive husband realizes the importance of his good wife in her absence more than during her presence. My cousin Murali came by 7:00. My aunt prepared supper for us by 8:30. We had it by 9:15. My cousin Naren has been suffering from vomiting and indigestion for the last three days. This night we consulted a specialist by main road in Karkhana. He collected 200 rupees as his consultation fee. He prescribed tablets worth 400 rupees. He referred him to a lab for two kinds of medical tests for him. This is why ordinary people do not go to a doctor for every health disorder they get. They buy medicines at some medical store. Murali and I went onto our terrace by 10:00 to sleep there in the open. Went to sleep by 11:00.

7 June (Sunday)

Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 30 minutes. My aunt prepared Vegetable Biryani by 8:30. My cousin Naren, my aunt and I took a city bus at Karkhana and reached the ashram of Shri Ramchandra Mission at Thumukunta by 10:45. My cousin Murali and his parents already reached there. We three went there to spend our time in a serene place for some time. Naren, Murali and I went to a nearby mango garden by 11:30 on foot. The supervisor there told us that this garden did not yield crop this season due to bad weather. We went there to buy fresh mango fruit from him. We halted at a big tamarind tree on the way back to the ashram. There were monsoon clouds in the sky. Brilliant sun was there behind them. We spent talking for 20 minutes under this tree. We walked into the ashram by 12:30. We had our homemade lunch sitting under a tree there by 1:15. Murali wanted to stay back there till the evening. Rest of us returned to my abode at Karkhana by 2:30. It rained a little and made it cool. My aunt prepared a sweet for my two guests (the parents of my cousin Murali). They spent watching television for two hours. They left for their rented abode at Self Finance Colony in Vanasthalipuram by 5:00. Two cousins of Srijana came by 5:30. We three searched for a room for them to rent in our area for 30 minutes. They left for Trimulgherry by 6:30. Went to sleep by 11:00.

8 June (Monday)

Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. My aunt prepared breakfast Upma by 8:00. My cousin Naren, my aunt Surya Bhaskaramma and I took 8 R route bus at Karkhana by 9:15. We got off it by Gandhi Bhawan at Nampally by 10:00. We walked a little and reached Exhibition Grounds. Today Bathina Brothers and their team members are distributing Maargashira Asthma Free Prasaadham here. They do it once a year during this season. My aunt has been suffering from asthma for the last 15 years. She stood in a long queue there for 30 minutes and collected a token. They specified on it to collect this free fish asthma medicine by 4:00. We stood in a queue there for 20 minutes and collected free snacks being served by the members of voluntary organization ‘Shri Ram Seva Samithi’. When we were waiting for our turn, sitting under a shelter there, I found that the medicine was being served to all in the queues without considering the time schedules printed on the tokens. My aunt also stood in a queue by 12:30. They sold a small fish to her for 10 rupees. They put a small amount of this medicine in the mouths of live fish and then get them swallowed by asthma patients. They give a small amount of this medicine to be taken to their homes and used by them later. They are distributing pamphlets describing the course of medicine and the foods to be consumed by them during this time. My aunt came out by 2:30. Thousands of people came from many parts of India for this medicine, which they distribute freely to all for about three days. Advocates of science and rationality stated that it is a useless and harmful medicine. We returned home by 3:15. Went to sleep by 11:30.

9 June (Tuesday)

Woke up by 5:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had a glass of Shakti Malt porridge by 7:30. My aunt prepared breakfast and lunch for us by 9:00. My aunt, my cousin Naren and I reached Secunderabad by 10:00. Thence we took a city bus bound to village Goudavelli near Medchal. We got off it at the abode of Chanti (Mantena Jagannaadha Raju), the paternal uncle of Srijana. This place is a little away from the main village of Kandla Koya. We had lunch by 12:00 with chicken curry. Naren and I sat under a small cashew tree for 30 minutes observing the construction work of a warehouse here. The owner of this farmland will get two more warehouses built here to lease out to big companies for storage of their goods. He borrowed nine crore rupees from a bank for this work. Chanti took his lunch break from 1:00 to 2:00. He talked with my aunt during this time. They were childhood friends in Gollalagunta. They recollected those days and memories. They offered lemon juice added water to us by 2:00. The wife of Chanti gave 200 rupees to my aunt asking her to buy a saree for her with it. My aunt refused to take it initially. It’s a way of exchange of mutual love between them. We three stood near a green tree by the road there for 20 minutes waiting for the city bus from Medchal via village Goudavelli. It arrived by 2:45. We took it and reached Patny Centre in Secunderabad by 3:30. Thence we took another city bus and reached my abode by 3:45. We had supper by 8:15. Went to sleep by 10:30.

10 June (Wednesday)

Woke up by 5:00. My maternal aunt Surya Bhaskaramma already got up. She prepared Lemon Rice (Pulihora in Telugu) with one kilo of rice. She prepared lemon juice added sugar water also and poured it in a one-litre plastic bottle. Meanwhile my cousin Naren also got ready. Vamsy left for Secunderabad railway station by 5:30 itself to occupy two window seats for them in a general coach of Janmabhoomi Express. We three took a city bus and reached this railway station by 6:20. Bought a platform ticket for three rupees for me. My aunt and Naren took their seats by 6:30. They felt grateful to Vamsy for the seats occupied by him for them. Bought a copy of Eenadu and a copy of Vipula for Naren to read during this train journey. Vipula contains original Telugu short stories and other short stories translated into Telugu from other Indian and foreign languages. It is one of the great publications owned and run by Ramoji Rao. My aunt gave me 100 rupees asking me to buy something with it. I did not reject her gesture of affection for me. This train started off by 7:10. Naren returns here after obtaining his B.Tech. certificate from his college at Surampalem. I set him on the dream of pursuing M.Tech. course at some IIT getting through GATE. He is an intelligent boy. He has to work hard to get through this entrance exam. Becoming a hero starting from a zero is difficult but there would be lifelong satisfaction and happiness after such achievements. Spent most of the day at home watching television and resting on a cot. Went to sleep by 10:30.

11 June (Thursday)

Woke up by 6:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Spent all the day in my abode watching television and resting on cot. This morning my parents returned to our house in Peda Gummuluru from the rented abode of my brother Srinivas in Visakhapatnam. Recently they went there for medical consultation at Kalyani Hospital. They go there once a month. They don’t like to spend much money at private hospitals. Now medicines and treatment in corporate hospitals are costly and unaffordable for many. Seventy percent of common Indians cannot afford these expenses. They suffer from fatal health disorders and die helplessly instead. India is a nation of cheats and hypocrites. This evening my brother Sambha booked a cardboard box of mangoes at the ANL Parcel point of APSRTC in Adduroad. He said that these are the precious mangoes of this season and so to use them carefully. Afternoon it rained a little. Spent browsing Internet in the Cyber Park Internet café from 6:00 to 7:30. Typed out a long email and sent it to Deepthi. It bounced. The automated message stated that this email id was disabled. Perhaps she does not like to receive emails from me hereafter. Night talked with Srijana for 10 minutes over phone. Had my supper by 9:10. Went to sleep by 10:30.

12 June (Friday)

Woke up by 6:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Spent most of the day at home watching television and resting on cot. Went to the ANL Parcel Service point near Paradise Circle by 4:30 and collected the cardboard box of mangoes sent by my brother Sambha from Adduroad. There are about 75 mangoes in it. It weighs 15 kilograms. I handled it easily. Took two city buses and brought it to my abode by 5:00. It rained well from 6:30 to 7:00. The summer seems to be bidding farewell to us. It turned cool and refreshing. Night Vamsy prepared wheat rotis (Pulkas) with wheat flour. He also sliced and gave me necessary items for the preparation of potato curry by me for us. Today it was discovered that my father-in-law Rama Raju was affected with diabetes. He went to the government hospital in Rajahmundry to be tested thoroughly by experts there. They advised him on diet regimen and the compulsory changes to be introduced into his lifestyle. My father is diagnosed with high blood pressure. Diabetes and high blood pressure became common health disorders now. Now they are affecting almost everybody in India. Excess and careless food consumption and lack of enough physical exercise lead one towards these health disorders. One, who cannot eat and drink what one likes, leads a passive and disappointed life to that extent. Modern man may look attractive outside but he is much disturbed inside. God is not concerned about the health and happiness of creatures on this earth. One is responsible for one’s destiny. Went to sleep by 10:30.

13 June (Saturday)

Woke up by 6:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Vamsy and I had our breakfast at a nearby eatery by 9:30. We reached Chiranjeevi Eye & Blood Bank at Jubilee Hills by 10:50 by a BPO taxi. We donated our blood in it from 11:05 to 11:15. They collected 350 millilitres of blood from each of our bodies. Meanwhile the reporters of TV 9 Telugu channel came there. They shot us with their video camera when we were on stretchers there donating blood. They asked me to talk something about the concept of blood donation. I talked for a minute before their camera. This is for the first time that I talked before the camera of the media. They told us that it would be telecast tomorrow on their television channel. Felt happy. PRO and Donor Counselor Sridevi explained the benefits and merits of blood donation to us for five minutes. We reached the abode of Veeru by 12:00 on foot. Got a phone call from Srilatha of Aliens Group at Madhapur by 12:30. She told me to come for an interview for the position of content writer. Had my lunch by 1:00. Attended this interview in time in their office at Madhapur. Srilatha talked with me for five minutes. She said that the concerning fellow is too busy today to interview me. She added that she would call me later. It is a famous construction company in the real estate sector of India. Returned home by 5:00. Typed out and posted a blog titled “Blood Donation” on my blog site. Went to sleep by 10:30.

14 June (Sunday)

Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Spent all the day at home. Today I rested on cot for about four hours. Lazy people grow more fat in their bellies or thighs. When I recently donated my blood, the weight of my body was 74 kilograms. My height was 168 centimetres. According to a scientific calculation I know, I have six kilos of excess weight. The easy way to reduce my weight is to do jogging. Now I have neither tracksuit nor money to buy one. Nobody does jogging in this area for health sake. I have been postponing my jogging for many years. I need encouraging atmosphere to do it. Being jobless for long made me depressive. Now I am not eating fat foods and sweets much. I need good health to think deeply and write effectively. By 9:15 I watched part of my recorded oral comment on TV 9 Telugu channel about blood donation, which was shot yesterday morning in Chiranjeevi Eye & Blood Bank at Jubilee Hills. This telecast lasted for about 20 seconds. I did not like my appearance or words in it. I should improve a lot in the art of public speech and appearance. Vamsy spent watching television from 10:00 to 4:00. His interests are different from mine in watching telecasts on television. In fact every creature needs a separate television in a house. Many cannot afford the space and money required for this domestic dream project. Night talked with Srijana for 10 minutes. Went to sleep by 10:30.

15 June (Monday)

Woke up by 6:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 30 minutes. Took a city bus by 10:30 and reached Shivam Road by 10:50. Withdrew 200 rupees from the ATM Centre of Axis Bank there by road. The balance is 372 rupees in it. Spent at Global View Internet café from 11:00 to 12:00. Typed out and sent a two-page complaint letter to the customer care executive of Reliance Communications in Mumbai through my Yahoo Mail. They put my postpaid bill from 11 May 2009 to 10 June 2009 at 777 rupees. I know that I did not use my cellphone that much during this period of time. I wrote them to send their executive to me within one week’s time to explain me the rationality of this bill. I also warned them that I would take legal action against them if I discover such mistakes in their billing hereafter. Went to Kshatriya Seva Samithi hostel in DD Colony by 12:15. Spent talking with my familiar folks here for 30 minutes. Thence walked to the coaching institute of Murali by Shivam Circle. He is teaching VC++ to his few students and helping them get jobs. His idea of starting a software company is yet to take full shape. He is on the way. We went to his guest room in the KSS Hostel by 2:00. We spent talking about human life and the present society for two hours. He remained a listener throughout. Returned home by 5:30 by bus. Prepared supper for me and Vamsy by 8:00. Went to sleep by 11:00.

16 June (Tuesday)

Woke up by 6:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Spent most of the day at home watching television and resting on cot. By 11:30 my cousin Naren called me up and informed me that he got 73% marks in his B.Tech. course. The JNTU of Kakinada released their final semester exam results today. I felt happy about his achievement. Afternoon Vamsy brought his answer paper from the ITI. He got 86 marks for 100 in a test there. I went through the answers written by him in English in it. It’s good. Wondered to know that he could write such English. It is unfortunate that the books of ITI are in English. The Government of India would have opted for this medium of instruction when ITIs were started across India initially. Generally, academically poor students resort to the ITIs to get some job after completing these courses of basic technical education and training. Their English language skills are poor. Recently I read in a daily that the present ITI books in English will be translated into Telugu, minding the needs of students in Andhra Pradesh. It will be a great measure. All students can understand those books written in their mother tongue. It is an essential characteristic of an effective system of education. Went to Cyber Park Internet café by 5:00. Spent there till 7:00. Typed out and posted a blog titled “Contemplation” on my blog site. I wrote 16 points in this blog to awaken and educate Indians towards building a strong and peaceful India. My friend Krishna Varma came by 6:15 from village Rudraram. We bought and brought three packs of red dal from a nearby hotel. We cooked rice at home. Today I talked with Srijana for 20 minutes. Went to sleep by 11:00.

17 June (Wednesday)

Woke up by 6:00. Had a glass of Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Spent most of the day at home resting on cot. The summer is yet to bid farewell. My friend Krishna Varma prepared chicken curry by 11:30. Vamsy did not go to his ITI today. He bought and brought his monthly bus pass by 11:00. We three had lunch by 12:30. My friend spent much of his time watching cricket on television. I told him many times to avoid it. He is addicted to this fatal Indian infection of cricket like many rogues in this nation. He repaid 300 rupees to me by 1:30. He borrowed it from me a few weeks ago. I found this money very valuable. He left for Rudraram by bus by 2:30. Saw him off at the bus stop in Karkhana. Thence walked ahead to the office of Thoran Technologies. Went there to meet my familiar folks of Sanbow Technologies. There was only one girl in this office. Her name is Sri Pallavi. She is the HR executive of Thoran Technologies. She is beautiful and impressive. None of my familiar folks was there in the office. Walked back to my abode and spent watching television for two hours. Went to the office of Thoran Technologies by 7:30 again. Spent talking with the office boy Ramesh for 30 minutes in it. He said that he spent about one lakh rupees to keep his newborn son healthy. He went bankrupt due to it. Told the accountant there to give me my Form-16 document at the earliest. Had my supper by 9:00. Went to sleep by 11:00.

18 June (Thursday)

Woke up by 6:30. Had a glass of Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Spent all the day at home watching television and resting on cot. The mangoes, sent by my brother Sambha recently, came to an end by today. Went to Cyber Park Internet café by 6:30. Spent there browsing Internet from 6:30 to 7:00. Ever since Srijana left for Viswanadhapuram, the cooking task had to be carried out by me and Vamsy in my abode. We are not good at it. The easiest cooking activity for me now is cooking rice in a pressure cooker. Making lukewarm milk into curd is also very easy. We are preparing potato fry, browned groundnut kernel pickle, red dal, green dal and egg fry to add to rice. Curd makes a meal complete. Practice makes man perfect. Many women become expert cooks at home through regular practice. The poor quality rice, sent by my father-in-law, is coming to an end. Vegetables and other commodities are very expensive in markets now. There is high inflation in India now. Only cheats and influential folks can live happily in the unethical and corrupt Indian society. The folks of hotels have also increased the rates of food items. I am finding this situation too difficult to face. I don’t like the presence of undisciplined idiots like Vamsy. His parents would have brought him up in that order. I am bearing with him for the sake of my goddess Srijana. His hygiene and time management standards are poor. He is a typical nasty modern Indian youth. Went to sleep by 11:30.

19 June (Friday)

Woke up by 6:00. Had a glass of Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Spent most of the day at home watching television and resting on cot. Took two city buses and reached the office of Cyberabad Legal Services at Khairatabad by 6:30. Advocate C S N Raju was not there in his office. I felt frustrated and disturbed at his absence. I made some negative comments about him, with my familiar staff members in this office, expressing my sense of disappointment over his absence like this. Returned to Karkhana by 7:30 by bus. Went to Cyber Park Internet café and typed out one-page letter addressing Ramoji Rao. I asked him to give me 1,25,000 rupees to get my first book in English published. Recently C S N Raju told me that he cannot get money now for this project. The work of getting my book published was delayed a lot. I have good opinion about this businessman and gentleman. He is serving society greatly through his wide media network, food products, financial services and other ventures. Ramoji Film City is a marvelous entertainment abode of India. I need a rich man with a good heart to launch me as a writer. I think that Ramoji Rao can help me in this regard. I should let others know what I need when I am in a bad state of affairs. Consulting idealists is very important. Further, this exercise helps me understand this society better. Had my supper by 9:30. Went to sleep by 10:30.

20 June (Saturday)

Woke up by 6:30. Yesterday night I could sleep for about three hours only. Endless thoughts about my being jobless and delay in getting my book published disturbed me much. I could not control them despite my efforts. My face turned pale and weak by this morning. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Vamsy cleaned the floor of our abode with a wet cloth. I did not feel like eating or drinking anything at home. Took a bath and dressed up myself by 8:45. Had two idlies spending 12 rupees at a roadside hotel. Booked my envelope, addressed to Ramoji Rao, at the post office near Rethifile bus stand in Secunderabad by 9:15. This Speed Post cost me 12 rupees only. Reached the office of advocate C S N Raju at Khairathabad by 10:40 by bus. Spent talking with him for 10 minutes. His subordinates in this office must have told him about my comments yesterday evening against him in this office in his absence. He addressed me like an unfamiliar fellow. He told me about his professional burdens. He said that he needs some more time to resolve my two issues. Returned to Karkhana by 12:30. Typed out and sent a long email to my cousin Raghupati in the USA discussing my present state of affairs. Reminded him to send me the money, which he proposed to send me recently. Talked with my familiar ones over phone from 4:00 to 5:00. It was hot and sultry today. It rained a little at night. It brought breezes for us. Talked with Srijana for 20 minutes. She is disturbed about my being jobless for long. Went to sleep by 11:00 for my dreams.

21 June (Sunday)

Woke up by 6:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Scanned Eenadu for two hours. Took a city bus and reached RTC Crossroads by 9:45. Walked to the abode of my cousin Kiran. He got up on my arrival. His wife Sindhu offered me a glass of hot milk adding the powder of Boost. Kiran and I spent talking about our personal matters for five minutes. He is considering the idea of leaving Ernst & Young and joining some other equally good company, where the work burden may be comparatively less. Now he is working for about 16 hours every day for this company. He hardly spends at home even on Saturday and Sunday. He turned into an automated machine in course of time. Being a newly married guy, he is looking for some time to spend with his wife. Advised him to quit the present one after keeping another job offer in hand. He gave me 3000  rupees and told me to return it after his brother Raghupati sends me money. He is also short of money. Returned home by 11:00. My house owner Raju Yadav recently informed me that I should pay 4000 rupees, from this month onwards, as rent for my portion. He increased 500 rupees despite my advice. This portion is not worthy of it. I am considering the idea of moving to Ashok Nagar near Serilingampally or Vanasthalipuram. This portion is not spacious enough for us. He provoked me to take a good decision fast. I am happy about it. Went to sleep by 11:00.

22 June (Monday)

Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Spent all the day at home watching television and resting on cot. Went to Secunderabad railway station by 6:15 by bus. My cousin Narendra Varma travelled by Janmabhoomi Express from Samalkot Junction. This train arrived by 7:00. My uncle Chanti Babu of village Durgada sent mangoes and some other items in a thick plastic bag for his daughter Sirisha. It weighs about 20 kilograms. I carried that item of luggage. I had to change it from one hand to the other once for every two minutes. I sweated much. It seems my body turned delicate for lack of physical exercise for long. We reached home by 8:30 by bus. The rice my father-in-law sent for me about two months ago came to an end today. Vamsy felt happy about it. It does not taste well after cooking it. That paddy crop would have been damaged a little due to rain at harvest time. Afternoon gave 750 rupees to a nearby Kirana shop owner for a 25-kilo bag of rice. This rice is refined, looks white and tastes good. Evening I prepared browned groundnut kernel pickle for our supper. Night gave 200 rupees to Vamsy for his casual expenses. I asked him if he got money on him before that. He replied in the negative. Whenever I ask him so, his response would be the same. Such answers irritate me. One should not tell lies with another person when one knows that the other does not like it. A truth lover develops bad impressions about such liars. Went to sleep by 11:30.

23 June (Tuesday)

Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Took a city bus at Karkhana by 9:30 for Secunderabad railway station. While getting into the bus from footboard, a rogue talked harshly with me. He must be 30. He got three empty milk cans with him. He stained my pants with the bottom of his rusty milk can. When I asked him about it, he advised me to buy a car to travel neatly. His behavior was rude. His attitude was aggressive. Such rudeness and carelessness in his behavior infuriated me. I would have killed him on the spot if I were living in the Stone Age. A sensitive and refined person has to fear and respect a scoundrel in this dirty democracy of India. The female bus conductor expressed her helplessness when I told her about the rudeness of this village milk seller. Noted down the phone number of the manager of Hakimpet APSRTC Bus Depot. Reached the rented abode of my cousin Sirisha at Beeramguda by 11:30. Gave her the food items and mangoes sent by her father. Went to a nearby Internet café and typed out a three-page complaint letter addressing the manager of Hakimpet Depot. Rushed to the post office at Ashok Nagar by 2:30 to post this letter today itself. He said that the time was over at their end today to receive and send post. Spent in the abode of my cousin Sirisha till 5:45. Returned home by 8:00 by bus. Had my supper by 9:30. It was cool. Went to sleep by 10:30.

24 June (Wednesday)

Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:15. Sagiraju Durga Devika prepared a vegetable curry for us by 9:00. She is a daughter of paternal uncle of my cousin Narendra Varma. Yesterday night she came here along with Naren. She is 18. Recently she completed her diploma in computer engineering from a government women’s college. She got 82% marks in this course. She is a disciplined, cultured and intelligent girl. She got 110th  rank in the recently held ECET. She wants to pursue B.Tech. course. Now her father is working in a private chemical factory at Jeedi Metla for a monthly salary of 5000 rupees. Her mother is also working in a packaging unit there to earn money and contribute a little to her family. Their house portion rent is 2000 rupees per month. India needs more girls like Durga Devika, who build up their lives and careers through honesty and hard work. She and I left for their abode by 11:00. Posted my letter to the manager of Hakimpet Depot by 11:15 at the post office near Rethifile bus stand. This letter is a piece of satire on the services of APSRTC in twin cities. We reached the abode of Durga Devika in Apuroopa Colony at Jeedi Metla by 1:00 by bus. Had my lunch there by 1:30. Spent there talking with them till 4:00. Took a city bus there and returned to my abode by 5:30. This morning Srijana met Dr Vijaya Lakshmi, in her nursing home, in Anakapalle, along with her maternal grandmother. This doctor told her to come on 7 July again for scanning and prescribed some tablets for her. Went to sleep by 12:00.

25 June (Thursday)

Woke up by 6:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Spent most of the day at home watching television and resting on cot. By 6:00 went to Gymkhana Ground near Paradise Circle. My cousin Narendra Varma reached there by 6:40. Empire Circus has been going on in this place since last Sunday. These performers are of Russian and African origins though there are some Indians also. I bought two tickets for 160 rupees for Silver Gallery. We sat by this circus ring, under a huge tent, by 6:45. They started circus acts by 7:00. I enjoyed watching all their acts. I found a Russian performer in it very beautiful. She performed two tricks. I regretted such beauty being in a circus company. I found about four other girls also beautiful in it. They are living like automated dolls in this profession. The elephants, pups and birds, which performed tricks in this show, are in poor health. The central and state governments should take measures to accord circus companies adequate support and respect. I don’t know about ethics and standards being followed by the folks of these circus companies in India. Comfortable and happy people watching these public shows of the helpless for entertainment is not a good sign of a civilized society. These performers are living in restricted and unhealthy atmosphere. They are living like gypsies moving from place to place for their livelihood. It is against the ideal of human rights in a welfare state. It ended by 9:30. We returned home by 10:00. Went to sleep by 11:00.

26 June (Friday)

Woke up by 6:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. My cousin Naren and I reached Patny Centre by 12:45. Thence we took a city bus and reached Kompally by 1:30. We walked back to Cine Planet Multiplex from the bus stop there. We went there to see a Telugu film, which was released to cinemas today, which we like watching. We could not get tickets for it. We bought two tickets for 80 rupees. We saw the Telugu film “Current” of Sushanth and Sneha Ullal. It got a very dull story. We sat in it throughout because we paid for it. The Screen 2 is small. This actress is not a beauty. This actor acted poorly. We regretted going that far to see such dull movie. We returned home by 6:00 by bus. Naren did not join Minwool Rock Fibres Limited at Banjara Hills as a Site Engineer at a monthly salary of 8000 rupees. They told him to go to Mumbai or Ahmedabad to supervise their plant insulation works going on there. He is interested in joining ACE coaching centre for preparation to the GATE in 2010. His goal is to pursue M.Tech. in an IIT getting through this entrance exam. Yearlong coaching helps him face this test well. He should not be lured by such little monetary benefits while in his path of reaching such bigger goals. He is an intelligent student. Goal setting and hard work may make him a hero in future. One without friction in one’s life cannot achieve great things. It rained a little in the evening. It brought breezes. Today I talked with Srijana twice for 10 minutes over phone. Went to sleep by 10:30.

27 June (Saturday)

Woke up by 6:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. By 1:30 Naren and I started to West Marredpally on foot. We could not locate our desired spot through oral enquiry. We hired an auto rickshaw and reached the abode of YWCA near St. Andrew School by 2:30. The folks of Bombay Export House are running a summer end clearance sale here from today for four days. They advertised that each of cloth items like shirts, pants and other formal wear worth about 2000 rupees would be sold for 250 rupees only here. It’s like a golden chance for folks like us. These are all of famous brands, which I cannot buy from retail stores out there. I bought two pants and two long-sleeved shirts for 1000 rupees here. Naren bought one pair of clothes for him. He bought two pants and two shirts for his brother Vasu at his request over phone. We returned to our abode by 4:00 in an auto rickshaw. We put these readymade clothes inside. We took a city bus and reached Kothi by 5:15. We reached ACE Engineering Academy at Abids by 5:45. Naren paid 11603 rupees to them towards his coaching fee for GATE 2010 here, which goes on for about eight months. His subject is Mechanical Engineering. I contributed three rupees to this payment wishing success for him on this journey toward a bright future. May Lord Krishna bless him. He wants to pursue M.Tech. in an IIT. His brother Vasu is giving him money for his casual and academic needs now to some extent. We returned home by 7:00. We had our supper by 9:30. Went to sleep by 11:00.

28 June (Sunday)

Woke up by 6:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Spent reading Eenadu for two hours. My cousin Naren went to ACE Engineering Academy (coaching centre) at Abids by 10:00. There was a course introduction class till 1:00. It is meant for educating them on how to prepare for GATE. By 12:30 I cooked rice and prepared browned groundnut kernel pickle. He returned home by 2:30. Spent watching television for one hour. My cousin Murali came by 3:45. We three went to the YWCA at St. Andrew School in West Marredpally by 4:00 in an auto rickshaw. We went there to buy famous brand clothes at very low prices. I bought six pairs of readymade clothes for my two brothers and brother-in-law Datla Ramesh. Each one of them takes two pairs of clothes from them. When I told them about this discount sale by folks of Bombay Export House, over phone, they asked me to buy them for them also. They will pay me later. I bought two pairs of clothes for me. Now I have five pairs of formal clothes only. I bought them and got them stitched on the occasion of my marriage. They are slowly getting worn-out due to frequent use. I got them stitched tightly for beauty and novelty sake. I became a little heavy in course of time because of staying at home without a job. I need new and comfortable clothes now. Murali and Naren also bought some items here. We returned home by 6:00. Murali left for his abode by 7:00. Naren and I watched the live telecast of the audio release of the Telugu film “Maga Dheera” of Ram Charan Teja on Maa television channel from 6:30 to 10:30. Went to sleep by 10:30.

29 June (Monday)

Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Vamsy bought and brought breakfast idlies from a nearby hotel by 9:00. I prepared rice and potato fry. Naren and I went to the ANL Parcel Service point at Paradise Circle by 10:30. I booked a seven-kilogram cardboard box there to be sent to Dwaraka Bus Station in Visakhapatnam paying 99 rupees. They will send it there in two days’ time. My brother Srinivas receives it there. I put six pairs of readymade clothes in this box. I don’t like to carry much luggage when I go home. A bus or train journey would be comfortable and happy when all passengers carry a little luggage only with them. Paid 773 rupees at a Reliance Communications outlet by 11:00 towards my cellphone bill for the last month. Thence we walked for about three kilometers and reached Rethifile bus station. Naren stood in a queue there for 30 minutes and bought a Metro Express bus pass for 440 rupees for him. Thence we took a city bus and reached Shivam Road by 1:15. I collected 15,000 rupees from a Western Union Money Transfer unit there by 1:30. My cousin Raghupati sent this money from the USA for my expenses. Deposited 10,000 rupees into my account through the ATM Centre of Axis Bank there by main road. Thence we hired an auto rickshaw and reached cinema Sri Ramana at Bagh Amberpet by 1:45. We saw the Telugu film “Evaraina Epudaina” in it from 2:00 to 4:30. It is very interesting. We returned home by 5:30. Night talked with Srijana for five minutes over phone. Went to sleep by 9:00.

30 June (Tuesday)

Woke up by 6:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Had my breakfast in Hotel Saptagiri by 9:30. Moved to Secunderabad railway station by 10:00. My cousin Naren reached there by 10:10 from his coaching centre at Abids. We hired an auto rickshaw and reached the Government Polytechnic at Masab Tank by 10:30. The selection process of Durga Devika, for her admission into B.Tech. (Computer Science) course, based on her ECET rank, was over by 11:30. She got a place at the Institute of Aeronautical Engineering at Dundigal in Hyderabad. Naren guided her in that course and college selection process for her rank 110. She can easily go to this college daily from their rented abode at Jeedi Metla. She paid 30,000 rupees towards her annual academic fees to this college after the confirmation of her place in it. Her mother brought her from Jeedi Metla for this admission process. We four had homemade Lemon Rice, which they brought from their abode. They took a city bus by 1:00 for Jeedi Metla. Naren and I returned home by 2:30. We had our lunch by 3:00. Rested on cot for some time. We went to the Cyber Park Internet café by 5:00. We spent there till 7:00. Typed out a blog titled “Recent Past” and posted it on my blog site. I wrote about 10 issues in it, which happened recently. Thence we went to Trinetra Supermarket and bought some items spending 200 rupees. On the way back to our abode, we bought some items in the China Bazar outlet there by road. We had our supper by 8:30. Now Srijana is at the rented abode of her maternal uncle Sekhar in Tuni. Today I talked with her for 15 minutes over phone. She is doing well with her baby inside. Went to sleep by 10:00.

1 July (Wednesday)

Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Today I prepared browned sesame pickle for lunch. By 12:10 got a phone call from an HR executive of Datum Communications at Domalguda. They are looking for a content writer. She informed me to be in their office by 1:30. The person supposed to interview me had to leave for the USA after meeting me. I visualized the emergency at their end. Dressed up myself fast and stepped out of my abode. Hired an auto rickshaw and reached there by 1:00. The office of this firm is worse than my living abode. There are about 30 computer systems in it. They must be developing websites for their USA clients. They gave me the addresses of three websites, which they developed recently, and asked me to copy that content from there and edit it wherever necessary. I did it on a computer there by 2:00. Then they gave me two topics and asked me to write content about them creatively. Meanwhile power cut occurred. They have neither power generator nor UPS power backup facilities. I cannot work in such company. They told me to write it at home and email it to them by 5:00 today. Hired an auto rickshaw and returned home by 2:30. Had my lunch. Spent in the Cyber Park Internet café from 3:00 to 5:00. Typed out two short essays on “Psychic Reading” and “Sign Shop” and emailed them to them by 4:40. Posted them on my blog site also. Night Naren prepared potato fry for our supper. Today I talked with Srijana for 10 minutes over phone. The baby is moving downwards in her womb now. Went to sleep by 10:30.

2 July (Thursday)

Woke up by 6:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. My cousin Naren returned from his coaching centre at Abids by 9:30. We had cold rice by 10:00. We took a BPO cab at Karkhana bus stop by 10:30 for Jubilee Hills Check Post. This cab driver took 50 rupees from me. Actually he should take 30 rupees only. He cheated me publicly. Noted down his cab number to complain at a police station about him. This Indian criminal infuriated me. He is a nasty Hindu. Thence we walked fast to the branch of Axis Bank at Jubilee Hills. Naren bought an application form of Symbiosis for his B.Tech. classmate Deepu Devdas paying 900 rupees for it. I chose to depend on the toss of a coin to decide on the point of lodging a complaint against the cab driver. It showed me not to complain about it. We reached the abode of Veeru by 11:30 on foot. Our common friend Anil Muktavar was there. Meher Baba devotee Murali was also there. We spent discussing the present society and parenting in India. Anil and I explained Veeru about the selfishness and stupidity of our respective fathers, in treating us in our formative age. Naren and I returned home by 8:00. I proposed a plan to my sister-in-law Sandhya Rani about their helping me to publish my books. My brother Srinivas should sell one acre of his rice farm and give that money to me. If my books will be successful, he can take his money back, with a bonus of two lakh rupees, from me, after four years. Otherwise he can take one acre of farmland from me, from which my father gave me. Went to sleep by 10:30.

3 July (Friday)

Woke up by 6:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Today I prepared green gram dal for lunch. By 10:15 took a city bus from Secunderabad to village Kandla Koya. Got off it at the entrance of this village by main road by 11:00. It was cloudy and cool. Thence walked and reached the abode of Jagannaadha Raju by 11:20. He is paternal uncle of Srijana. My father-in-law called me up this morning and told me to go there. He is borrowing 5000 rupees from his brother. I collected this money from him. Watched television for one hour. They offered me lunch with potato fry and mango pickle. It was fantastic. The construction of warehouse is going on here. Jagannaadha Raju became black remaining in the sun for long as part of this work. Took the city bus, which was coming via village Goudavelli, by 2:45. Reached Secunderabad railway station by 3:45. Stood in a queue there and bought a ticket to Tuni for 132 rupees for Janmabhoomi Express for this Sunday. Returned to Vikrampuri by 4:30. Withdrew 3000 rupees from the HDFC ATM Centre there. Went to BATA showroom there and bought a pair of flip-flops for 136 rupees for domestic use for Srijana. They are in light blue color. They are fantastic. Bought two pairs of socks for me. Spent in the Cyber Park Internet café from 5:00 to 6:30. Updated the look of my blog site and sent a long email to my cousin Raghupati in the USA. Got a haircut in Anjali Hair Dressers by 8:00. Talked with Srijana for 10 minutes. Slept by 10:30.

4 July (Saturday)

Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Prepared rice and red dal by 8:15. Gave 700 rupees to our portion mate Ramesh. He paid 500 rupees to our house owner for my rent for the last month. I paid him 7000 rupees as two-month advance when I rented in this portion. Since he increased a rent of 500 rupees from this month, I decided to vacate this abode by 10 August. So, I am paying my rent in such a way now that he need not repay my advance later. This month the electricity bill amounted to 91 rupees for my portion. Miscellaneous expenses amount to 100 rupees. Took a city bus and reached the abode of my cousin Kiran at RTC Crossroads by 9:00. Went there to borrow his portable Sony digital camera. He did not copy his important photos from it to some other device yet. He did not give it to me for this reason. Repaid him 2000 rupees. Still I have to repay him 6000 rupees. Reached the abode of Madhavi, the maternal aunt of Srijana, at Ashok Nagar, by 11:30, along with my folks Naren and Vamsy. Thence they went to the abode of my cousin Sirisha in Beeramguda. Madhavi resized the cuffs of my four readymade pants, cutting them short and stitching them on her sewing machine. Thus I saved about 100 rupees. Had my lunch there by 1:30. Naren and I returned home by 4:00. I brought a jute bag, with a little luggage, from Madhavi, to take to Viswanadhapuram. Put my clothes and other items in my black bag by 6:00. Naren and I had our food items of this morning for our supper by 7:45. It was cloudy and refreshing today. Went to sleep by 9:30.

5 July (Sunday)

Woke up by 4:00. Got ready by 5:30. I have two items of luggage. Naren and I took a city bus by the office of Satyam Computers and started to Secunderabad railway station. He took us towards Rethifile bus stand. Entered the station by 6:00. Naren remained outside to go to his coaching institute. I observed in many general coaches of Janmabhoomi Express that porters put cloth pieces on many seats. It means they reserved those seats in this fashion. They sell them to passengers for 10 or 20 rupees. They reserve them as soon as the train is brought to platform. I consider these porters as beggars. The present railway minister Mamata Banerjee is their team leader. A helpless prostitute is better than these dirty dogs of Indian Railways. I did not like to argue with them when they come to me, if I sit there. When 80% of people in a society are cheats and criminals, a saint also cannot reform them on his own. Moved across four coaches observing this nasty act of these blokes. I could not get a window seat due to these beggars of Indian Railways. This train started off by 7:10. I spent 80 rupees to buy some items sold by the rogues of IRCTC for my breakfast and lunch during my journey. It is an organized public cheating network of Indian Railways. This train reached Tuni railway station by 6:20. My father-in-law came here from K O Mallavaram on his bike to receive me. We reached Viswanadhapuram by 7:10. Had my supper by 8:00. Srijana looked normal on my arrival. Went to sleep by 10:00.

6 July (Monday)

Woke up by 5:30. Spent most of the time at the house of maternal grandparents of Srijana in Viswanadhapuram. Her father and mother came from Koruprolu Mallavaram by 8:30 on bike. Now there are sweet Neelam mango fruit here. They ripen after the main fruit season every year in this state. They are also sweet but they are considered as inferior ones to many other fruit of the main season. They put about 200 mango fruit in a room. They are smelling greatly when one opens that door. I feel like eating all of them in one go. I am that mad about beautiful and sweet mango fruit. Since my father has mango farms, mango fruit became my favourite items. We don’t have much liberty in the houses of others. I can have only that many fruit here, which they offer to me with courtesy minding my position of guest. I shun my codes of discipline in having them. It was very cloudy and cool today. It drizzled now and then. My father-in-law took me to his house in K O Mallavaram on his bike by 2:30. I spent there talking with his father Ramana Raju till 6:45. He told me some Hindu mythological stories. I found them very interesting and insightful. I asked him about his family and events of his youth and marriage. Hindu tradition and their control by their parents shaped their lives. He has three daughters and two sons. He got them all married off to those from the circle of his relatives. He is happy even today because he got very few desires and he leads his life with discipline and vision. Went to sleep by 10:30.

7 July (Tuesday)

Woke up by 5:30. Took a bath by 7:00. The parents of Srijana came here from K O Mallavaram by 7:30. Srijana and her father started to Tuni by 7:50 on bike. Her mother stayed back in Viswanadhapuram. Srijana’s maternal grandmother and I took a sharing auto rickshaw by 9:00 and reached Tuni 9:40. Thence we hired a rickshaw and reached the rented abode of Sekhar, the maternal uncle of Srijana, by 10:00. We went to Talli Pillala Hospital in post office street by 10:30. Srijana was born in this hospital. We met Dr C S Lakshmi by 10:40 in this hospital. She felt very happy about seeing Srijana after a long time. They talked warmly among themselves for five minutes. I talked with her for some time. I shared my concern with her about the selfish doctors now, who are performing unnecessary operations on many women for deliveries. She presented her argument with relevant points. The parents of Srijana are in favor of this doctor considering their familiarity with her for years. I strongly told this doctor to see that Srijana would have a normal delivery only. I allowed Srijana to join this hospital for her labour. I avoided Dr Vijaya Lakshmi of Anakapalle minding the interests of Srijana and her folks. Srijana stays at the abode of her maternal grandparents now. Took a bus in Payakaraopet by 1:30. Reached our house in Peda Gummuluru by 2:15. Today it rained here. Went to sleep by 10:00.

8 July (Wednesday)

Woke up by 5:30. It was drizzling. By 1:00 my father took a bus for Narsipatnam Road railway station. Thence he takes Rajahmundry-Visakhapatnam passenger train for Visakhapatnam. He took 12 kilos of black gram for my brother Srinivas. He is going there by train to save money. He brings medicines from Kalyani Hospital there for him and my mother. This is to save money, which has to be spent at exploitative private hospitals. He has 50 rupees in his pocket. I gave him 100 rupees. One, who loves money more than oneself, can seldom enjoy one’s life in a bad society. By 2:00 my paternal uncle Narayana Murthy came from the mango garden by hills. He was going to see his daughter Aswini at Sri Prakash Junior College in Payakaraopeta. I also decided to go there. We took a ‘Visakha Dairy’ van by 3:00 at Adduroad Junction. We reached there by 3:45. My cousin Aswini came to meet us by 4:30 after her classes. We spent talking in a hut there for 20 minutes. Advised her to sleep for six hours a day at least. She is not happy with the quality of food being provided to them here. The founder of this college is a born beggar. He is a businessman. He earns money selling education to the poor and the ignorant. There are thousands of such born beggars in India now cheating students in private sector. They develop money-making creatures here in artificial and attractive atmosphere. My uncle and I returned home by 6:00. Had my supper by 7:30. Went to sleep by 10:00.

                                                                                                               9 July (Thursday)

Woke up by 5:30. My mother prepared breakfast Upma and sweet porridge with sago by 7:30. Walked to the house of my paternal uncle Narayana Murthy by 10:30. My paternal grandparents are living there in a room in it. Spent talking with them for 20 minutes. My grandfather Thammi Raju lost part of his hearing ability. My grandmother Lakshmi Narasayyamma is losing her sight. They have money and assets but they cannot spend them for them. Their two younger sons are fighting for them like cats. I cannot change their Karma. Meanwhile my friend Karanam Nanaji came from Ramayyapatnam to talk with me. Recently he went to Kuwait through a private agent to earn money working there for some time. He worked there as a casual laborer for one year. He is searching for a girl now in their community to marry soon. He bought a cellphone for 18000 rupees in Mumbai. He showed me a video clipping involving the gang rape of a Muslim woman by four Muslim guys in Saudi Arabia. They cut her head after this indoor crime. Thereafter police caught them and hanged them publicly. Meanwhile my paternal uncle Narasimha Murthy came. Spent talking with him for 30 minutes. Now he is searching for suitable brides for his familiar boys in our community. He said that this scenario is very bad now for boys. Went to Adduroad by 4:00 on the bicycle of my father. Spent talking with my familiar folks there for one hour. Had my supper by 8:00. Went to sleep by 10:30.

10 July (Friday)

Woke up by 5:30. These days I am feeling sleepy. Morning my brother Sambha asked me to come to attend the birthday party of a child in village Mulakalapalli. This fellow is the grandson  of one of the maternal aunts of my sister-in-law Kranti. They are celebrating this function out of false prestige, not minding their financial status. It is a bad characteristic of the present society. I don’t like to encourage such culture going to such parties. Had my lunch by 11:15. Started to Adduroad on foot with my bag of luggage. My uncle Narayana Murthy came across me on the way. He asked me if I need money for my expenses. I replied in the negative. Many of our relatives and well-wishers consider us as helpless creatures when we remain jobless for long. It is a phase of life. It helps us make our character more stronger. Took a bus at Adduroad Junction by 12:00 for Jaggampeta. This driver charged me 50 rupees for it. This journey was pleasant. Got off it at the bus station in Jaggampeta by 2:20. Bought two dozen yellow bananas for 40 rupees. Took a sharing auto rickshaw there by 3:20 for Gollalagunta. Got off it at the Kirana shop of Soorayya. I paid five rupees to this auto rickshaw driver. Reached the house of my maternal aunt Raja Kumari by 3:30 on foot. Most of the time, spent talking with my aunts, uncles and cousins here. My uncle Sagiraju Rama Raju and I had our supper in his house by 8:00. My mother sent homemade mango jelly and coconut oil from Peda Gummuluru with me for her sisters and brother Krishnam Raju here. Went to sleep by 10:00 for my dreams.

11 July (Saturday)

Woke up by 5:30. Spent all the day within Gollalagunta. Even today I am a guest at the abode of my maternal aunt Raja Kumari. By 1:30 my maternal uncle Krishnam Raju started to our mango garden on a bike of his familiar fellow. My uncle Rama Raju took me to this garden on his bike. We reached there by 2:30. My uncle engaged a tractor driver to plough the land in our mango garden today. I have one acre of mango garden here beside one acre of mango garden of my uncle Krishnam Raju. I proposed the idea of selling this mango garden of me to get my books published. My uncles and aunts did not find this idea avoidable. I have to yet propose this plan to my brothers and parents. The work of ploughing was over by 3:00. We have to pay 1000 rupees to him for this work. I found it very affordable and appreciable. Returned to the main village by 3:20 on foot. Spent at the house of Kolukuluri Varahaalamma for 30 minutes. She is at the third stage of her dependent life now. She is younger sister of my paternal grandfather Thammi Raju. She offered orange juice added sugar water and homemade mango jelly to me. Spent talking with the two relatives of my spiritual teacher Saint Appanna Swamy, who are living in a portion of this house, for 20 minutes. Saw the two living abodes of my aunt Lakshmi, the elder daughter of Varahaalamma. She is living alone. Spent talking with my uncle Kolukuluri Subba Raju for three hours. He narrated me his past. He was son-in-law of my paternal grandparents once. My aunt Raja Kumari offered me supper by 8:30. Went to sleep by 10:00.

12 July (Sunday)

Woke up by 6:00. By 7:30 started to the paddy field of my maternal uncle Varma along with him on his bicycle. The paddy seeds are yet to germinate completely. He watered it for 30 minutes using the water flowing from the irrigation water pump of Datla Suri Babu. We returned home by 7:30. Now my uncle Rama Raju is engaged in supervising the construction work of a compound wall around his house. My brother Sambha and my sister-in-law Kranti came here from Peda Gummuluru by 11:15. He checked the house of my maternal aunt Satyavati. Its construction is at final stage now. My aunt considers my brother Sambha as a reliable expert in the matters of house construction. He got his house in Peda Gummuluru constructed applying his ideas on his own. By 12:30 I proposed the idea of selling the mango farms of my uncle Krishnam Raju and me. We both need money now. My brother Sambha considered that idea as foolish. I argued our cases effectively and logically. He remained silent for some time. I told him not to consider himself as the only intelligent and visionary person in this world. Challenged him saying that I am more selfless than my father and brothers. I don’t like children teaching me lessons about standards and ethics. My uncle Krishnam Raju and I reached the house of my teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju in Jaggampeta by 3:45 in an auto rickshaw. We spent talking with him for 30 minutes. We shared our idea of selling our mango farms with him. Took a bus at the bus stand in Jaggampeta by 4:30 for Tuni. My father-in-law brought me to Viswanadhapuram on his bike by 8:30. Went to sleep by 11:00.

13 July (Monday)

Woke up by 6:00. Spent all the day within Viswanadhapuram. It kept drizzling throughout the day due to depression over Bay of Bengal. I breathed fresh air and enjoyed the chill of weather staying in this environmentally admirable hamlet. During my recent visit to village Gollalagunta, I heard about a cold war between my maternal aunts Raja Kumari and Satyavati. Raja Kumari rebuked her niece Anantha Lakshmi recollecting her careless treatment towards her maternal grandmother Buchchiyyamma at the last stage of her life. Now Anantha Lakshmi is not looking after her brother-in-law Krishnam Raju well. He remained as a bachelor considering the disability of his right leg and his poor earning ability. He always walks with the support of a strong and long bamboo stick. He inherited one acre of arid land with mango trees from his parents. He gets about 7000 rupees every year selling the seasonal crop of his mango farm. He cannot live happily with that money throughout a year. So, Raja Kumari supported her brother’s idea of selling his mango farm for about 6,00,000 rupees and living happily depending on its monthly interest. Satyavati thought that this mango farm can be inherited by her daughter Anantha Lakshmi if she provides him with food and shelter until his death. They are after his property. Satyavati seems to be selfish in this regard. These two sisters are not on talking terms now. They must grow as human beings. Went to sleep by 10:00.

14 July (Tuesday)

Woke up by 6:00. It was cool and refreshing due to cyclonic showers. My in-laws came from K O Mallavaram by 11:30 on a bike. Srijana and I got ready by 12:30. My father-in-law, Srijana and I started to Tuni by 1:00 on his bike. I sat between Srijana and her father. The baby in her body must be feeling the gentle touch of my back. We travelled on a bike like a small family unit in rural India. Srijana was having a guava behind me like a parrot. She gave me bits of that guava biting it with her sweet and beautiful teeth. I felt her warmth and love for me in that game of a child. I remembered the story of Sabari offering sweet mango fruit slices to Lord Rama after tasting them one after one initially to check their quality. Here the difference is that a goddess is kindly feeding her devotee and slave. We reached the rented portion of Rama Sekhara Raju, the maternal uncle of Srijana, by 2:00. It was a pleasant ride throughout. I shared my idea of selling my mango farm, for getting my first book published, with Srijana. She did not comment much about it. Since she is from an ordinary family, she seldom interferes in matters of big money. She expects me to work hard and earn money. She is much disturbed about my being jobless for long. I resorted to the idea of selling the property of my father, to get my book published, after examining all the alternatives. I have to shun my self-respect to much extent in this regard minding my helplessness now. I did not think that Lord Krishna would bring me to this position. It is pitiable for a man of standards to depend on a miser due to misery. Went to sleep by 10:30.

15 July (Wednesday)

Woke up by 5:30. Spent all the day within the abode of Rama Sekhara Raju in Tuni. His younger son Dantuluri Ashish Varma was born on this date one year ago. They are celebrating his first birthday today. Srijana and I are also invited guests to this occasion. They want to celebrate his first birthday grandly. They invited about 200 relatives, friends and well-wishers to this occasion. They engaged an expert cook to prepare special dishes like fish and chicken curries for this occasion. This function took place between 7:30 and 9:30 (this night) on the second floor of a house of advocate Vasanthala Apparao here. The young creatures of our community blew balloons and decorated the stage on their own. They arranged a banner with two photos of the birthday boy along with his name in English. They bought and brought a big cake from a nearby bakery. This boy wore a traditional ready-made white suit. About 150 male and female guests attended this function and blessed this boy. Srijana put on a green sari and matching bangles to compete with other girls and women here. She looked gorgeous in that set of clothes and gold ornaments. The engaged photographer took about 100 photos covering this occasion. Ashish Varma cried now and then failing to understand the need of this occasion focused on him. The paternal uncle of Revathi and I stayed back on the terrace to rest there on two folding cots for this night. Went to sleep by 10:45.

16 July (Thursday)

Yesterday night I could not sleep well. I indulged in much casual talk with the paternal uncle of Revathi, the mother of Ashish Varma. He must be 40. Now he is living in Jaggampeta with his wife and two children. His cousin is working as a chauffeur of Telugu film actor Ravi Teja in Hyderabad. He told me about the family of Ravi Teja and his qualities. His two younger brothers are worse than dogs. Ravi Teja has a large vineyard on the outskirts of Hyderabad. His brothers often go there in their cars. They take the pet birds and animals of their farm supervisors without paying for them. They kill those birds and animals for dishes in their private parties. Ravi Teja is looking after such two stray dogs delighting them with meat, alcohol and prostitutes. This is how this celebrity is maintaining his special status in the public. The souls of these three dirty dogs fly to hell soon after their deaths on this earth. My aversion to the real lives of film actors increased after this casual talk with a reliable person of our community. He is a poor man. He supplies river sand to house builders in his area with his lorry. I liked the honesty in his words and his struggle for existence as an ordinary man. Saw the Telugu film “Evaraina Epudaina” in cinema Surya Mahal at Payakaraopeta from 2:15 to 4:30 along with the brother of Revathi. Night watched television for one hour. It was cool outside. Went to sleep by 10:30.

17 July (Friday)

Woke up by 6:00. By 7:30 my father-in-law came from Viswanadhapuram on his bike. He brought my bag and luggage from there. Srijana and Revathi hired a rickshaw for 10 rupees and started to Talli Pillala Hospital in post office street by 10:15. My father-in-law and I reached there by 10:30 on his bike. Dr C S Lakshmi came to this hospital by 11:00. It is a norm at this hospital to collect 100 rupees from every patient as consultation fee on Fridays. On the other days, the consultation fee is 30 rupees only. My father-in-law became angry over this special fee. I paid it and took a new prescription card for Srijana. The doctor asked Srijana about her health. She examined her touching her body. She prescribed two kinds of tablets for her and advised her to come again on the 26th of this month. Once my mother told me that I remained in her womb beyond nine months. My son must be following my path of mortal entry into this mysterious world, choosing to stay back for long in the divine pouch of his mother. We returned to the abode of Revathi by 11:30. We bought the prescription drugs for Srijana at a MedPlus medical store for 50 rupees. My father-in-law dropped me at the bus station in Payakaraopeta by 12:30 on his bike. Took a bus and reached the house of my parents in Peda Gummuluru by 1:30. Spent talking with my folks for five hours. Went to sleep by 10:00.

18 July (Saturday)

Woke up by 6:00. I realized that cold and fever caught me. It must be due to weather change. Spent all the day at home. My father-in-law came here by 12:30 on his bike. He collected a filled domestic LPG cylinder of Bharat Gas from that agency in Adduroad. My mother offered him lunch by 1:00. He rested on a cot in our house for one hour. Meanwhile my mother prepared snacks for him and me. He spent talking with us for 15 minutes. He left for Viswanadhapuram by 2:30 on his bike. My father returned from our mango garden at hills on his old bicycle by 6:00. He spent there all the day collecting firewood along with our familiar guy Yesu Babu. It is for consumption at our house for about one year. Thus my mother saves LPG at home. By 8:00, I asked my father to allow me to sell one acre of his mango farm near village Gollalagunta for about 6,00,000 rupees and thus to get my books published. He said that publishing books and depending on it is like gambling. He stated that he does not allow me to sell his hard-earned farmland and invest in such risky venture. He talked like a businessman with me. He also used offensive language addressing me. The spirit of a Raja Yogi got activated in me. I announced my decision to them. I will not have any relationship with my parents, two brothers, their wives and my nephews from the 8 August, 2009. We will live as strangers from this date onwards. My wife and her parents also have to abide by this decision taken by me. Went to sleep by 10:30.

19 July (Sunday)

Woke up by 6:00. My father’s decision, not to help me get my books published, hurt me deeply. He lost the basic instinct of fatherly love for a disciplined son like me. He is thinking and behaving like an intelligent and visionary businessman. He is more concerned about money and profit in his life than love and attachment for his wife and children. I bore with him for long. Hereafter I will treat him differently. I am not feeling like staying in this house anymore. I have been keeping three boxes of my old books, letters and such other items in this house for the last six years or so. Packed them all into two cardboard boxes and took them to the branch office of Navata Road Transport at Adduroad in a rickshaw by 11:30. He charged 153 rupees for their transport to Tarbund in Secunderabad. I found these charges very affordable and humanitarian. My cousin Narendra Varma receives them there. My mother prepared sago porridge with milk and sugar for me. Had it to honor her motherly love for me. Perhaps this is my last association with this house. I don’t like to come here anymore. I am leaving my mother in a hell built by my father. It is the result of her Karma. I cannot change it. I will try to do something and reduce the burden of domestic chores in her life soon if possible. May God bless her. Took a bus at Adduroad Junction by 12:30. Got off it by 2:20 at the R & B building in Visakhapatnam. Thence my brother Srinivas took me to his rented portion at Madhava Dhara on his bike. Went to sleep by 10:00.

20 July (Monday)

Woke up by 6:00. Spent all the day at the abode of my brother Srinivas. Spent talking with my sister-in-law Sandhya Rani for about four hours. I observed that there is communication gap between my brother Srinivas and his two sons. They are more closer to their mother than their father. I discussed some of their general childhood issues with her. They should enjoy the intensity of parental love in their formative age to grow as healthy citizens and individuals. Spent talking with my nephews Sujan and Suhas from 6:00 to 7:30. We discussed discipline, health, human body, education, money and politics. Most of the time, they remained as silent listeners. I advised them to invent questions and try to answer them for improving their understanding of this world and human life. Had my supper by 8:00. My brother Srinivas, my sister-in-law Sandhya Rani and I were engaged in the discussion of the topic of publication of my books from 8:30 to 10:30, when Sujan and Suhas were listening to us. My brother remarked that selling valuable agricultural land for a risky venture like book publishing is not a good idea. He presented such arguments, which disturb the spirit of a sensitive and budding writer like me. He advised me to live simply, doing a job, like an ordinary Indian. He said that an ordinary man should not run after extraordinary goals and dreams. He is not ready to sell part of his agricultural land for my book publication work either. The picture of my life as a writer got clear. Went to sleep by 11:00.

21 July (Tuesday)

Woke up by 6:00. Spent most of the day at the abode of my brother Srinivas talking with my sister-in-law Sandhya Rani, my nephew Suhas and watching television. Today Suhas avoided going to his school on the pretext that he has pain in his ear. His mother told me that he has been suffering from this disorder for long. By 12:30 got a phone call from the HR executive of a software company at Madhapur in Hyderabad. They are looking for an editor. She told me to edit a module and send it back by email. Suhas and I hired an auto rickshaw for 20 rupees and rushed to an Internet café at Murali Nagar. Edited this module and emailed it to her by 2:20. There are very few errors in this text file. I indulged in it because the test demands it. We returned home by 2:30. My sister-in-law prepared snacks for us by 4:00. Suhas and I went to a nearby children’s park by 6:00 on foot. VUDA funds and manages it. We spent there sitting on a wooden bench and talking till 7:10. There were no many visitors to this park. My brother recently got promoted to the position of clerk from the position of armed guard. He has yet to get the appointment letter, internal training and transfer to some other branch of UCO Bank. It is his achievement made possible through his discipline and hard work in this regard. Today I talked with Srijana for 20 minutes over phone. A familiar dog bit the casual footwear of BATA she is using now. I bought this beautiful pair of flip-flops recently for her. Went to sleep by 10:30.

22 July (Wednesday)

Woke up by 6:00. Spent most of the day at the abode of my brother Srinivas. My sister-in-law prepared a sweet dish by 4:00 with rice flour, sugar and ghee. We call it Prasaadham in Telugu. By 5:45 my brother brought his two sons from Ravindra Bharathi School at NAD Kotha Road on his bike, while returning from his bank. Now he is going to a coaching institute for learning basic computer skills. He wants to do his job of clerk efficiently improving his computer operation skills. By 6:20 my nephews Sujan and Suhas led me to the nearby VUDA park at my request. We spent there for one hour. They played hide-and-seek for 30 minutes. Thereafter they told me about their experiences with their present school, teachers, and teaching. I asked them to rank their previous and present schools considering their worth in terms of five observations. They gave 20% marks to their present school and 95% marks to Siva Sivani Public School. Intelligent, disciplined and sensitive students are the best judges of their educational institutions. I liked the growth of my nephews in understanding their needs and a given atmosphere. I discussed the issues of my nephews with their parents after coming back from this park. This morning a rare solar event occurred in the sky. Astronomers and enthusiasts showed great interest in it. It is a natural occurrence in the mysterious and wonderful universe. Srijana stayed indoors during this time. She follows Indian tradition based on the beliefs and practices of orthodox Hindus. Went to sleep by 10:00 for my dreams.

23 July (Thursday)

Woke up by 6:00. By 11:00 brought my friend Meher Murali to the abode of my brother Srinivas from the nearby bus stop. Now he is at the abode of his elder brother in Visakhapatnam. His mother has been suffering from blood cancer for the last 10 years. She is taking medicines to counter the influence of this fatal disease on her body. We two spent talking about spiritual matters till 3:00 continuously. Murali has deep knowledge about this world, soul, birth, death, rebirth, Karma, masters, avatars, 7000 spiritual agents, three crore angels, space, dreams, unrest in this world, gradual reformation of a soul passing through a long journey of different bodily forms, difference between divine will and human perception, ghosts and their living and behavioral patterns, individual and collective influences of Karma, Maya, self-realization, nature and the related matters. I felt as if a saint was guiding me from darkness to light when listening to him. There are authority, clarity and softness in his words and voice. He surprised me with his command of spiritualism. He got authoritative answers for all the questions I put him. He left by 3:30 by a bus. He returns to Hyderabad soon. My sister-in-law too heard parts of his talk with me from a little distance. Spent in the nearby VUDA park along with Suhas from 6:00 to 7:10. By 8:00 sent a long email to my cousin Raghupati from an Internet café. Went to sleep by 10:00.

24 July (Friday)

Woke up by 6:00. The low fever is still there in me. I am feeling feverish and weak. I think it is a viral fever. Cold weather encourages viruses to attack all living forms. I left the white blood cells in my body to face this situation on their own. It seems my immune system started fighting against these enemy forces. The battle must be going on in my body between them. I am feeling the related heat outside. It is the first Friday today in the Telugu month Sraavanam. Traditional Hindu girls and women celebrate it worshipping Goddess Lakshmi in their houses and temples. My sister-in-law Sandhya Rani prepared special dishes on this occasion to offer to this goddess and worship Her. Spent most of the day at home watching television. Evening spent talking with my brother, sister-in-law and nephews here. By 9:30 talked with Srijana over phone. This morning she experienced labour pains. They continued till this evening. By 10:30 her maternal uncle Rama Sekhara Raju took her to Talli Pillala Hospital in the post office street. Srijana’s aunt Revathi accompanied her. Dr C S Lakshmi attends pregnant women and delivery cases. Her husband attends children’s cases in this hospital. His name is Srimannaarayana. Nearby villagers frequent this hospital for delivery and children’s cases. By 11:45 my father-in-law, Vamsy, Srijana’s maternal grandmother and another fellow left for Tuni. They went there to be with Srijana in this hospital. I could not sleep thinking about these developments there.

25 July (Saturday)

My brother-in-law Vamsy and my father-in-law called me up and informed me that Srijana gave birth to a baby boy by 1:36:40 a.m. this early morning. She experienced intense labour pains for about one hour. It was a normal delivery under the supervision of Dr C S Lakshmi. I could sleep for about one hour only after listening to this happy news. My Lord Krishna helped Srijana in her pain and suffering centered on her labour. By 9:00 my nephews Sujan and Suhas and I took an Express bus to Tuni from NAD Kotha Road Junction. We got off it by the bridge in Payakaraopeta by 11:15. It was very hot and sultry. We three felt very thirsty. Thence we hired a rickshaw to our destination for 40 rupees. Bought a two-litre bottle of 7 UP cool soft drink for 50 rupees at a Kirana shop on the way. We had it like thirsty dogs in a desert. We were in the room of Srijana in this hospital by 11:30. My little baby son was resting on a poor iron cot beside his mother. He looked cute and sensitive. I kissed him gently to reach my sense of love for him. My mother and brother Sambha already came there to see him. They left for Peda Gummuluru by 12:30 along with Sujan and Suhas. My father has no moral right to see my baby son. He has been a failure as a good father and good husband in his selfish and foolish life so far. I don’t allow a criminal to see my son. Spent the day helping Srijana along with her loving father. Went to sleep by 10:30.

26 July (Sunday)

Woke up by 6:00. My father-in-law and I went to Talli Pillala Hospital by 9:00. My brother Srinivas, my sister-in-law Sandhya Rani, Datla Ramesh of village Rambilli, his wife Sowjanya, their daughter Sravya, my paternal uncle Narayana Murthy, my aunt Kumari and their daughter Aswini came to this hospital by 10:30 to see Srijana and the newborn baby. They spent with us for 90 minutes. Lakshmi, the mother of Sandhya Rani, came from Molleru Mallavaram by 11:30 by bus. My baby son is the centre of attraction for these guests. He is spending his time sleeping. It is natural for newborn babies to sleep from 10 to 20 hours a day. These guests left for their homes by 1:00. Had my lunch by 2:00 in the abode of Revathi. By 4:00, Dr C S Lakshmi advised Srijana to go home this evening along with the baby. The total expenses for this normal delivery and the stay in this hospital amounted to about 5000 rupees. I spent about 2000 rupees for the activities related to the birth of my baby son. Srijana’s father and maternal grandparents bore the remaining burden of expenses. By 5:30, Srijana, her mother and her maternal grandmother got into an auto rickshaw opposite this hospital along with the baby. Srijana’s grandmother broke a coconut at the steps of this hospital before leaving this place, cursing the evil forces, which might have surrounded Srijana and the baby. My father-in-law and I reached Viswanadhapuram by 6:30 on his bike. Srijana and the baby entered the house by 6:45. Went to sleep by 10:30.

27 July (Monday)

Woke up by 6:00. Spent all the day within Viswanadhapuram. I think I did not admit Srijana into a good hospital for her labour. The doctors are good at Talli Pillala Hospital but those rooms and internal atmosphere are very bad. Srijana stayed in Room No. 1, in the first floor of the special rooms, for about 40 hours, along with her baby. The roof of this room is dusty. The attached toilet is like a dustbin. It is an abode of bacteria and viruses. Srijana told me that she yelled out in pain before and during her labour. The room and equipment used for her labour are unclean and awkward. Uneducated, poor and ignorant villagers, who frequent this hospital, disfigured those rooms. They cook food in them. They don’t know how to use toilets. My father-in-law told me that the government hospital in Tuni is better than these private hospitals here in terms of hygiene and medical care by doctors. Many think that government hospitals are good for the poor and the helpless only. This is the achievement of the state and central governments in India so far. I would have admitted Srijana into a better hospital had I enough money. Perhaps God wanted me to see a little piece of real India this way. Poor Indians have no voice or choice to live better. Many husbands don’t think like the husband of Srijana about their life partners. Giving birth to babies and bringing them up patiently and carefully has been the compulsory duty of women for long in India. I deeply regret this bitter truth. Went to sleep by 10:00.

28 July (Tuesday)

Woke up by 4:00. Got ready by 5:30. Had breakfast idlies by 6:00. It started drizzling. Mother Nature was expressing her love for me this way. My father-in-law took out his bike by 6:15. Sat behind him, keeping my bag between us and an umbrella in my hand. We started to Tuni railway station by 6:20. He rode the bike slowly to keep the pressure of open air bearable for me. We got a little wet during this journey. I enjoyed the warmth of Mother Nature showered on me gently. It stopped drizzling when we were nearing the railway station. I closed the umbrella. He rode it fast. We reached our destination by 6:45. Bought a copy of Eenadu for three rupees and a two-litre bottle of Sprite soft drink for 50 rupees at a Kirana shop by the station. Janmabhoomi Express arrived by 7:25. Took my seat 66 by a window in D 3 reservation coach. Vamsy bought this reservation ticket for me for 148 rupees. Kept having Sprite drink once for every hour or so. It is carbonated water with lemon flavor. It is a fashion and style drink for the crazy and lazy youth of India. I had this drink to understand the tastes of stupid Indians. Bought a pack of Vegetable Biryani for 25 rupees at Vijayawada Junction railway station by 11:30. Had it by 12:30. Spent about 100 rupees during this journey. Travelled comfortably and delightfully throughout. Got off this train by 6:40 at Secunderabad. It drizzled a little. My cousin Naren came to station to receive me. We reached my abode at Kakaguda by 7:15 by bus. Went to sleep by 10:30.

29 July (Monday)

Woke up by 6:00. My cousin Sirisha prepared Upma for us by 7:00. Meanwhile I prepared Shakti Malt porridge for both of us. It provides a pregnant woman with nutrients. By 9:30 Naren returned from ACE Engineering Academy at Abids. Had my lunch by 12:30. My house owner Raju Yadav came into my portion by 1:30. Told him that I would vacate this portion by the eighth of next month. Earlier he told me that I should pay him one month’s rent and vacate this portion by the first of next month. I explained him the history of my two-month advance and regular monthly rent payments thereafter. He understood that he cannot cheat me. He admitted about his mistake of memory and allowed me to leave this abode as per my schedule. He went out silently. By 2:30 Naren and I went to the branch office of Navata Road Transport at Tarbund. We collected my two parcel items, which I booked at Adduroad recently. We returned home in the same auto rickshaw. He charged 50 rupees for these onward and backward trips. Spent in the Cyber Park Internet café from 5:30 to 6:30. There was an email from the Idea Entity Tech Solutions Pvt. Ltd. asking me to attend an interview in their office at Madhapur for the position of copy editor. I got through their editing test, when I was in Visakhapatnam, by email. I will go there tomorrow morning. Typed out and posted a blog titled “Question Paper” on my blog site with 10 questions to be answered by my blog readers. Went to sleep by 10:00.

30 July (Thursday)

Woke up by 6:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:30. Reached Patny Centre by 8:30 in an auto rickshaw. Thence took a BPO cab and reached Madhapur by 9:15. Thence hired an auto rickshaw and reached Raheja IT Park. Completed the entry formalities at the entrance there and went into the office of Idea Entity by 10:05. It is in the first floor of Maximus Towers. Waited in the reception till 11:15. Then HR executive Priyanka took me to one of their company executives supposed to interview me. She asked me to introduce myself and scanned my CV. Then she went out and informed Priyanka to conduct a pre-set test to me. She showed me a computer system and told me to do a test of copy editing. I did it from 11:45 to 1:00. I did it well. Priyanka told me that they would inform me later about it. She took me into a section of their office and told me to have my lunch there. There were food items brought from outside by a supplier. Had my lunch and left their office by 1:30. Reached Vikrampuri by 2:30. Spent talking with my familiar creatures in the office of Thoran Technologies till 4:00. Reached my abode by 4:15 on foot. Spent watching television till 6:00. Walked back to the office of Thoran Technologies by 6:15. Srinivasa Rao came by 7:10. Collected my Form 16 from him. Gave the photocopies of my PAN card, Form 16 and 100 rupees to a company executive there. Filled my details in a form he gave me. He applies for my IT returns for the financial year 2008-2009 on my behalf. Tomorrow is the last date for this work. Had my supper by 8:15. Went to sleep by 10:15.

31 July (Friday)

Woke up by 6:00. My cousin Sirisha prepared chapatis by 8:30 for my breakfast. She leaves this afternoon for her rented abode at Beeramguda along with Naren. Reached the abode of my friend Veeranjaneyulu at Jubilee Hills by 10:30. He was busy doing three paintings to deliver to his clients fast. His younger brother Rama Rao was doing part of this collective painting work. Recently two girls expressed interest in him through simplymarry.com matrimonial site. I created his bridegroom profile on this site long ago. These two girls did not post their photos in their bride profiles. Inspiring beauty is his most desired quality in a girl to marry. We reacted positively to the initial interest expression of the girl from Mumbai from these two. He sat beside me and saw the photos and profiles of some brides on this site. He did not find their physical features inspiring to him. His marriage remained as a big issue for his mother, siblings, relatives, friends and well-wishers. Typed out a letter addressing the Telugu film actor and producer K Nagendra Babu on the computer of Veeru. I want to meet him tomorrow morning in his office of Anjana Productions at Jubilee Hills to discuss my problems a little. I will give this letter to one of his staff members there in case he is absent there when I go there. Returned to Karkhana by 8:00 by bus. Got this letter printed out and put it in an envelope. Went to sleep by 10:30 for my dreams.

1 August (Saturday)

Woke up by 6:00. Took two city buses and reached Jubilee Hills by 9:00. Walked via Bharatiya Vidya Bhavan School, Axis Bank branch, Jubilee Hills Public School and reached the office of Anjana Productions by Road No. 71 by 9:10. It is in the second floor of a house there. A thin office boy did not allow me to go and sit inside. Another fellow told me to come around 12:00 to meet Nagendra Babu. Walked back and sat on the pavement opposite Jubilee Hills Public School from 9:30 to 10:30 reading Telugu daily Eenadu. Rich folks were bringing their kids to this school in their cars. Walked back to this office by 10:40. They allowed me to sit inside. They offered me a cup of tea in a short while. Spent reading Eenadu till 11:30. Nagendra Babu entered this office around 12:00. A staff member there told me that Nagendra Babu would be very busy today and that one should have an appointment to meet him. Now he is busy preparing the ground for producing a Telugu film with his nephew Ram Charan Teja in the direction of Bhaskar. He remained in his room discussing those things with related folks. Gave my one-page letter to a staff member there asking him to reach it to Nagendra Babu. Left their office by 12:45 with a good impression about them. Returned to my abode by 3:30. I am feeling weak and dull. No money to consult a doctor. Morning Vamsy came from his home traveling by Godavari Express. Srijana sent 1000 rupees for me. Watched television for some time. Went to sleep by 10:30.

2 August (Sunday)

Woke up by 6:00. Spent all the day at home. I am feeling feverish and weak. Spent reading Eenadu for two hours. Evening Srijana and her father took my baby son to Dr Srimannarayana in Talli Pillala Hospital at Tuni on bike. His eyes are yellowish. She thought that it might be jaundice. This doctor prescribed blood test for the baby. They got it done. It was found that he has a little bit of jaundice. The doctor told that it is common for the children of that age. He advised her to keep the baby in the sun for five minutes in the morning after bath for some days. He told her to bring him to hospital only if his skin turns yellowish. Since the day of her delivery, Srijana has been eating food once a day only. She had water and milk only for three days and nights after her delivery. Her maternal grandmother has been imposing a diet regimen on her. The foods and drinks, consumed by a mother, affect the health of her newborn baby, entering it through her breast milk. Srijana got enough breast milk to feed the baby. I have no moral right to see and enjoy the innocent gestures and poses of my little baby son. I have no money to look after my wife and son, providing them with the care and support they need now. I am living like a parasite now borrowing money from others. When we fail to make the present sweet with our plans and efforts, it remains sad history tomorrow. I could not prove myself as a great husband to Srijana so far. I must try to fulfill her reasonable desires and affordable dreams. Went to sleep by 10:30.

3 August (Monday)

Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 30 minutes. Washed my clothes by 9:00. Spent all the day at home watching television and resting on cot. Still I am feeling low fever. My mother remained as a helpless victim in the house of my father in Peda Gummuluru. A woman without financial independence in traditional Indian families lives the life of a slave. My father is a born miser. He never gave her money telling her to buy something by her choice. She is suffering from high blood pressure and diabetes now. He is taking her to Kalyani Hospital in Visakhapatnam for medical care. The doctor there is a lady of North India. She does not like to talk with her patients if they cannot speak in Hindi. There won’t be communication between doctors and uneducated patients in many central government hospitals of India. They run welfare related institutions for political gains. Born beggars like my father and I take our dependants to such dirty hospitals. My mother’s sight is also affected a little. She is unable to cook food well. She is drinking polluted water drawn from our well at home. I decided not to go home. My father continues to live the life of a beggar. My mother suffers more in his devilish web. My brothers have no time to care for her. This is what we call Karma. We live in a paradise thinking and dreaming about a hell. I have to take care of my mother when I can afford it. Went to sleep by 10:00.

4 August (Tuesday)

Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 30 minutes. Spent resting on cot for two hours. The low fever in me is upholding my physical weakness. By 4:00 Naren and I started to RTC Crossroads to see a film. Vamsy told me that he would join us later. I did not like his unnecessary maturity. We spent talking with Sindhu, the wife of my cousin Kiran, in his rented abode, for one hour. Vamsy did not come to my suggested spot even by 5:30. His indiscipline infuriated me. Naren and I saw the Telugu film “Gopi Gopika Godavari” of Venu and Kamalini Mukherjee. My favourite director Vamsy directed this film. He beautified this film with his mark of story and dialogues. We enjoyed watching this film throughout. We returned home by 9:30 with a full meal parcel. The other day Srijana told me that she underwent severe pain when the doctor was performing stitches on her after her labour in the hospital at Tuni. I left an innocent kid in the hands of an insensitive doctor with a dirty hospital. I wanted to look after my wife like a dedicated lover and slave. I could not fulfill my duty as a good husband. I am a criminal from this perspective. Now doctors and hospitals in India are worse than devils and graveyards. Extracting money from the rich and subjecting the poor to pain and suffering is their duty. Corporate hospitals and doctors in these public exploitation centres are like beggars and robbers. They earn money and status bothering patients like ghosts. They go to hell after their death. Went to sleep by 10:00.

5 August (Wednesday)

Woke up by 6:00. Had my breakfast at an eatery opposite Karkhana bus stop by 8:30. Reached Shivam Road by 11:30 by bus. Paid 360 rupees in the branch office of Muthoot Finance there by 12:30 towards the monthly interest for my gold loan. Reached Self Finance Colony, near NGO Colony bus stop, in Vanasthalipuram, by 1:30. Walked to the rented abode of my cousin Murali there by 1:45. Had my lunch by 2:30. Spent talking with my uncle Kolukuluri Satya Narayana Raju (also called Narayana Murthy Raju), Bala and Murali’s mother till 4:00. Narayana Murthy, Bala and I walked to a nearby house by 4:15. We checked the two-bedroomed portion in the first floor of this house, which is to let. I liked these two bedrooms, two toilet-cum-bathrooms, hall, kitchen and ventilation. An orthodox Hindu family owns this house. The female owner of this house talked with us about the monthly rent and other terms of tenancy. I liked the honesty and frankness in her words. Borrowed 1000 rupees from my cousin Bala and gave it to her. The monthly rent for this portion is 4000 rupees. She told me to pay one month’s advance. Returned home by 9:30. Srijana told me, over phone, that today she and her mother took the baby to the government hospital in Tuni for BCG vaccination. A serious conflict arose between her father and her maternal grandfather. She is disturbed about it. She expressed her intention to come here soon. I welcomed this idea. She and our baby would be comfortable and happy in my company and care here. Went to sleep by 10:30.

6 August (Thursday)

Woke up by 6:00. Took three city buses and reached Kondapur by 10:45. Had a plate of puris at a roadside eatery there for eight rupees. Walked to the nearby building named e-Park. The office of DMV Business and Market Research Private Limited is in the 11th floor of this building. Went there by 11:15. Anusha conducted a written test to assess our skills as content writers and copy editors. There are two sections related to mathematics. I did not touch them. I bade farewell to this subject in 1993. I did the English part well in this test. She told us that they would get back to us later. We are about six candidates that did this test for the position of copy editor. Reached the abode of Veeru at Journalist Colony ‘A’ in Jubilee Hills by 3:00. Veeru is doing the portrait of a girl for his new client Mithun. This fellow wants to present this gift (her portrait) to his potential love on the occasion of her birthday, soon, proposing to her. I wrote a little piece of poetry in English for this fellow on his request for this occasion. He gives it to her along with this painting. Reached Shivam Road by 5:00. Collected 18,000 rupees from my familiar Western Union Money Transfer outlet there by main road. My cousin Raghupati sent it for me from the USA. Deposited 10,000 rupees into my account with Axis Bank through its ATM Centre there by Shivam Temple. This morning my cousin Vasu deposited 10,000 rupees into my Axis Bank account through online money transfer from his bank account. They activated my life. Returned home by 9:00. Naren prepared rice and potato fry for us. Afternoon my uncle Narayana Murthy (father of my cousins Murali and Bala) came here to help me relocate to Vanasthalipuram. Went to sleep by 11:00.

7 August (Friday)

Woke up by 6:00. My uncle Narayana Murthy and Vamsy packed some household items by 9:00. Naren returned from his coaching institute at Abids by 9:15. We two went to Sai Ram Enterprises in SBI Colony by 10:45. We got a document prepared there transferring my HP LPG cylinder connection to the new place. They did it fast. I liked their quality service. We bought a full meal parcel from Bhavani Mess by main road in Karkhana. We four had it by 12:00. My uncle brought a van by 12:45 from Karkhana area. We four packed everything and loaded them into this van by 1:20. Gave 100 rupees to the wife of my portion mate Ramesh and asked her to give it to the house owner to get my portion cleaned. I already paid the dues to this fellow. Today I am vacating the middle house portion of Raju Yadav, in the ground floor, in House No. 3-48-234, in Darji Colony, at Kakaguda, in Karkhana area of Secunderabad Cantonment. We started off by 1:30. We reached House No. 6-5-33 (Type 1- 33) in Self Finance Colony in Vanasthalipuram by 2:30 travelling via Uppal. Paid 1400 rupees to this van driver towards transport charges. The two-bedroomed portion I rented in this house is the front one, facing road, in the first floor. Paid 3000 rupees to K Bhagya Lakshmi, the female owner of this house, towards one month advance (I paid 1000 rupees to her, day before yesterday, as part of it). She got our portion washed and cleaned by 4:00. Meanwhile we kept my household items around our portion and on the terrace. The parents of my cousin Murali (Narayana Murthy and Rajeshwari), Vamsy, Naren and I put my household items in my rented portion from 5:30 to 6:30. Vamsy, Naren and I had supper in the rented abode of Murali by 9:30. I am happy about moving to this place. Went to sleep by 11:30.

8 August (Saturday)

Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 30 minutes. Washed my clothes and took a bath by 8:30. Took two city buses and reached Shivam Road by 11:30. My KSS friend Alluri Murali Krishnam Raju was in his coaching institute. Mamata, one of the cousins of Srijana, talked with Murali for 20 minutes over my cellphone. She is interested in learning Japanese language for job purpose. Murali learnt Japanese for six months, while working with the Wipro in Pune, as part of his job. Mamata consulted him for advice on how to learn Japanese to get a job after the completion of some good course. Murali is moving his coaching institute to Ameerpet soon minding better accessibility to his present students and others. Till now, he could help two of his students get jobs in two reputed Indian IT companies in India. He took me to Papaji-Da-Dhaba, down Shivam Road, and ordered lunch for me along with him. It is delicious. He told me to take two chairs and a wooden computer table to my rented abode in Vanasthalipuram as gifts to me from him. I felt very happy about his gesture of affection towards me this way. He believes that his furniture (wealth=gift of Goddess of Lakshmi for Hindus) being taken away from his office on a Saturday is not auspicious for him. So, he told me to take them tomorrow. I wondered at his belief beyond rationality. Many orthodox Hindus believe that money or such other valuable things should not be given to others on Tuesdays and Fridays. Today Murali made me understand that even Saturday is such special day. I don’t like such observations and folks. They block our growth as rational and ideal human beings. It’s like wasting our energy and time knowingly. Returned home by 6:00 by bus. Night Rajeswari (Bala’s mother) offered supper to three of us. Went to sleep by 10:00.

9 August (Sunday)

Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 30 minutes. My uncle Narayana Murthy and I reached Shivam Road by 8:00. We spent talking with the supervisor of Kshatriya Seva Samithi hostel for 30 minutes. They increased the tariff of guest rooms in it. They set AC machines in two rooms to meet the requirements of rich guests. The rates of breakfast, lunch and supper items are also increased. Only students are being allowed to stay in the rooms meant for them. These are all positive changes, which can improve the lives of some poor folks in our community. My uncle and I walked to the coaching institute of Murali at Shivam Circle by 9:00. Murali’s friend Ravi Varma was there. He gave me two chairs and a computer table after talking with Murali in Kukatpally over phone. My uncle bought three chairs for 600 rupees. Murali told me to take them without paying for them. My uncle did not like that idea. We hired a goods carrying auto rickshaw for 300 rupees to move these five chairs and computer table from here. We reached our rented abodes in Vanasthalipuram by 10:15. My cousin Murali and I went towards cinema Sampoorna by 3:00 on the bicycle of Vamsy. I bought two casual T-shirts for 300 rupees for me at a cloth store there. I bought vegetables for 20 rupees in the Rythu Bazar (a daily vegetable market, supported by the state government, where farmers can sell their vegetables directly to the public) there. Evening we spent talking about the present society, parents and culture, sitting on a cement bench in the nursery near my rented abode. Had my supper by 9:00. Went to sleep by 10:00.

10 August (Monday)

Woke up by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. My uncle Narayana Murthy and I went to Vanasthali Gas Service (HP LPG agency) outlet near Panama Godowns by 10:30 on bicycle. I showed them the LPG connection transfer document, which I brought from Karkhana area. He said that either my father-in-law Rama Raju or my wife Srijana must come here to get it done. I was disgusted when he talked about these rules and regulations. A honest and sensitive Indian remains as a victim in this nation of cheats and criminals. Rested in my abode from 2:00 to 3:00. Went to the MedPlus medical store near NGO Colony bus stop and bought tablets for 30 rupees to get rid of my month-long low fever and related weakness. Some harmful bacteria or viruses must have entered my body through polluted water or monsoon air. The immune system in my body could not resolve this problem for long. So, I have to send in external defence forces to fight against these strong villains effectively. Naren and I spent browsing Internet in a nearby Internet café from 3:30 to 4:30. Evening Rajeshwari, the mother of my cousin Murali, prepared sweet porridge with sago, sugar and milk. Vamsy bought and brought two reservation tickets from Secunderabad railway station for him and me for Janmabhoomi Express for tomorrow. He brought the Sony digital camera of my cousin Kiran, taking it from his wife Sindhu, as per my instructions to him in this regard. Spent talking with my uncle Narayana Murthy for two hours. We went to a nearby wholesale rice store by 6:00 and bought five kilos of old rice for 170 rupees for Srijana. Night Rajeshwari offered Lemon Rice to us. Went to sleep by 10:00.

11 August (Tuesday)

Woke up by 4:00. Got ready by 5:00. Vamsy, Naren and I reached NGO Colony bus stop by 5:15. Naren took a bus for Kothi. We took a bus for Secunderabad. Vamsy and I got off it at Rethifile bus stand by 6:15 and thence walked into Secunderabad railway station. We got into D 6 coach and took our reserved seats. Janmabhoomi Express started off by 7:14. A passenger slipped off this train when it was leaving Miryalaguda station. His two legs were cut up to his thighs under the wheels of this train. Vamsy pulled the chain watching this tragic incident from the exit door. Many passengers got off it and rushed to see this victim. I remained in our coach. I did not like to see the pain and suffering of a creature when it was experiencing the effects of its Karma. The 108 Service van arrived there within 10 minutes’ time. They admit him into a nearby hospital for immediate treatment. He met with this fatal accident when he was trying to board it when it was picking up speed. He has to live a pathetic life of disability and self-pity. One cannot escape from one’s Karma. One has to seek the help of God or one’s spiritual master to be relieved of those inevitable burdens and pains of one’s soul to some extent. We got off this train at Tuni railway station by 6:30. Vamsy bought reservation tickets there for Srijana, his mother, him and me for Janmabhoomi Express for 284 rupees for this Sunday to Secunderabad from Tuni. We reached Viswanadhapuram by 8:30 in a sharing auto rickshaw. Went to sleep by 10:00.

12 August (Wednesday)

Woke up by 5:00. Morning called up some of my relatives and informed them about the formal naming ceremony (Naamakarana) of my baby son to take place tomorrow. Vamsy and I started to Tuni by 9:15 on the old scooter of the maternal grandfather of Srijana. Its silencer failed after we travelled a little from this village. We continued this ride creating much noise. We reached the welding shop of Rama Sekhara Raju by 10:30. Vamsy got this scooter repaired at a gas welding shop in Tuni. By 12:00 Rama Sekhara Raju and I went to the office of Tuni Municipality. The record assistant there gave us an application form meant for the issuance of birth certificate. He wrote the name Datla Anand Sagar Varma in his birth register in a column related to my son. I finalized this name for my son. Srijana or others did not object to my personal choice in this regard. My son should live in a state of bliss always. We went to the nearby E-seva centre and paid 210 rupees to them for eight copies of birth certificate of my son Anand. Srijana’s uncle Rama Sekhara Raju collects them after a week’s time from the office of Tuni Municipality. We bought a few items needed for my son Anand by 1:30. Had my lunch in the abode of Sekhar by 2:00. Vamsy and I reached the house of my father-in-law in K O Mallavaram by 3:00. He told me about the dispute that took place between him and his father-in-law recently. He developed aversion for his wife, daughter and son after this dispute with him. Now he is staying here alone. Vamsy and I returned to Viswanadhapuram by 4:00. Vamsy and his father are not on talking terms now. Evening took some photos of my son Anand with the digital camera of my cousin Kiran. Went to sleep by 10:30.

13 August (Thursday)

Woke up by 6:00. My mother, my brother Sambha, my sisters-in-law Sandhya Rani and Kranti came here by 7:30 in an auto rickshaw from Peda Gummuluru. My paternal uncle Narasimha Murthy came from village Tetagunta by 8:00. Hindu priest Rama Krishna Sastry came from Tuni by 8:30. The formal naming ceremony of my son took place from 8:45 to 9:45. Srijana and I followed the religious instructions of this priest in giving our son the name Anand Sagar Varma. Some women of this village attended this ceremony. My sister-in-law Sandhya Rani bought and brought a little gold ring for baby Anand. It bore the image of Lord Hanuman. My mother brought a new sari for her daughter-in-law Srijana, about four pairs of readymade clothes for Anand and my suitcase left there earlier by me. I knew that she is suffering much because of my decision not to go to their home anymore. She cannot leave her husband. I cannot bear my father’s language and attitude going to his house. She was recently affected with asthma. Anand was formally put into a traditional wooden cradle by 2:15 in the house of maternal grandparents of Srijana. It was decorated with a few garlands of flowers made by some women in this village for this purpose. Elders blessed baby Anand putting holy yellow rice on him. I felt happy knowing that it is Sri Krishna Janmaastami today. I took the photos of these two occasions and the related attendees with the camera of Kiran. Evening it rained a little. The outside guests left this village by 3:15. My paternal uncle Narasimha Murthy took me to his abode in Tetagunta by 5:30. We all spent talking among ourselves till 10:30. Went to sleep by 11:00.

14 August (Friday)

Woke up by 5:30. My paternal uncle Narasimha Murthy and his wife Vimala have been living the lives of pain, suffering and unrest ever since their marriage. Vimala wants more money. She indulges in some unnecessary (in relation to their present financial status) activities like selling buttermilk, making brooms with dry coconut twigs and lending money to others beyond the knowledge and approval of her husband. She does not respect her husband. She scolds him on every possible occasion, almost every day, comparing his earning potential with that of her familiar ones. He is living a hellish life due to her attitude and behavior in relation to him. They have two teenage sons. He is staying with her minding the future of his sons. They have been living like two enemies for long. He often scolds and beats her losing his self-control. He became a victim in the hell she created for him. They exchanged very abusive words even in my presence there as their rare guest. He is a hero outside in dealing with others and facing the hardships of his struggle for existence. He remains as a silent and hopeless victim the moment he thinks of his wife and when he enters this abode. Others are not interfering in their domestic affairs because she is not ready to change. Nobody can change Vimala to the better because she is suffering from many psychological disorders and she does not accept this bitter truth. I pity their lives. My uncle and I reached Tuni (from Tetagunta) by 10:30 by a lorry. Thence he moved to Adduroad. I took a sharing auto rickshaw for Viswanadhapuram. Spent rest of the day within this village. It rained substantially in the afternoon. Enjoyed this spell of Mother Nature. Preparations are on for our journey to Hyderabad. Went to sleep by 10:30.

15 August (Saturday)

Woke up by 5:30. Spent all the day within Viswanadhapuram. Morning went to the two temples in this village along with Srijana. Srijana broke a coconut in the temple of Lord Rama. I broke one at the temple of village goddess Challamaamba. The maternal grandparents of Srijana conducted the cradle ceremony of my baby son Anand on the 21st day after his birth. They bore the expenses of this function. My father-in-law turned into a hopeless escapist. It is customary to take a daughter-in-law to the house of her in-laws sometime after her baby enters the age of six months. I am avoiding it. I don’t like to send Srijana and my baby son Anand to the house of my father. Srijana’s maternal grandparents and her father are unable to look after her and our baby son Anand even for six months. These circumstances allowed me to take Srijana and Anand to Hyderabad. I love them a lot. I enjoy their presence. It is my luck to take them to Hyderabad and spend with them during this time. Srijana’s maternal grandmother prepared three kinds of formal dishes for Srijana for formality sake. Srijana’s mother is also coming to Hyderabad along with us to help Srijana bring up the baby. Srijana spent most of the day arranging our luggage in bags and other containers. Her mother did a lot of work to facilitate it. Afternoon it rained well. Three fellows sent me SMSes on the occasion of Independence Day of India. I did not reply to them. Prime Minister Manmohan talked nonsense in New Delhi. Similar liars and criminals did the same in all the states of this corrupt nation. Went to sleep by 10:00.

16 August (Sunday)

Woke up by 3:00. Freshened up myself by 5:00. Srijana’s maternal grandmother, her mother, Srijana, Vamsy and I started to Tuni railway station by 5:45 in an auto rickshaw. We reached our destination by 6:20. Baby Anand enjoyed this short journey through the breezes of these hills. My brother Sambha came to the station by 6:30 on his bike along with his friend Raja. Srijana’s aunt Revathi and her maternal uncle Rama Sekhara Raju came by 6:45. We put our 10 items of luggage on platform 1. Janmabhoomi Express arrived by 7:30. It was thickly packed. We four got into reservation coach D 8 fast. Vamsy managed to arrange our luggage on the upper racks and below our seats. Srijana and her mother sat on seats 37 and 38. Vamsy and I sat on seats 69 and 70. Anand enjoyed his first train journey resting most of the time on our laps. We reached Secunderabad railway station by 6:25. My cousin Naren and my friend Krishna Varma came to the station to receive us. We brought our luggage out. My friend Veeranjaneyulu sent his old Maruti Gypsy to this station along with his eldest brother and two cousins, at my request. This vehicle was filled with nine members and our luggage. Veeru’s eldest brother drove this vehicle to Vanasthalipuram via Tarnaka, Uppal Crossroads and LB Nagar. I owe to my friend Veeru for his love and care for me. We could reach my abode safely and comfortably due to his vehicle, his brother and cousins. We reached my rented abode at Self Finance Colony in Vanasthalipuram by 9:00. We had our supper by 10:00. Went to sleep by 11:00.

17 August (Monday)

Woke up by 5:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. My uncle Narayana Murthy and I went to  Rythu Bazar in Vanasthalipuram by 10:00 on bicycle and bought some vegetables for us. Spent resting on cot for some time. My friend Krishna Varma left for Rudraram by 1:30. Naren and I went to a nearby electrical store and bought a Crompton Greaves white ceiling fan, a Crompton Greaves iron, a mat, an Anchor extension box and a red NIPPO BEBOLITE torch. Yesterday night I bought a TRENDY multi-purpose black colored fan for 750 rupees. These items cost me 3000 rupees. It rained from 4:00 to 5:00. This morning I saw a little rat in a bag, which we brought from Viswanadhapuram. It must be four days old. Abhinav (the elder son of Devireddy Narayana Reddy and Rajeshwari, our upper portion mates) and I put it under a shelter by the compound wall opposite our abode beside the road. I made this little shelter for it with dry and green leaves of the tree there and some broken blocks of cement. It did not eat the bits of corn we offered. It must be craving for the love of its mother. It is uncomfortable in this place. Afternoon my friend Dantuluri Shiva Varma called me up from Gajuwaka. He said that his cousin is not interested to marry him. I talked with him about love and marriage in the present Indian societies. Girls and their parents value one’s salary and assets than one’s character these days. I advised him to marry a poor girl from other community. By 7:30 my cousin Naren fitted my new white fan to our ceiling in the hall. Night we changed the placement of chairs and television in our hall. Srijana and her mother set our four old curtains to two doors and two windows. Went to sleep by 10:30.

18 August (Tuesday)

Woke up by 5:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Low fever attacked me recently. It must be because of drinking polluted water every day. The water being supplied by the government is full of bacteria because it is stored in unclean tanks and is supplied through age-old pumps. My body is a little laboratory. If I catch some disorders frequently, it is because I am drinking bad water or breathing polluted air. Srijana’s paternal uncle Jagannaadha Raju and his wife Padma came here by 2:30 from village Kandla Koya. It is their formal visit to see my baby Anand. They spent here for two hours. They recently bought 50 kilos of rice for 1250 rupees for me. Paid that money to him. They took a bus by 5:30 for Secunderabad. Spent at the abode of my cousin Murali from 7:30 to 9:50. We talked about the contemporary issues in our familiar families and the society. Murali returned from his office by 8:00. He has a prospective bride (Lavanya, the youngest daughter of Subba Lakshmi and Rama Raju) in Gollalagunta. Others and I explained him in detail why he should marry that girl. He wanted one week’s time to decide on it. He is interested in marrying a girl from the network of followers of Shri Ramchandra Mission. Ninety percent of these creatures are hard-core materialists. They play good roles when they come to this place. They join such cults for group gossip and mutual enjoyment. The parents of my cousin Murali are disturbed about his marriage considering the scarcity of girls in our community now. He thinks and behaves like an innocent kid in this regard. Went to sleep by 10:30 for my dreams.

19 August (Wednesday)

Woke up by 5:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Washed my clothes and took a head bath by 9:30. Srijana’s maternal aunt Madhavi and her uncle Subba Raju came here from Ashok Nagar by 10:30 on a bike to see our baby Anand. They travelled about 40 kilometers to come here from there. I bought half a kilo of broiler chicken for 40 rupees to prepare curry for them. They spent here till 2:00. My uncle Narayana Murthy and I started to village Kandla Koya by 2:30. We took two city buses and reached there by 4:15. Srijana’s paternal uncle Jagannaadha Raju kept the 50 kilos of rice ready for me to take home. We hired an auto rickshaw to bring this rice to the main road. We changed 25 kilos of rice into the bag we took. It is easy to carry two bags of 25 kilos. Paid 25 rupees to the auto rickshaw driver for the onward and return journeys. It is reasonable and affordable charge. We took a city bus by 4:30 and reached Secunderabad by 5:30. We carried these two bags of rice from this bus stop to Rethifile bus stand through the short cut via Guru Dwara. I halted thrice during this short walk. My uncle did not put it down even for once. He was a farmer once. I am a thinker. He is physically strong. I am mentally robust. We took 1 V route bus from Rethifile bus stand and reached NGO Colony bus stop by 7:15. We brought these two sacks of rice keeping on the back seat of Vamsy’s bicycle from here. Went to sleep by 10:30.

20 August (Thursday)

Woke up by 5:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. From 3:00 to 6:00 saw the Telugu film “Maga Dheera” in cinema Sushma along with Naren. Raja Mouli directed this film. It is believed that its producer Allu Aravind spent about 45 crore rupees for making this film. They took about two years’ time to produce this film. Ram Charan Teja and Kajal Agarwal played the main roles. It is  based on rebirth and heroic adventures. The director connected the present with some events, which took place in 1609. The flashback events, which were portrayed in the second half, are the main attraction of this film. Ram Charan did well throughout the film in terms of dances, stunts and acting. I found the background score and some songs in this film inspiring. Viewers made it a big success at cinemas. I enjoyed watching this film throughout. Talented and dedicated artistes and technicians worked hard to make this film. All received it well. I watched this film tying my handkerchief across my face, covering my nose, fearing the attack of Swine Flu in the cold atmosphere of this cinema. We returned home by 6:15. Spent at the abode of my cousin Murali for one hour. His parents found another prospective bride for him in Rajahmundry. The talks are at initial stage. This morning it rained well. Rainwater flew on roads. I am feeling weak. I must be drinking polluted water. A water filter costs me about 2000 rupees. I cannot afford it now. My small family unit needs pure drinking water. Went to sleep by 10:00.

21 August (Friday)

Woke up by 5:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Spent all the day within Vanasthalipuram. By 9:30 Srijana and I went out to do a little shopping. She bought a round steel dish holder, a long floor cleaning brush and such other items for our domestic use. We bought 250 grams of goat meat for 75 rupees. He cut it into little pieces on our request. Srijana has to eat mutton curry twice a week to recover from the weakness caused by delivery. She is consuming food prepared with old rice. She is eating curries prepared with some kind of vegetables only. Her maternal grandmother prepared wet powders with curry leaves, sesame and garlic. She uses them with buffalo ghee. She is drinking milk in the morning and evening. I bought Nestlé milk powder for it. They charge about 35 rupees per a litre of buffalo milk if I consult local buffalo keepers. Many milk companies are selling adulterated milk in attractive packs adding imported low quality milk powders in them. This is how Indian businessmen are deteriorating in terms of standards and values. Coca Cola and such other harmful drinks and foods are plenty in India. I will be very happy if naxalites kill the present corrupt and unethical politicians and businessmen in India. They are cheating Indians and defacing India every day. The present prime minister Manmohan Singh is worse than a sick dog. Sonia Gandhi is a curse of this nation. She ruined democracy in India. India is a state of beggars and cheats now. Went to sleep by 10:30.

22 August (Saturday)

Woke up by 5:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Spent all the day within Vanasthalipuram. Today Telugu film actor Chiranjeevi celebrated his 54th birthday. I already posted a short poem on my blog site wishing him on this occasion. He acted in 149 feature films so far and won fame as an actor. He is not successful in politics as much as he desired. Politics is not a good field for virtuous and sensitive people now. Sinners and criminals turned politics into a game of public exploitation and private enjoyment. Chiranjeevi entered politics at a wrong time believing in the fairness of voters. Many scoundrels, who joined his new political party, left him after his failure in the recent elections. They want money and political power. They have no patience, intelligence and vision to strengthen this political party and improve the state of politics in this state. They are opportunists. Chiranjeevi formulated long-term goals believing in those, who don’t walk along with him even for a mile. He is sitting in the legislative assembly among liars and escapists like a helpless and innocent kid. He should dissolve his political party and shun politics to remain happy rest of his life. Indians must learn more lessons from the present politicians and their efforts to further ruin India in every possible way. Cruel and honest social reformers are the need of the day in India. A shepherd must be assertive and tyrannical to correct wild and brainless sheep. Went to sleep by 10:30.

23 August (Sunday)

Woke up by 5:00. Spent reading Eenadu for one hour. My cousin Murali and I reached cinema Sampoorna by 11:15 on foot. We saw the Telugu film “Mallanna” from 11:45 to 3:00 in it. Tamil film director Susi Ganesan directed it. Vikram played the main role. This film portrayed the issue of black money deposited by Indians in foreign banks and the idea of how it can be used to end poverty in India. The hero strategically robs the black money of Indian billionaires and distributes it to the needy through his friends and others. The government agents catch him and present him in a court of law as a criminal. They declare him innocent for lack of proofs. It is estimated that Indians have deposited about 65 lakh crores of rupees in the Swiss banks. During the recent Lok Sabha Election, L K Advani raised this issue. Thereafter they stopped talking about it. Indians are one of the worst human races in this world. They discuss issues always instead of resolving them. I think that every corrupt and unethical Indian millionaire and billionaire must be killed by an intelligent and militant Indian outfit. Such achievers are yet to emerge in India. Prostitution, crimes, disorders and demerits of many kinds in India are a result of rich scoundrels and poor perverts. India is not a safe and secure place for sensitive and helpless people now. Money and political power are turning Indians into criminals and cheats. It is one of the best films I have seen. We enjoyed watching this film throughout. Went to sleep by 10:30.

24 August (Monday)

Woke up by 5:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Morning took some photos of Srijana, Anand and Naren with the digital camera of Kiran. I already took about five videos of my son when he was playing. By 10:30 Srijana’s maternal uncle Rama Sekhara Raju collected the eight birth certificates of my son Anand from the office of Tuni Municipality. He said that the details they printed on them are correct. I found that Srijana is feeding a low quality lotion to Anand. It is not prescribed by any doctor. It is full of dust particles and bacteria. She told me that many of her relatives in Viswanadhapuram used that lotion when they were all babies like Anand. Such foolish answer infuriated me. Told her to throw her educational certificates into a dustbin. I called her and her relatives in that village innocent, ignorant and stupid creatures. She moved to tears. I told her not to feed any medicine to Anand if it is not prescribed by a doctor. I consider her as a brainless sheep for feeding such dirty and harmful lotion to Anand. I cannot bear stupidity and lack of minimum knowledge in a girl of that age. By 2:30 Naren and I went to KSS Hostel at DD Colony to enquire them about the availability of room for him to stay there as a student for three months. Thence we moved to the office of Kshatriya Seva Samithi at Nallakunta to talk about it. They said that there is no space for Naren in the student rooms. We received the relatives of Srijana and my maternal uncle Krishnam Raju from Janmabhoomi Express at Secunderabad railway station by 6:30. Went to sleep by 10:00.

25 August (Tuesday)

Woke up by 5:00. By 8:00 Srijana’s relatives and I reached NGO Colony bus stop. We took a city bus and reached Khairathabad by 9:30. Thence we hired an auto rickshaw and reached the CARE Hospital at Banjara Hills by 9:45. Jagadiswari is the elder daughter of Mantena Chiranjeevi Raju, a cousin of my father-in-law Rama Raju. She has a one-year-old daughter. During her pregnancy tests earlier, it was detected that she is suffering from a minor heart problem. They advised her to undergo a heart surgery to get it cured. They took her to the hospital of Satya Sai Baba at Puttaparti in Ananthapuram district. Then they could not perform that operation due to many registered pending heart problem cases with them. So, they brought her here because the husband of Jagadiswari is familiar to Dr B Soma Raju, the chairman of Care Hospitals. They did the necessary medical tests from morning to evening in this hospital. They did these tests at concessionary rates. Dr Soma Raju came to this hospital by 4:30. Then about six patients were waiting for him in his outpatient section. He told Jagadiswari to get ready for a minor operation. He advised them to bring a state government’s recommendation letter to get this operation done free of cost. Otherwise they have to spend about 30,000 rupees for this operation. They collected her medical test reports. We reached Khairathabad by 6:45 in an auto rickshaw. Thence we took a city bus to NGO Colony bus stop. We reached my abode by 8:30. Went to sleep by 10:30.

26 August (Wednesday)

Woke up by 5:00. Spent all the day within Vanasthalipuram. Morning checked the quality of honey, which I bought recently from a hawker at home. I found that it is not honey at all. It is a condensed substance made of artificial stuff. I tasted a little of it to check its quality. It did not taste like honey. I felt giddy. The rogue, who sold me this honey, is a villager. He brought thick liquid in a silver can putting two empty honeycombs in it. It is to make others believe that it is pure honey. He told me that he collected it from the hills in the nearby villages. He sold it to me for 400 rupees comparing its price with that of Dabur honey. I was infuriated recollecting his words and face. Told my house owner to inform me if she ever sees him going by this way. I will teach him an unforgettable lesson. I think and behave like a cruel man in punishing such cheats. I was disturbed thinking about many innocent and helpless Indians, who are being cheated by such rogues every day. Afternoon Naren and I went to a nearby Internet café and got the photos and videos copied and written to a DVD from the digital camera of Kiran. We shot them during the last 30 days’ time. These files amounted to 4 GB. We selected 15 photos from them to get printed. This afternoon it rained much. Evening spent in the rented abode of my cousin Murali talking about the present society, parents and politics. We also discussed the characters of our relatives to assess their levels of selfishness and backwardness. Went to sleep by 10:30.

27 August (Thursday)

Woke up by 5:30. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. I am affected with cold and low fever again. It must be because of the prevailing cold weather. I allowed my body to face it. I have no money to consult a doctor and get them cured in that order. There are millions of poor people like me in India. We all live depending on the mercy of God. Now Swine Flu is claiming the lives of many in the world. Recently Sunil K Poolani of Frog Books emailed me to know about my readiness to get my book published by him. Informed him that I am still searching for money. I am disappointed to see this kind of society around me. Much money and assets are in the hands of those, who don’t like to give their money to others for larger social causes. I already lost much time looking for money to prove myself as a writer. I don’t have a computer also to type or edit something. It is like a curse to a writer. Naren and I spent talking in the abode of Murali from 1:30 to 3:30. We went to Dilsukh Nagar by 5:00 by a city bus. Naren collected the 15 photos from Aruna Studio there, which he gave for print this morning. They came well. It rained heavily from 5:00 to 6:00. We enjoyed our bus journey when it was raining outside. We returned home by 6:30. Srijana found that her brother Vamsy was affected with jaundice. He decided to go to Viswanadhapuram and come back after it gets cured there. Watched television. Went to sleep by 10:00.

28 August (Friday)

Woke up by 5:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. By 9:00, Satya Venu and I reached NGO Colony bus stop along with her granddaughter. I bought 10 Alpenliebe toffees to have during the bus journey. We took a KPHB bound Metro Deluxe bus and reached Khairathabad by 10:30. Thence we hired an auto rickshaw for 30 rupees and reached the CARE Hospital at Banjara Hills by 10:40. Satya Venu gave a bag to her son-in-law there. She brought clothes and some other daily use items for her daughter Jagadiswari and her son-in-law. Jagadiswari was admitted into the Rajiv Arogyasri patient ward for her minor heart surgery with the financial assistance of state government. They perform this operation as soon as the state government approves the hospital bill of this patient. Jagadiswari’s husband is taking care of her in this hospital now. They did not allow their little girl to be taken into the ward of her mother. Children catch infections in hospitals faster than adults. Satya Venu and I returned home by 1:15. This morning my cousin Naren, my maternal uncle Krishnam Raju and my uncle Narayana Murthy went to Nehru Zoological Park to see the animals and birds there. They returned home by 3:30. Naren and I spent browsing Internet in a nearby Internet café from 4:00 to 5:00. Srijana, Satya Venu, her granddaughter, Naren and I went to the China Bazar outlet near Ganesh Temple on foot. Satya Venu and Srijana bought some small domestic items worth about 800 rupees. They returned home by 5:45 by bus. Vamsy reached Tuni by 5:30 by Janmabhoomi Express. Went to sleep by 10:00.

29 August (Saturday)

Woke up by 4:00. Naren and I got ready by 4:40. We went to the abode of my cousin Murali by 4:45. Our maternal uncle Krishnam Raju was waiting there for us. We reached NGO Colony bus stop by 4:50 on foot. Naren gave 500 rupees to Krishnam Raju. His brother Vasu told him to do so. Now he is living depending on his monthly pension of 500 rupees, being provided by the state government, under PHC category. Naren left for his coaching centre at Abids by 5:10 by bus. We two took another city bus for Secunderabad by 5:15. We reached Rethifile bus stand by 6:15. He stood in a special counter queue there and bought a general ticket for 80 rupees to Samalkot Junction. He got into a general coach of Janmabhoomi Express on platform 1 by 6:45. I bought a water bottle and a dozen bananas for him. He goes to Gollalagunta from Samalkot. Returned home by 8:00 by bus. Spent in a nearby Internet café from 4:00 to 7:10 typing out a blog titled “Answer Paper”. This is my answer paper to the question paper I prepared and posted on my blog site earlier. Nobody could answer the 10 questions I prepared. I answered them and posted this blog on my blog site. It is the birthday of Naren today. He wore a new pair of readymade clothes. He went to see the Telugu film “Mallanna” to celebrate his birthday. My mother-in-law prepared sweet milk rice on this occasion. I bought two pieces of milk Mysore Pak for him. He returned from cinema Sampoorna by 10:00. I wished him a happy birthday. It is the birthday of Telugu film actor Nagarjuna today. Went to sleep by 11:00.

30 August (Sunday)

Woke up by 5:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. Afternoon spent talking with my uncle Narayana Murthy, my cousins Murali and Bala, in their abode, about my goals as a writer and my efforts to get my first book published. I thought that my teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju understands me and helps me publish my first book. He remained as a silent observer and businessman. He values money and assets more than people and their lives. Narayana Murthy gave me the idea of asking my father-in-law to sell the half an acre of the lime tree farm, which he wants to give to his daughter Srijana. I did not like this idea. He is poorer than my father and brothers. I should not publish my book bothering the helpless. This is the position of intellectuals, artists, dreamers and visionaries in India. They have to seek the help of those, against whom they have to fight later, minding the development of their nation and social reformation. I told them that I want to prove myself as a great Indian writer by 2012. They did not argue against my ideas and goals. Went to NGO Colony bus stop by 4:30. Thence took a city bus by 4:45 and reached Rethifile bus stand by 6:00. Went there to receive the relatives of Srijana. They came here to see Jagadiswari in the CARE Hospital. Her father Mantena Chiranjeevi Raju and her uncle Madhu Babu came from Gollalagunta. They already left for CARE Hospital. Took a city bus and reached there by 6:45. Thence we three reached Khairathabad in an auto rickshaw. Thence we took a city bus to NGO Colony bus stop. We reached my abode by 8:30. We had supper by 9:00. Went to sleep by 10:30 for my dreams.

31 August (Monday)

Woke up by 5:00. My uncle Narayana Murthy and I went to NGO Colony bus stop by 9:00. Took a bus and reached Mehdipatnam by 10:30. It was drizzling when we got off this bus there. We two kept walking to the abode of Ibrahim following the guidelines he gave us recently over phone. We could locate and reach his abode by 11:00 getting a little wet in this drizzle. Prasad of Rajahmundry informed us over phone to meet Ibrahim here. We contacted Prasad seeing an ad in the Telugu daily Eenadu about paper plate manufacturing business. Ibrahim told us about Plaza Light Trading Company in New Delhi. We two are interested in starting a small paper plate manufacturing unit under the guidance of this company. They supply machine and raw material to us collecting money from us for them in advance. They buy these paper plates from us. We will enter a legal agreement to this effect. We two can earn about 50,000 rupees a month doing this business in a place of our choice. I need not do a job like a slave and machine if I can earn enough money through this business to run my family and publish my first book. I will be happy this way. We were satisfied with the explanation of Ibrahim about this business. We took two buses and returned home by 2:00. Spent browsing Internet in a nearby Internet café for two hours. Visited the website of Plaza Light Trading Company and read the information posted on it. I found them reasonable and reliable. We two have to find people to lend us money to start this business soon. Went to sleep by 10:30.

1 September (Tuesday)

Woke up by 5:00. Morning my uncle Narayana Murthy called up Prasad of Rajahmundry and knew more details about the business of paper plate manufacturing. He said that one can earn about 80,000 rupees a month investing 85,000 rupees initially for the machine. Called up my teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju in Jaggampeta and informed him about my intention to do this business. He said that it may involve cheating. I don’t like such attitude. He starts a conversation with a negative and pessimistic remark. By 10:30, a local television cable operator came to my portion and asked me to pay installation charge 475 rupees and monthly rent 170 rupees. I told him that I won’t pay installation charge because they did not install anything for me. Gave him 170 rupees and told him that I don’t need his cable connection. Ordered him to remove the cable wire from my portion. Watching television distracts and disturbs the residents of a house a lot. I want to remain away from this domestic sound pollution for some time. Silence is good for my baby Anand also. I observed aversion and anger in the eyes of this cable boy when I was talking with him. I bore with his immaturity and irrationality. Evening Bala took me and Naren to Vimal Men’s Wear tailoring shop. I gave two pieces of cloth to this tailor for stitching a shirt and a pair of trousers for me for 300 rupees. These stitching charges are unaffordable for an ordinary Indian now. This is why they are buying affordable readymade clothes. Went to sleep by 10:30.

2 September (Wednesday)

Woke up by 4:00. Went to NGO Colony bus stop by 5:00. Took a bus and got off it at Rethifile bus stand by 6:15. Gave the luggage of Srijana’s relatives to them in Janmabhoomi Express. They are going to Samalkot Junction. This train left the station by 7:15. Returned home by 9:00 by bus. Srijana, her mother and I took my baby Anand to the clinic of Dr Raghavendra Deshmukh by 9:45. Anand is suffering from cold. This doctor examined his nose and prescribed a bottle of nasal drops for him to avoid nasal congestion. He took 50 rupees as consultation fee. He advised Srijana to apply coconut oil on the skin of baby to avoid pimples. By afternoon it was known that the special helicopter, carrying Y S Rajasekhara Reddy, the present chief minister of Andhra Pradesh, to Chittoor, from Hyderabad, disappeared somewhere over Nallamala reserve forest area. The central and state governments arranged many human and defence forces to trace his whereabouts. They could not achieve anything till the midnight. Nallamala forest is a large and dense forest spreading across five districts of Andhra Pradesh. It is one of the tiger reserves of India. This helicopter lost signal connectivity with the airports since 9:30 this morning. By 5:30 Naren and I reached CARE Hospital at Banjara Hills. Satya Venu and Jagadiswari came out of this hospital by 6:00. The minor heart surgery of Jagadiswari was successful. They discharged her this evening from this hospital. We reached Khairathabad by 6:15 in an auto rickshaw. Thence we took a bus and reached Vanasthalipuram by 8:30. Went to sleep by 10:30.

3 September (Thursday)

Woke up by 5:00. Naren took Satya Venu and Jagadiswari to Secunderabad railway station by 6:20 by bus from here. They left for Samalkot Junction by Janmabhoomi Express. By 9:00 Srijana, her mother and I took baby Anand to the clinic of Dr Raghavendra Deshmukh. He explained the nasal condition of Anand to us and advised Srijana to continue using those nasal drops. By 11:00, the wreckage of the helicopter, in which Raja Sekhara Reddy travelled, could be traced on the pigeon hillock in the Nallamala forest area near Atmakur. It is believed that this helicopter crashed into this hillock and broke into pieces. Meanwhile fire broke out due to the fuel in the helicopter. This chief minister and four others died in this mishap. The burnt parts of their dead bodies fell in this area due to this serious accident. It must have occurred by 9:30 yesterday morning. It seems Mother Nature programmed their deaths intensifying rain and clouds in that area when this helicopter was flying. I have nothing to regret or celebrate his death. Every soul goes away from its temporary body after its schedule of work is over in a given birth. I observed lunatics indulging in mad acts in many parts of our state before the identification of his dead body and afterwards. It shows the degradation of Indians in many respects. Ninety percent of present Indians are lunatics. They are worse than beasts and ghosts. Went to sleep by 10:30.

4 September (Friday)

Woke up by 6:30. Spent all the day in Vanasthalipuram. Today the electronic media extensively focused on the death and burial of Y S  Rajasekhara Reddy in our state. It was reported that about 200 fans and admirers of Reddy died of heart attacks and committed suicides. The pieces of his dead body were buried in his Idupulapaya Estate in Kadapa district. About 5000 people visited this spot of his burial. He is a politician associated with the nasty Congress Party, which made India into a dustbin of beggars and robbers after Nehru. Sonia Gandhi and Manmohan also came to Andhra Pradesh to pay tribute to Reddy. Indian politics are in the hands of cheats and criminals now. Mr. Reddy grew up as a powerful Congress leader suppressing his seniors and juniors. He followed the principle of blind loyalty to the Congress heads to acquire political power in our state. He promoted his son Jaganmohan Reddy as a potential candidate for the position of chief minister in this state after him. He is not an intellectual, idealist or social reformer. He ruined the lives of hundreds of farmers in this state, grabbing their farmlands and distributing them to many businessmen in the name of SEZ (Special Economic Zone) and irrigation projects. He is a deep lover of his Reddy community. He is an admirable leader for mad and brainless sheep like my brother Sambha. Those, who called him a rogue and criminal once, praised him comparing him with God soon after his death. The local media made him into a star after his death. Thus India turned into a nation of liars and lunatics now. Went to sleep by 10:30.

5 September (Saturday)

Woke up by 6:00. Spent in a nearby Internet café from 11:00 to 2:15 typing a blog titled “Y S Rajasekhara Reddy”. Posted it on my blog site. In this blog, I criticized those, who presented late Y S Rajasekhara Reddy as God after his death. He ruined this state and its people with his foolish plans and policies. He cannot become God after his death. The local media and celebrities called him a wonder on earth because they played their formal roles in this regard. They are criminals and cheats of this nation. A bad celebrity should not be portrayed as God in a democratic country of sensible and rational people. I tried to establish a truth in it, which is beneficial for the people of this nation. Evening played shuttle badminton in the Vallabhai Patel playground for one hour with my cousins Naren and Bala. I started playing this game yesterday evening after a long time. This is the one and only game, which I like to play for my exercise and joy. My right hand and legs ached because I played it vigorously. By 7:15, Srijana, Naren and I took Anand to Doctor Srikanth, a children’s specialist. Gas developed in his stomach. He stopped consuming his mother’s breast milk. This doctor prescribed some medicines for him. He advised me to get my son vaccinated at him instead of government hospitals saying that they store and supply low quality medicines. Night collected my pair of stitched clothes from Vimal tailoring shop. Went to sleep by 10:30 for my dreams.

6 September (Sunday)

Woke up by 6:30. By 10:30, reached Kothapeta bus stop along with my cousin Bala. My friend Sriram already reached there by bus. He wants to start a small firm soon along with four of his friends. They want to provide web designing, logos, print and electronic media ads, and 2D and 3D animation services to their clients. They are yet to register the name of their company. He said that his vision is to provide employment to a few at least through his company. I appreciated his idea. He asked me to be an associate of their start-up and work for them. I have to meet clients and bring them projects. They pay me on project basis. It is almost the job of a marketing executive. I explained him why I am not the right person for such job. I am a thinker, dreamer, social reformer and writer. I believe that people know what they want. The duty of a marketing executive is that of a helpless beggar and a hopeless loafer in my view. I cannot play such role. I told him to type up my personal diaries from 2005 to 2008. He agreed to do it. We ended this casual talk by 1:30. Bala and I bought some vegetables in the Rythu Bazar there. They are selling a considerable apple for 18 rupees. It appeared as a big rate to me. I did not buy apples there for Srijana for this reason. We returned home by 2:30. It was cloudy and cool today due to depression over Bay of Bengal. Common people are being affected with cold, cough and fever due to it. Evening played shuttle badminton for two hours. Went to sleep by 10:30.

7 September (Monday)

Woke up by 6:00. By 9:40, took a bus for Journalist Colony from NGO Colony bus stop. Reached the abode of my friend Veeru by 11:30. One of his clients presented a computer system recently to him as a gift instead of paying him money for a portrait he did for him. It is good. I showed the photos and videos of my baby son Anand to him. Now he is doing a life-size portrait of Y S Rajasekhara Reddy for one of his clients in Hyderabad. This entrepreneur benefited a lot from this chief minister once. Where there is profit, there is admiration. This is the business formula of the day. Had my lunch there by 1:00. Collected three one-kilo packs of Shakti Malt powder from Veeru and paid him 300 rupees for it. His friend Radha Krishnam Raju prepares it and sends it from Eluru. Asked Veeru to lend me 10,000 rupees as early as possible. He said that he can give it by instalments. I understood that his economy is also down now. Reached Yousufguda Check Post by 2:00. Thence took a bus and reached Shivam Road by 3:15. Paid 443 rupees in the office of Muthoot Finance there towards the five-week interest for the gold loan I took out from them earlier. Returned home by 4:30. Today it rained considerably. Naren and I could not play shuttle badminton for this reason. We spent in the abode of Murali for one hour. Today it is the last day of the 33rd year of my life. Time passes like wind revealing mysteries and creating history. Went to sleep by 10:30.

8 September (Tuesday)

Woke up by 5:00. It’s my 33rd birthday today. Put on a new pair of clothes by 9:30. The maternal grandparents of Srijana presented me these cloth pieces recently formally in the naming and cradle ceremony of Anand. A barber gave me a very short and ugly haircut recently. He ruined my handsomeness on this birthday. My mother-in-law prepared a sweet with rice flour, sugar and water on this occasion. Some of my relatives wished me on this occasion over phone. Naren and I saw the Telugu film “Josh” of Naga Chaitanya in cinema Sampoorna from 3:00 to 6:00. This is the debut film of the eldest son of Telugu film actor Nagarjuna. It is an interesting film with a suitable story for this handsome guy. We enjoyed watching this film throughout. I bought three kilos of onions and one kilo of garlic in the Rythu Bazar there. We returned home by 6:30. By 6:45, Srijana, my cousin Bala and I took the first dose of Hepatitis B vaccine in the community hall of Self Finance Colony. This vaccine was manufactured by Bharat Biotech in Hyderabad. We paid 100 rupees for each dose (one millilitre) of this vaccine. The folks of Aadharana Seva Samithi and the Lions Club of Hyderabad are sponsoring this social service program. We have to get the remaining two doses of this vaccine in the coming two months. Today it rained a little and made it cool. Morning took the video of Anand, when he was getting bathed by Srijana. Earlier also I took many photos and videos of Anand with the digital camera of my cousin Kiran. Had my supper by 8:00. Went to sleep by 10:00.

9 September (Wednesday)

Woke up by 6:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 6:30. By 8:45, met Dr Raghavendra Deshmukh in his clinic. Asked for his advice on whether I should get my baby Anand vaccinated by a doctor outside or in a government hospital. He advised me to get it done in the government hospital at Vanasthalipuram. He said that the Government of India has been serving poor Indians kindly and commendably for the last 50 years through free vaccination for all children to eradicate many fatal health disorders and infections. I liked his character and ethics as a doctor. India needs such great doctors now. By 11:00, my cousin Naren and I took a bus at NGO Colony bus stop to KPHB Colony. We reached there by 1:00. Thence we took another bus and reached the rented abode of Anantha Varma in Beeramguda by 1:30. Naren decided to stay there and prepare well for his GATE. Recently my cousin Sirisha went to the house of her parents in village Durgada considering her advanced stage of pregnancy. She needs the care of her mother now. Naren can find silence here, most of the time, to concentrate on his preparation. Anantha Varma would be in his office from 9:30 to 4:30. He gave one pair of readymade clothes and a cap for baby Anand. Returned home by 6:30. My brother Sambha told me over phone that he would give me five lakh rupees in a month’s time. He did not like my idea of making paper plates for my living. I got an opportunity to prove myself as a writer. I am happy at this development. Went to sleep by 10:30.

10 September (Thursday)

Woke up by 6:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 6:30. Went to a nearby Internet café and got the photos and videos of Anand written to a DVD from the digital camera of Kiran. He charged 40 rupees for this work. My cousin Naren came by 10:30. We spent talking for some time. He left for Beeramguda by 2:00 by a bus from NGO Colony bus stop. I am missing his presence here. I am a depot of people. I enjoy the company of disciplined, cultured and sensitive people. My cousin Narendra Varma is one of the great citizens of India now. Went to a nearby Internet café by 3:15 and spent there till 5:15. Typed out a blog titled “Update” and posted it on my blog site. I wrote about the recent happenings and my observations in it. Evening played shuttle badminton in the Vallabhai Patel playground with my cousin Bala. My right arm started aching soon due to much pressure on it. Recently differences and clashes developed between my maternal uncles Krishnam Raju and Appala Narasimha Raju (Varma). Krishnam Raju decided to sell his one acre of farmland and his portion of the house. My maternal aunt Satyavati appears to be selfish to me in this regard. She provided food to her elder brother Krishnam Raju for about two years thinking that he would give his farmland and his portion of the house also to her grandson Vinay, the son of her son-in-law Varma, the brother of Krishnam Raju. It is the mentality of a businessperson. Also she developed hatred for her younger sister Raja Kumari because she encouraged her brother Krishnam Raju to sell his assets and live happily. Went to sleep by 10:30.

11 September (Friday)

Woke up by 6:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Went to NGO Colony bus stop and received my friend Sriram. Today the folks of APSRTC started plying a Volvo AC bus from NGO Colony to Serilingampally. I saw it. A bus conductor there told me that it may cost about 10 lakh rupees. One has to pay a fare of 66 rupees to travel in it from its starting point to the end. It is fair. Talked with Sriram from 11:00 to 11:45 in my abode. Gave him my personal diaries from 2005 to 2008 and told him to type them up on his computer. I offered to pay him 1500 rupees for each diary he types up. He wanted 2000 rupees. I agreed to it. He should enjoy this work. He does not know the value of my personal diaries but he knows the value of money in his life. Took him to a nearby Internet café by 12:00. Downloaded the soft copy of my edited personal diary of 2002 and emailed it to him. He has to use it as a guide on how to type up and organize the text of these four diaries. He said that he can complete this typing work by the end of this year. Saw him off at NGO Colony bus stop by 1:30. Now my brother Sambha is suffering from backache and fever. His lifestyle made him so. He eats fatty foods. He does not do exercise. So, he turned fat in course of time. He does not follow my advice. Indiscipline and lack of vision lead one towards repentance in many cases. He does not like to consult a doctor because he is not ready to change. He is scared of having injections. Went to sleep by 11:00.

12 September (Saturday)

Woke up by 6:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Spent all the day within Vanasthalipuram. I add jaggery to Shakti Malt porridge for taste and iron. Now they are selling one kilo of quality jaggery for 42 rupees. Common people cannot afford it now. By 9:30 Srijana and her mother took Anand to the government hospital in Vanasthalipuram. I followed their auto rickshaw on bicycle. It is a 60 bedded area hospital. Srijana stood in the queue at the outpatient counter and got a slip written paying her two rupees. Then we took Anand to Room No. 6. A doctor checked him and advised us to take him to Room No. 15 for vaccination. The nurse there gave him the second dose of oral polio drops, the first dose of DPT and the second dose of Hepatitis B vaccine. He cried for two minutes after having these two injections on his thighs. They told us that the baby may get fever due to the DPT injection. They gave a tablet for it. It must be made into four equal pieces and given to Anand for two days. I found these doctors and nurses careless and impatient towards their patients. I did not like their attitude and behavior toward these helpless people. Srijana, Anand and my mother-in-law returned home by 10:30. Today I knew that the name of the father of my cousin Murali and Bala is Satya Narayana Raju, not Narayana Murthy Raju. Spent talking with him from 10:30 to 1:30 in their rented abode. He told me about his angry and careless behavior with many once. Now he changed a lot because he has neither money nor energy. I like him. Went to sleep by 10:30.

13 September (Sunday)

Woke up by 6:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Evening played shuttle badminton with my cousin Bala in our nearby Vallabhai Patel playground. My knee joints are aching. I am feeling weak. I am happy to know that Srijana and Anand are in a comfortable portion of house now. Till recently, I bought a litre of fresh buffalo milk from a nearby seller, going there on bicycle, every morning. Srijana told me to buy half a litre of milk only, to save money, considering our present financial position. She is having a balanced diet suggested by her maternal grandmother. Her mother is daily washing about 20 items of clothes soiled by baby Anand. She would have tea every morning. She feels nervous if she does not have that dose of tea. It is her only bad habit. She plays cards with her daughter now and then. Anand is having enough breast milk from his mother. He gained considerable fat around his bones during the last month. He is becoming cute day by day. He is looking more handsome in pink, blue and white clothes. I often put my tongue in his mouth to express my crazy love for him. I gently kiss on his cheeks to express my affection for him. I become furious if he cries continuously during late night hours. I am enjoying his presence and innocence. I am taking his photos and videos with the digital camera of my cousin Kiran. Srijana becomes furious with me if I get into mischief with him. He is our darling. Went to sleep by 11:00.

14 September (Monday)

Woke up by 6:00. Had two glasses of Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Our domestic HP LPG cylinder got emptied by 7:30 when milk was being boiled on the stove. We all moved to the rented abode of my cousin Murali by 10:00. Srijana bathed Anand there with lukewarm water. We prepared our lunch and supper there. We watched television there for some time. We called up the rogues at Vanasthali Gas Service thrice and informed them about the urgency of an LPG cylinder to us. We kept waiting for it throughout the day. Rushed to their outlet near Panama Godowns and met those rogues. I went there on bicycle. I wore an ugly look due to my worn-out clothes. They replied me casually and carelessly. They infuriated me. I did not set fire to their office because I am not a terrorist or naxalite. Rushed back to an Internet café and opened the website of HPCL. Typed a complaint into the online form given there and submitted it for their consideration. I infused fire and frustration into these words. The dirty dog running this HP outlet must learn lessons. My uncle Narayana Murthy booked a domestic cylinder five days ago. He went there and requested them to supply a cylinder to them fast. They did not mind it. They took my cylinder, which was booked and received earlier by me in my account. So, I have to take their cylinder, which was booked there recently. These nasty LPG distributors sell domestic cylinders to the folks of shops and hotels at profitable rates. They buy dealership rights to earn more money doing business illegally and immorally. Went to sleep by 10:30.

15 September (Tuesday)

Woke up by 6:00. Spent most of the day at the rented abode of my cousin Murali waiting for the supply of an LPG cylinder to them. At a stage, my uncle Narayana Murthy Raju was very much frustrated and infuriated with the negligence of the staff at Vanasthali Gas Service. He shouted at a female staff member, over my cellphone, when she talked carelessly with him about delivery of gas cylinder this afternoon. I took up this case and talked with her over phone by 4:00. She gave me the cellphone number of their delivery agent of NGO Colony area. I moved through this colony for five minutes on bicycle to find out the cylinder delivery vehicle of this agent. I could not find him. Kept in touch with him calling him twice from my cellphone. He came here by 4:50 and delivered a cylinder taking 315 rupees from my uncle. I brought it to my abode by 5:00 on bicycle. I felt relieved. This is the story of a common man in India with one domestic LPG cylinder facility. My uncle Narayana Murthy, his younger son Bala and I talked about spiritualism and social reformation from 5:30 to 8:30. They said that writers cannot change a society but spiritual masters like Meher Baba and Rajagopalachari of Shri Ramchandra Mission can do it. My friend and Meher Baba devotee Murali talked with us about it from Visakhapatnam over phone when we asked him for his opinion on it. He said that spiritual masters can change this world at will. They create the necessary environment and resources for it. Went to sleep by 10:30.

16 September (Wednesday)

Woke up by 6:00. Had two glasses of Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. My uncle Narayana Murthy and I went to cinema Sampoorna by 11:10. I bought two tickets for 100 rupees. There was still 30 minutes’ time at our disposal. Bought four kinds of vegetables in the Rythu Bazar there and rushed back to my abode on bicycle. Gave these vegetables at home and rushed back to cinema Sampoorna. We saw the Telugu film “Shankham” of Gopichand and Trisha from 12:00 to 2:45 in it. I enjoyed watching it throughout. However, I found some scenes and dialogues objectionable in it. We returned home by 3:00 on bicycle. Took a bath and had my lunch by 3:30. Walked to NGO Colony bus stop by 3:45. My wife and her mother dusted parts of our house portion today and made it tidy. They arranged things well even in the kitchen. I found their work good and appreciable. Reached Rethifile bus stand in Secunderabad by 5:30. My relatives already got off a train and were waiting for me on platform 3. Rajeshwari, the mother of my cousin Murali, his paternal grandmother Varahaalamma, Srijana’s relatives Satya Venu and Jagadiswari came from Gollalagunta taking a train from Samalkot Junction railway station. I helped them carrying part of their luggage up to Rethifile bus stand along with them. Thence we took a 1 V route bus by 6:00 and reached our rented abodes at Self Finance Colony in Vanasthalipuram by 7:50. This morning I took 10 tablets from the government homeopathy hospital in Vanasthalipuram for preventive care against Swine Flu. Srijana, her mother, Anand and I had them according to the advice of those doctors. Went to sleep by 10:30.

17 September (Thursday)

Woke up by 6:00. Satya Venu, Jagadiswari, baby Sai Lakshmi and I reached NGO Colony bus stop by 8:00. We took an AC bus bound to Serilingampally. We bought three tickets for 90 rupees for Khairathabad. Baby Sai Lakshmi recently entered her second year. I enjoyed this bus journey throughout. The transparent window glasses allow passengers to see the city well. Compared with the cost, cheating and strain involved in the private vehicle travel in twin cities, this APSRTC bus travel is safer, affordable and comfortable. They play Telugu cine songs for entertainment. We got off it at Khairathabad by 9:00. Thence we hired an auto rickshaw to the CARE Hospital at Banjara Hills for 25 rupees. Dr Soma Raju examined the health status and medical reports of Jagadiswari by 10:30. She felt happy. We returned to Khairatabad bus stop by 11:00. I stood in the queue at Khairathabad railway station for one hour and bought two reservation tickets for them to Janmabhoomi Express for tomorrow. They forgot taking the prescription sheet from the medical store in the CARE Hospital after collecting their tablets. I went there in an auto rickshaw and brought it back by 12:30. Then we took a city bus there and reached my abode by 2:00. Evening Jagadiswari bought two lady handbags for 300 rupees in a store by main road. Srijana and I accompanied her. Satya Venu and I spent at the abode of my cousin Murali from 6:00 to 6:30 talking with them. Went to sleep by 10:30.

18 September (Friday)

Woke up by 4:00. Freshened up myself by 5:00. Satya Venu, Jagadiswari, Sai Lakshmi and I took a city bus at NGO Colony bus stop by 5:20. We got off it at Rethifile bus stand in Secunderabad by 6:15. They got some breakfast items packed for them at an eatery by main road there. They bought a dozen bananas also there for 22 rupees. They have Lemon Rice, prepared in my abode, for their lunch in train. They took Janmabhoomi Express by 6:40. I bade them farewell. Took a bus at Rethifile bus stand and returned home by 8:15. By 10:30, bought 250 grams of goat meat for 75 rupees at a nearby outlet for Srijana. He cut it into many pieces on my request. Srijana’s mother cooks it adding much oil and garlic to it. It is meant for improving fat in the body of Srijana, which she might have lost because of her recent pregnancy and delivery. She is drinking lukewarm buffalo milk every day to improve her breast milk for baby Anand. Went to the abode of my cousin Murali by 11:00. J S R Sharma, the manager of Vanasthali Gas Service outlet, near Panama Godowns, came here by 11:15. The folks of HPCL would have informed him to meet me, in response to the complaint I sent to them recently, against him, through their website. He talked nonsense with me to somehow justify his poor service to my uncle Narayana Murthy Raju recently, in supplying an LPG cylinder. Many Indians justify their mistakes and demerits instead of changing their nasty attitudes and improving the quality of their work or service. I did not argue with him. I did not like to hurt his ego, telling him to change to the better. He is one of the decent hypocrites of India. Varahaalamma, the youngest sister of my paternal grandfather Thammi Raju, spent in my abode for 10 minutes in the evening. Went to sleep by 10:00.

19 September (Saturday)

Woke up by 4:00. Varahaalamma and I went to NGO Colony bus stop by 7:00. We took a bus by 7:20 and got off it at RTC Crossroads by 8:00. Thence we walked a little and reached the rented abode of my cousin Kiran opposite the office building of EMRI. Varahaalamma is the younger paternal grandmother of Kiran. She spent talking with him and his wife for 40 minutes. Kiran gave her some money. Thence we took two buses and reached the ashram of Shri Ramchandra Mission at village Thumukunta by 10:30. A satsang was going on when we entered it. She put her luggage in a corner of a tent there and reserved her spot of temporary stay. Their spiritual master Rajagopalachari is coming this afternoon to stay here for three days. It is estimated that about 5000 followers of Sahaj Marg would attend this get-together to seek the blessings of their master. Tents and other arrangements were made to this extent. Took two buses and returned home by 2:00. Evening my brother Sambha called me and told me that he is unable to mobilize the five lakh rupees, which he promised to give me recently. He gave unbelievable reasons for it. I did not like his attitude in this regard. I pardoned him internally. He cannot reach my level of thoughts, idealism and vision. Night talked with my mother over phone. She is disturbed about my being jobless for long and need of money to run my family unit. I told her that I want to write books and live as a writer. She advised me to sell my mango farm in Gollalagunta for it. Went to sleep by 11:00.

20 September (Sunday)

Woke up by 6:00. By 3:30, Srijana and I went out to buy body care products for our baby Anand. She bought body oil, hair oil and body cream of Johnson & Johnson for him. When we were walking back to home, I observed two guys going on a bike from before us, staring at Srijana, without caring for me walking beside her. Their gesture of attention toward her infuriated me. I continued looking at them even when they moved past us. We should not stare at unfamiliar girls and women, in public places, in conservative societies of the world. I could not distinguish their looks between admiration of beauty and instincts of lust. Sensitive and disciplined persons may glance at unfamiliar beauties. If I had authority, I would have shot them on the spot. Innocent beauties fear to move freely in insecure countries like India. I managed to control my fury when we were moving away from them. Srijana was not aware of this event. My friend Krishna Varma came to my abode by 4:00 from Rudraram. He bought and brought seven oranges, three apples and one pineapple for Srijana. They cost him about 100 rupees. We had Shakti Malt porridge by 4:15. We went to Vallabhai Patel playground by 5:30. We played shuttle badminton there till 6:30 with two other familiar boys. The new shuttlecock, which I bought for 13 rupees this afternoon, turned useless after our play with it for one hour. This is how many do businesses in India now. Went to sleep by 10:30 for my dreams.

21 September (Monday)

Woke up by 6:00. Krishna Varma and I spent at home till 12:00. His marriage became an issue to his parents. His monthly earnings, as a casual worker at Vijai Electricals, is about 7000 rupees. No Kshatriya girl finds him interesting to marry in our region. Eighty percent of Indian parents think like businessmen when getting ready to get their children married. By 11:30, my paternal uncle Narasimha Murthy called me up from our house in Peda Gummuluru. My brothers Srinivas and Sambha, my father and he discussed the point of selling one acre of my mango farm in Gollalagunta for giving me money. They agreed to do it. My father wants me to sign a legal document stating that I won’t sell any of his property, which is in my name, thereafter. I found this idea unethical. An Indian father should not treat his disciplined and cultured son that way. I told him that I am ready to sign such legal document. An intellectual, dreamer and idealist would be considered as an idiot and beggar if he approaches wrong people for money to reach his goals. My elders are 100% against the idea of my goal to live by writing. I only believe in my abilities now. I should challenge and change this world with my words. I am lonely now in this journey. There will be many around me in future. My friend Krishna Varma and I saw the Telugu film “Baanam” in cinema Mayuri from 2:00 to 4:30. It is a very dull film. My friend left for Rudraram from here. Returned home by 5:30 by bus. Went to sleep by 10:30.

22 September (Tuesday)

Woke up by 6:00. Spent all the day within Vanasthalipuram. The efforts I made to get money to publish my first book showed me the typical Indian mentality. My teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju proved himself as an opportunist, hypocrite and escapist. He would have thought that helping me financially does not benefit him at all. He buys agricultural lands for his three sons with the money they send doing jobs. He did not give enough money even to his father when the latter was alive. He values money more than anything else in this world. My paternal uncles too remained silent. They are also businessmen. My brothers did not take me as a sensible fellow when I asked them for money to publish my books. I had to fight with my father for about six months to get the required money for it. Telugu writer Yandamoori Veerendranath talked with me like a rogue when I consulted him over phone. Entrepreneur Ramoji Rao did not even acknowledge my letter to him. Telugu film producer Nagendra Babu did not reply to my letter, which I gave to one of his staff members in his office. I was treated like a beggar when I tried to meet a Kshatriya fellow in their office at Nallakunta. The one and only person that encouraged me is advocate C S N Raju of Cyberabad Legal Services. He tried to find sponsors for the publication of all my 12 books but circumstances did not favor him. Indians don’t find reasons to love others but chances to insult and cheat them. Went to sleep by 11:30.

23 September (Wednesday)

Woke up by 6:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. By 10:00 took a bus to Secunderabad. Thence took another bus and reached Kandla Koya by 11:30. Santosh Varma came here on a bicycle to take me home. I rode it. Jagannaadha Raju, the paternal uncle of Srijana, spent talking with me for 10 minutes. He is busy supervising the construction work of warehouses here. They will lease them out to big companies. Had my lunch by 12:30. Their two children are at school now. The elder one is 14 now. He is in his eighth standard at St. Claret High School. The younger one is in his fourth standard. He is studying at a nearby mediocre private school. Anybody with a little money can start an English medium school now to earn money exploiting foolish parents of children. Now educational institutions are in the hands of businessmen, not academicians or idealists. Corrupt governments are encouraging private education. I told these two boys how to be good students. I explained them the need of good habits to be balanced and happy always. I shared my knowledge with them about the present educational system, governments, bad foods in market and the need of discipline in one’s life. They listened to me attentively. They expressed their willingness to follow my suggestions. Srijana’s aunt gave me 60 eggs and 10 fresh corncobs to take home. Took two buses and returned home by 6:30. Went to sleep by 10:30.

24 September (Thursday)

Woke up by 6:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. My uncle Narayana Murthy and I spent talking in my abode from 9:30 to 11:30. He told me about the money distributed to the voters during the recent election to the legislative assembly of Andhra Pradesh. His stepbrother Venkata Rama Raju worked for the contestant of the TDP from Jaggampeta constituency. This young fellow spent about five crore rupees to attract voters. Providing tasty food and alcohol to their prospective voters is part of this game. They distribute money two or three days before the polling date. The TDP chief Chandra Babu Naidu sent money to his partymen through banks. The ruling Congress Party did it more bravely. Lok Satta and some other political parties did not resort to such corrupt practices. My uncle is a teacher. He often talks about values and standards with others. He supported a dirty rogue in this election minding his benefits. Now democracy is in the hands of corrupt and immoral political leaders and selfish and foolish voters in this nation. My baby Anand fell down from his cradle by 12:30. He cried for some time. He was not injured. It is believed that God protects such tender babies from such accidents. Spent in a nearby Internet café from 3:30 to 5:30. Sent an email to Mike H Pandey, a filmmaker and conservationist based in New Delhi. Recently I listened to his interview on Delhi radio station. He is one of the great Indians living now. Also typed out a little about him and posted this blog titled “The Savior and Guide” on my blog site. Went to sleep by 10:30.

25 September (Thursday)

Woke up by 6:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. This morning Srijana put on a new pair of readymade clothes to Anand. He entered his third month today. He is smiling at our signs, making little sounds with his mouth and playing moving hands and legs. Srijana fed him a little amount of juice of Tulsi leaves to enrich his immunity against the atmosphere of Swine Flu. He  found it bitter and avoidable. He is growing well. Took two buses and reached the abode of Madhavi at Ashok Nagar by 12:30. Had my lunch by 1:30. Sushma and Sunil got ready by 2:00. We three took two buses and reached my abode by 4:30. Now they have Dasara holidays. They like to spend with us for some days. Srijana enjoys their presence here. From 5:30 to 6:30 played shuttle badminton with my cousin Bala and his father Narayana Murthy. Today my cousins Vasu (working with a Vedanta firm in Orissa) and Hari (of Durgada) expressed their interest to buy my one acre of mango farm, which is for sale. I discouraged them from this idea. They have no money now. They have to borrow a lot of money from banks depending on their present jobs. My mango farm does not give much money to them every year in the form of its seasonal crop. Agriculture is not a reliable source of income now. Future is uncertain. They liked my advice and withdrew themselves from this idea. I like to see them being happy always. My cousin Narendra Varma came here by 8:30. He came from Gollalagunta. Recently he went there to see his brother Vasu. Vasu bought a new Hero Honda bike for his father. Went to sleep by 10:00.

26 September (Saturday)

Woke up by 6:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Afternoon I found Sunil having his lunch sitting on a cot in our abode. I advised him to sit on the floor and eat it. He is about 15. Morning Srijana heated water on our gas stove for him to bath. She said that he bathes with hot water only. I consider it as a bad habit. One should learn to live with what nature provides. I told Srijana and Sunil to develop good habits. Our presence and behavior should be acceptable and appreciable to good people also around us. A cot is meant to rest or sleep. We should not misuse energy like petrol and gas to satisfy our bad habits. I advised Srijana to this extent. She got furious with me and threw some rough words at me. She is an adamant child at heart. This is how parents are bringing up their children now in many families. They are providing their children with whatever they demand. Their aim is to keep their children comfortable and happy always at any cost. It is a very bad trend. It ruins the lives of many children of this generation. Such children cannot accept criticism from others, even if it is aimed at their reformation. They don’t like to change to the better, at the cost of their unconditional and unlimited liberty and enjoyment. They become lazy, worthless, frustrated and perverted in the process. Ninety percent of youth in India now, who admire cricket players and politicians, belong to this race. They commit suicides if burdened with unbearable pains and unforeseen dangers. Evening played shuttle badminton for two hours. Went to sleep by 10:30.

27 September (Sunday)

Woke up by 6:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Morning Srijana and her cousins played cards. My cousin Naren and they took a bus to Serilingampally by 2:00 at NGO Colony bus stop. Spent talking with my uncle Narayana Murthy in their abode from 4:30 to 7:30. He blamed me for encouraging my maternal uncle Krishnam Raju to sell his one acre of mango farm in Gollalagunta along with mine. He said that anybody, who sold his agricultural land without a pressing need, never lived happily thereafter. He gave me some examples to this effect. He also said that Krishnam Raju does not know the value of money. I did not like to argue with him. I know that Krishnam Raju has no money to meet his minimum needs also now. He will be happy when he has more money than required. I think that it would be possible only when he sells his mango farm and deposit that money in a post office or bank for monthly interest. We should not suffer now visualizing a bad future. We should have self-confidence and self-respect to take innovative and bold decisions even when many are criticizing our views and plans. Success without risk cannot be an enjoyable achievement for real heroes in this world. Ninety percent of Indians think and behave like sheep, donkeys and monkeys. They shun rationality and unity during a crisis. They are opportunists to the core. Went to sleep by 10:00.

28 September (Monday)

Woke up by 6:00. Spent most of the day at home. Evening played shuttle badminton with my cousin Bala in Vallabhai Patel playground. Hindus celebrated Vijaya Dasami today. Srijana told me to take a head bath to go to temple. I avoided it. I accompanied her to the temple of Uma Ramalingeswara Swamy, which is a little away from our abode. They put an idol of Goddess Durga there to worship Her specially on this occasion. Some female devotees were chanting mantras. Srijana broke a coconut there and walked around this temple thrice, worshipping this Goddess. She worshipped even other deities in this small temple complex. I dropped a 10-rupee note in the money collection box at the abode of Lord Krishna. I am losing respect for Hindus and Hindu temples observing the sins and crimes they are committing outside. They are acting well before these deities in temples. Girls and boys are indulging in unethical relationships at schools, colleges and universities. Wives and husbands don’t trust each other. Corporate companies are looting public every day and night. Corrupt governments are promoting such firms, products and services. Many Indian Hindu temples are run and frequented by hypocrites, criminals and sinners now. Very few Hindus know the essence of religion and spiritualism now. They follow some cults and religions to satisfy their ignorance and stupidity. Religion is a sphere of attractive acts and stupid beliefs now. It is not improving the attitudes and characters of people. India is the best country for liars and cheats now to live and enjoy. Went to sleep by 10:00.

29 September (Tuesday)

Woke up by 6:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Went to the Reliance Communications outlet at Red Tank by 10:30 on bicycle and paid 567 rupees towards my monthly cellphone bill. Bought vegetables and some other items for 100 rupees in Rythu Bazar. Rested at home for one hour. Spent in a nearby Internet café from 2:00 to 3:00. Mike Pandey replied me. I acknowledged it. Posted a blog titled “Mike Pandey-Chiranjeevi” on my blog site with the email communication we had recently. Srijana, her mother, Anand and I went to the abode of my cousin Murali by 3:30. We took photos there with the digital camera of my cousin Kiran. It was cloudy, cool and rainy today. We enjoyed this kind spell of Mother Nature. Played shuttle badminton for 10 minutes in the evening. Rain drove us away from Vallabhai Patel playground by 5:30. Srijana asked me to buy a refrigerator for us after I get money from the sale of my father’s mango farm. I explained her why we don’t need it now. We have very few items, which we need to keep in it. I am a parasite now, depending on the money of my father. I have no moral right to enjoy luxuries spending his hard-earned money. I will buy some items of her choice when I earn money as a writer. Took the photos of Srijana in different hairstyles and with the glasses of her mother. She is a beauty. I have to vitalize her with my love and care for her. Went to sleep by 10:30.

30 September (Wednesday)

Woke up by 5:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. It was cool and rainy today. By 11:45 went to cinema Sampoorna on bicycle. Bought a ticket for 50 rupees. Saw the Telugu film “Ganesh” of Ram and Kajal Agarwal in it. It has a good love story. I enjoyed watching this film throughout. It is one of the good and energizing films I have seen. Returned home by 3:10. Evening asked my maternal uncle Krishnam Raju about the progress in the sale of our two acres of mango farm. He told about four enthusiasts about it. Now there is no real estate boom. Peasant farmers living in and around Gollalagunta have no much money with them. Rich people don’t have interest in two acres of farmland. Cunning opportunists wait more time to make a helpless seller come down from his desired rate of land. We find such atmosphere in the business of immovable property. The nature and the qualities of a seller also matter in this field. My uncle is a physically disabled bachelor with unreliable friends and relatives. Potential buyers may take advantage of this drawback in him. I am also in dire need of money now to clear my debts and publish my first book. I will be very happy if I can get six lakh rupees from this sale. Some are asking it for five lakhs now. They try to test us to the best possible extent, assessing our helplessness and vulnerability now. My father or brothers have no interest in speeding up this land sale process applying their knowledge and intelligence. They don’t care about my needs and burdens because I look like a helpless and worthless creature to them now. Went to sleep by 11:00.

1 October (Thursday)

Woke up by 5:00. My brother-in-law Vamsy came by 7:30. He brought vegetables, lemons and wheat grain from Viswanadhapuram for us. He took Ayurvedic medicine to get rid of jaundice. Dasara holidays related to his ITI are over. Morning my cousin Kiran called me up and told me to bring his Sony digital camera. From 10:00 to 12:00 took about 50 photos of Srijana and me. She wore a green Ghagra Choli and struck poses for the camera. She looked beautiful in it. Her mother took our couple photos. My wet hair made me look ugly. Morning I took a head bath. Went to a nearby Internet café and got these photos and videos written to a DVD from this Sony digital camera. We have six DVDs by now with the photos and videos of our baby Anand and others. From 12:30 to 1:30 Srijana spent talking with a woman, who is living in a nearby house portion on our street. They want to be friends. I did not interfere in their casual talk. She has two baby daughters. She likes baby boys. She enjoyed the play of Anand. My uncle Narayana Murthy and I reached the abode of Kiran near cinema Sapthagiri at RTC Crossroads by 4:30. He or his wife was not there. Kiran informed me over phone to give it to the watchman there. We bought a sprout maker at Vijaya Enterprises store there for 190 rupees. Bala wants it. We returned home by 5:15. Watched the telecast “Earth Matters” on National Doordarshan channel from 7:30 to 8:00. Mike Pandey anchored it. The issue of global warming was discussed in it. Very few watch this channel being owned and run by the Government of India. Private television channels outdid these government channels long ago. Borrowed 10,000 rupees from my cousin Murali by 9:00. Paid 4100 rupees to my house owner by 9:10 towards my two-bedroomed portion rent and water bill for the last month. It was cool and cloudy today. Went to sleep by 10:00.

2 October (Friday)

Woke up by 6:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. By 11:30 went to the ATM Centre of Axis Bank near Red Water Tank and deposited 3000 rupees into my account through an envelope. There is no even minimum balance in this account now. By 12:00, my uncle Narayana Murthy and I went to NGO Colony bus stop. We took a bus by 12:30 and reached Rethifile bus stand in Secunderabad by 1:50. Thence we walked and reached Hari Hara Kala Bhavan at Patny Centre by 2:15. My cousin Bala and I decided earlier to come here today. His father and a colleague also came here. It is the birth anniversary of Mahatma Gandhi today. Some freedom fighters and the related people talked about Gandhi for half an hour. Then they screened the Telugu version of the English feature film “Gandhi”, which was directed by Richard Samuel Attenborough. Before screening this film, Akkineni Kutumba Rao talked about the making of this film in Telugu and how badly it was received in Andhra Pradesh. Famous Telugu woman writer Olga (P Lalita Kumari) wrote the dialogues in Telugu for this film working hard on it for 75 days. The producer had to hire cinemas to show this film. There were no many viewers to see this film in cinemas. Today also there were about 100 viewers only for this free show of the film. Even one politician did not attend this program. I found the main artistes and their acting amazing in this film. They screened it from 3:30 to 6:30. Now politicians and other celebrities are using Mahatma Gandhi to get political power and fame. The creatures of Congress Party are the worst ones in this scenario. Sonia does not deserve Gandhi in her name. Went to sleep by 10:30.

3 October (Saturday)

Woke up by 5:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Took two buses and reached Shivam Road by 11:30. Paid 249 rupees in the branch office of Muthoot Finance there towards the monthly  interest for the gold loan I took out earlier from them. Spent at Global View Internet café from 12:00 to 2:30. Typed out a four-page letter and emailed it to the id of the folks of the National Doordarshan channel. It is my comprehensive comment on their weekly telecast named “Earth Matters”, which I watched last Thursday night. I received an acknowledgement with some useful words of Mike H Pandey. I thought it reaches the folks of Doordarshan in New Delhi. This letter is a savage satire on democracy in India, cricket, youth, celebrities and corporate companies. Mike Pandey finds me as an angry Indian in this letter. I criticized the present voters and rulers for what India is now. Posted this letter on my blog site. Educated Indians should know how India is now and how it will be in near future if they remain careless as citizens of this nation. Had two samosaas there and took a bus. When nearing Dilsukh Nagar, I remembered that I forgot my umbrella in the office of Muthoot Finance or the Internet café there. When I reached NGO Colony bus stop, it was raining. Sat in this bus for 20 minutes. Then walked in the drizzle and bought a yellow umbrella at a store for 70 rupees. Night listened to radio for 30 minutes. It was cloudy and cool outside. Went to sleep by 10:00.

4 October (Sunday)

Woke up by 4:00. Freshened up myself by 4:50. Had a glass of sugar added lemon water. My mother-in-law prepared two items of wet black gram bread for me to have in the train. Srijana put a two-litre water bottle in my bag. Reached NGO Colony bus stop by 5:15 on foot. My uncle Narayana Murthy also reached there in a short while. We two took a 1 V route bus by 5:20. We reached Rethifile bus stand in Secunderabad by 6:15. Thence we walked into Secunderabad railway station and took Janmabhoomi Express. It was thickly packed with passengers. My uncle could get a wooden seat in a general coach of it. I had the food, which was packed at home, in the morning and afternoon for my breakfast and lunch. This train crossed the Prakasham Barrage at Vijayawada around 2:00. The River Krishna was flowing with floodwater at dangerous level. A severe cyclone ravaged Kurnool, Mehaboobnagar and parts of Guntur district in Andhra Pradesh. Floodwater ruined crops and lives in many parts of this state. It is a natural calamity. The economy of Andhra Pradesh is very down now. It may collapse at anytime. Mother Nature added fuel to this economic crisis. I welcome this development caused by man and nature. Social reformation becomes easy when many are broken and gloomy due to their ignorance and blindness. Then only they look for the guidance of visionaries and idealists. This train reached Samalkot Junction station by 5:05. We reached Gollalagunta by 7:30. Went to sleep by 10:30.

5 October (Monday)

Woke up by 5:00. By 8:00, my maternal uncle Krishnam Raju and I went to the house of Datla Surya Narayana Raju in village Gurrampalem. He is our facilitator in selling our two acres of mango farm to a doctor in Visakhapatnam, who has about 18 acres of mango farm beside ours. He is earning a lot. He is interested in buying our mango farms. We spent talking with Surya Narayana Raju here for half an hour. We explained him the factors, which compelled us to sell this farmland now. I told him to speed up this sale process. He told us that he would try to sell each acre of mango farm for six lakh rupees. My uncle went back to Gollalagunta. Went to the house of my teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju in Jaggampeta by 9:30. Spent talking with him for two hours. We discussed the present politics and our domestic affairs. He distanced himself from many of his close relatives on false grounds. He expects others to take initiative to become his relatives and continue it. He told me about some concepts, which are hard to adhere to in reality. By 12:30, reached the house of the maternal grandparents of my sister-in-law Sandhya Rani in village Molleru Mallavaram. Spent talking with them till 4:00. Returned to Gollalagunta by 6:00. Night spent talking with my maternal aunt Satyavati and others at their house. They explained me the causes and effects of their clashes with my maternal aunt Raja Kumari and my uncle Sagiraju Rama Raju. I found their version of the issue right. I am unable to find truth from their version of case presentation and related justification. Went to sleep by 10:45.

6 October (Tuesday)

Woke up by 6:00. Now my uncle Sagiraju Rama Raju is involved in the work of getting a small iron gate fitted at the eastern side entrance of their house by a mason and workers of this village. They already built a compound wall around their house. They constructed this house about 20 years ago with clay and tiles. This morning my maternal aunt Raja Kumari offered breakfast, papaya fruit and sweet buffalo milk cheese to me. Spent talking with my maternal uncle Varma, my cousin Anantha Lakshmi and my maternal aunt Satyavati from 10:00 to 12:00. My casual talk was aimed at reforming them in some aspects of their lives. Anantha Lakshmi offered me lunch by 12:30. My uncle Varma and I reached the Kirana shop of Soorayya by 1:45 on his bicycle. Thence took a sharing auto rickshaw and reached Jaggampeta by 2:10. Thence took an Express bus and reached Tuni by 4:10. Thence hired a rickshaw and reached the rented abode of Rama Sekhara Raju, the maternal uncle of Srijana, by 4:30. Took the eight birth certificates of my son Anand from him. He and I reached the house of my brother Sambha in Peda Gummuluru by 7:00 on his bike. In fact, I recently decided not to come to this village at all. Now my brother Sambha and his wife Kranti are suffering from Chikungunya fever. I did not pity them. I don’t like their habits and lifestyles. They gave me three kilos of fresh groundnuts. My brother Sambha harvested this crop recently in his agricultural farm in village Tangedu. Srijana’s uncle and I returned to his abode in Tuni by 8:30 on his bike. His wife Revathi prepared prawn curry for our supper. I think I had this curry for the first time. Went to sleep by 10:30.

7 October (Wednesday)

Woke up by 4:00. Freshened up myself by 5:10. Revathi prepared and packed Vegetable Biryani for my breakfast and lunch today. Rama Sekhara Raju dropped me at Tuni railway station by 6:45 on his bike. Srijana’s maternal grandmother packed some vegetables for us in Hyderabad. I had two bags of luggage with me. My father-in-law Rama Raju brought a bag of luggage on his bike from K O Mallavaram. He packed some vegetables and 10 kilos of wheat grain in a sack. It weighs about 20 kilograms. Gave him 600 rupees. He will buy palm oil for 500 rupees at the ration depot in his village for us in Hyderabad. Talked with him for 30 minutes. Janmabhoomi Express arrived by 7:30. Took my cushion seat 82 in the reservation coach D 5. I saw about 100 beggars in this coach during my 12-hour journey. This is the state of bloody India. Vendors are cheating helpless passengers on the other hand. Tea and coffee vendors are cheating the best. They sell a little cup of worthless tea for five rupees. One has to take this item to a laboratory to check if there is milk at all in it. They did not fill enough water in the toilet tanks. Passengers had to avoid their natural calls. Indian Railways represent the filth of Indian politics and Indian governments. I enjoyed this train journey watching nature moving past me. This train reached Secunderabad station by 7:30. My cousin Naren and Vamsy came to this station to receive me. Naren and I took a 1 V route bus from Rethifile bus stand by 7:45. Went to sleep by 10:00.

8 October (Thursday)

Woke up by 6:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Vamsy took his mother to Ashok Nagar by 7:30. She wants to spend at the abode of her sister Madhavi there for two days. By 10:30, called up my mother and angrily advised her to change her attitude. She did some bad things recently. She said that Vamsy borrowed 500 rupees from Anantha Varma, the husband of my cousin Sirisha of Durgada. Srijana and I investigated this case. It was known that Vamsy did not take money from the said person. I think it was my mother that started this rumour. Vamsy is known as an undisciplined idiot in our circle of folks. Such fellow would be a magnet of criticism from all the quarters of selfish and narrow-minded people. My mother and father are also such creatures. They don’t like Vamsy staying with us and thus pursuing his ITI course here. He is unwanted burden for them. It is not a profitable thing. My mother is suffering from high blood pressure, diabetes and asthma now. My father has no money to buy medicines also for her. His interests are lands and money. I did not like my mother spreading rumours about Vamsy. She considers herself as a great devotee of Lord Shiva. Today I made her shed tears with my harsh words of reformation. I called her a venomous insect. She often infuriates me with such acts. She is distancing herself from me doing such things, which I don’t like as an idealist. She deserves such disciplinary action by me. Evening Srijana and I had the second dose of Hepatitis-B vaccine in the community hall of Self Finance Colony as scheduled by them. Went to sleep by 11:00.

9 October (Friday)

Woke up by 6:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. My mother-in-law and Vamsy returned from Ashok Nagar by 8:00. Vamsy reserved two tickets for him and his mother to Janmabhoomi Express for tomorrow. Spent in a nearby Internet café, browsing Internet, from 12:30 to 2:00. Bought two kilos of onions for 32 rupees in the Rythu Bazar at Vanasthalipuram by 2:30. They sold a kilo onions for 10 rupees till the occurrence of floods recently in this state. Shopkeepers in India are celebrating the occurrence of disasters and natural calamities now. They increase rates of essential commodities to benefit from such events. It was what many mediocre firms did during the recent worldwide economic recession. I witnessed this nasty culture when I attended interviews in some IT firms during the last one year. Corporate companies earn money in quite dishonest and manipulative ways but they present themselves as great guardians and promoters of values and standards before the equally corrupt folks of the media. I hate this culture in India. I am observing such culture in 90% of Indians I come across. Mother Nature is teaching lessons to these sinners and criminals through her calamities. Saw the Telugu film “Mahatma” in cinema Sampoorna from 3:00 to 5:45. Director Krishna Vamsy portrayed the importance of Gandhian values in this film. Enjoyed watching it. Went to sleep by 10:30.

10 October (Saturday)

Woke up by 4:00. Accompanied my mother-in-law and Vamsy up to NGO Colony bus stop. They took a bus to Secunderabad by 5:15. Thence they would take Janmabhoomi Express up to Tuni. My mother-in-law did great service to her grandson Anand staying with us for about 60 days. He soiled his clothes about 20 times a day for about 40 days. She spent most of her time washing his clothes and attending him in other ways. Her care and concern for Anand are great. Srijana could relieve herself from the domestic chores to that extent. Vamsy showed little care towards Anand so far. Many told me that he is an opportunist. I don’t like to change him. He has no affection or respect for me. He acts before me. I would practice unconditional love towards him. Time teaches him great lessons in future. Eternal time is a merciless and tyrannical teacher. Its lessons are universally applicable and appreciable. Afternoon bought a bottle of Woodward's gripe water for 30 rupees for Anand. I bought it without doctor’s prescription. It improves his digestion and health. It is a sweet drink. Babies like it. I too like it but my age does not suit it. Morning Srijana and I took Anand to the government hospital in Vanasthalipuram and got him vaccinated. This time they gave him the second dose of DPT and the third dose of polio drops. I found the nurse here arrogant and impatient. She is treating patients like dogs. I have no authority to correct her. Even doctors here are rogues. Anand enjoyed this short local tour. Went to sleep by 10:00.

11 October (Sunday)

Woke up by 6:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Spent all the day within Vanasthalipuram. I am observing typical child psychology in my son Anand. I like his communication through crying whenever he is hungry or uncomfortable in some way. He is crying even to attract our attention towards him for wrong reasons. He wants to be taken into our hands and move, thus allowing him to see the interiors of our abode. I don’t like his crying aloud for this pleasure of domestic tour. I lose patience when he behaves that way. I throw angry words at him during day or night. Srijana controls me scolding me for it. She has more love, care and concern for him than me. This is where Indian mothers beat Indian fathers in bringing up their children. I know that children cannot think and behave like adults. Theirs is a little world. It is adults like me that often behave without applying their common sense. Anand has a cute and handsome face. I like his innocent smiles when we play tricks to entertain him. The more he grows, the more he loses his innocence and dependence. We can love and serve more when others are innocent and dependent on us. Babies bless us with this boon. Sensitive lovers and admirers should treat their sweethearts like kids in appreciating their merits and forgiving their demerits. One that does not change to the better through love is unwanted burden on this earth. Went to sleep by 11:00.

12 October (Monday)

Woke up by 6:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Srijana is finding it hard to do the domestic work after her mother left for K O Mallavaram. A mother serves her daughter the best even after her marriage. Anand is soiling clothes about 30 times during a day and night through urination. They must be washed every day. She hangs them on jute ropes on terrace. Her mother selected, arranged and stitched these clothes for Anand from the old sarees and bedspreads at home. Anand sleeps and wakes up at will. Srijana cannot sleep well for this reason. My mother cannot come here because she has to look after my stupid father, bearing with her health disorders. I kept our television silent because it is eating our precious time. Srijana reads Eenadu to avoid boredom during her free time. She bought a watercolour box recently to paint egg shells and put them on the shelves in our hall as decorative pieces. I introduced Britannia Premium Bake Suji Toast to her 50 days ago. She likes them very much. I buy these packs as often as she needs. She bought small water balls, put them in two empty Dettol bottles with water and kept them in our hall for decoration sake. I am buying one litre of buffalo milk every morning. She drinks some milk from it. Her maternal grandmother imposed some restrictions on her regarding what she should not eat. Her diet is for the health of our baby Anand. I don’t like to see the life of a married woman as that of a helpless domestic. I have to do a lot more to keep Srijana happy. Went to sleep by 11:00.

13 October (Tuesday)

Woke up by 6:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Recently floods ravaged the lives, houses and farms of many in Andhra Pradesh. I see it as fury of nature against sinners in this state. The temple of Raghavendra Swamy at Mantralayam in Kurnool district also severely got affected. A hydro power plant at Srisailam reservoir was damaged due to excess floodwater inflow. The managers of major irrigation projects contributed to part of this destruction. This natural calamity turned into a boon for many businessmen. Retailers increased the rates of many commodities, which are supposed to be received from Rayalaseema region. The central and state governments reacted like anything during the recent missing event of Y S Rajasekhara Reddy. This time it was electronic media that reported these news stories first because they always look for breaking and shocking news. The contractors, who are involved in the new state irrigation projects, benefit the best from more works created by this flood. Donations are pouring in from all the quarters. Celebrities are active in their own ways of nonsense and nuisance. Now India is in the hands of criminals. They first kill people and then pay tributes for formality and publicity. The governments take such measures, which delight people in wrong ways. Now the government of Andhra Pradesh is functioning depending on the income from liquor sales. Poor and innocent people are being exploited and ignored. I am seeing rogues and fools everywhere. Went to sleep by 10:30.

14 October (Wednesday)

Woke up by 6:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Srijana and I took Anand to Dr Raghavendra Deshmukh by 10:30. We showed him a little swelling on his left thigh. The nurse in government hospital did not do the injection well to him. This doctor told us to rub on this swelling smoothly with a cloth dipped in hot water. We told him that we are feeding Woodward’s gripe water to him. He told us to avoid it. We bought clothes for Anand for 200 rupees. One pair is for the occasion of Deepavali. I will drink the remaining gripe water. It is sweet. Evening hawkers were yelling out on the road before our house about the bedspreads they were selling. I have the weakness of getting attracted by sale items of hawkers. We bought two bedspreads and two blankets from these folks spending 750 rupees. We used our new 1000-rupee note for it. We kept it with us for the last one year out of love for its beauty and quality. Our portion mates did not buy any items from these blokes. Many doubt the quality and reliability of items sold by hawkers. We cannot trust them. Many think that buying items from hawkers on roads and pavements is a matter of shame for them. They go to attractive shops. There they can spend more money to satisfy their personal, professional and social egos. I felt like a poor fellow when buying these items from these hawkers alone. Incorrect setting impacts on our attitude. Srijana bargained much. Hawkers, in India, don’t like conservative girls and women for this reason. Went to sleep by 10:30.

15 October (Thursday)

Woke up by 4:00. Srijana, Anand and I got ready by 5:00. We reached NGO Colony bus stop by 5:15 on foot. Srijana put Anand’s and her luggage in a bag. We took a 1 V Metro Express bus to Secunderabad by 5:20. This is first bus journey for Anand. He enjoyed it throughout observing the atmosphere around and bus jolts. We got off it at Rethifile bus stand by 6:15. We walked via short cut and reached the other bus stop. We waited there for 25 minutes. We got into 135 G ordinary bus by 6:45. It goes to village Goudavelli via Kandla Koya. It started off by 7:00. We reached our destination by 7:30. This bus driver did not stop it at the spot I requested. He stopped it a little ahead of it. Jagannaadha Raju, the paternal uncle of Srijana, came here on a bike and took us to his abode on it one after one. Srijana wants to celebrate this Deepavali here with her relatives and Anand. I softly refused to stay here. They feel more burdened with my guest presence here. Had my breakfast by 8:00 and lunch by 10:30. The same bus (135 G) came back by 11:00. He did not stop it here. Walked to the main road and took a bus there by 11:20. Reached Vanasthalipuram by 1:50. Had sugar added lemon water at home by 2:00. Spent in a nearby Internet café from 2:10 to 7:10. Typed out a blog titled “Letter of Truth” and posted it on my blog site, addressing Manmohan Singh, the present prime minister of India. It is my comment about the policy of central government to curb naxalism in India spending crores of rupees on it. Went to sleep by 11:00.

16 October (Friday)

Woke up by 6:00. Spent all the day within Vanasthalipuram. I regret the death of human rights activist M Balagopal on the 8th of this month. He is a humanitarian, thinker, lawyer and scholar. He lived a simple and honest life like Mahatma Gandhi. He spent his weekends in problem areas to settle disputes or fight for noble causes. He condemned regressive, unproductive and immoral measures and policies of the governments in India. He fought for the voiceless without making noise. Many tried to kill him fearing his movement for the poor and the oppressed. Many rogues and criminals also paid a visit to his dead body for formality and publicity sake. Very few know about him in Andhra Pradesh. Sonia Gandhi, Sania Mirza and Sachin Tendulkar are their role models. Eating junk foods, consuming alcohol, limitless sex and endless cricket are their favourite pursuits. I believe that Balagopal is many times greater than many celebrities in this nation. India needs such crusaders in hundreds now to cure the psychic diseases of Indians and save India from further degradation. Now we are seeing interest groups everywhere. They think and work for their benefits, comforts and happiness, neglecting, cheating and suppressing others. Politics and businesses are being controlled and run by traitors and opportunists now. Indians failed in following democracy in their country. There is nothing unique and sublime in Indian culture now. Indians play comfortable and attractive roles avoiding honest and disciplined lives. Balagopal is an adventurous hero in this dark and filthy atmosphere of India. Went to sleep by 10:30.

17 October (Saturday)

Woke up by 6:00. It is Deepavali today. Srijana and Anand celebrated this festival at the abode of her uncle in Kandla Koya. Srijana told me that she wore a silk saree today. I missed taking her photo with a camera. Her cousins burst less noisy crackers in the evening. Srijana worshipped Goddess Lakshmi in the evening along with her aunt Padma. Anand is an 80-day-old baby now. He cannot bear high sounds emanating from crackers in the city. Srijana’s uncle is living in a farm, which is a little away from village Kandla Koya. There are no houses around theirs. Anand would be happy here. I did not celebrate Deepavali like my fellow Hindus. I have no money. When we grow as human beings, we can refrain from such observations. Spent most of my time with my cousin Murali. His mother offered me lunch and supper. She prepared sweets on this occasion. We spent watching television in the morning. Afternoon rested for one hour. By 3:00, Murali and I went to Sri Somanatha Kshetram in Vanasthalipuram. It is on a hillock by Nagarjuna Sagar road. Somanatha Maharshi is the head of this spiritual organization. Many believe that he meditated for long earlier and then started this cult. Their system of self-realization is based on Mano Yoga Sadhana and transmission of energy of nature. Their executive explained us this system and encouraged us to join it. They gave their print material to us. I liked the ambience here. Night many creatures burst crackers in Vanasthalipuram. Went to sleep by 10:30.

18 October (Sunday)

Woke up by 6:00. This afternoon my maternal uncle Krishnam Raju showed our two acres of mango farm in Gollalagunta to the buyer, who came from Visakhapatnam. He is a doctor. He earns lakhs of rupees every month. He asked it for 11 lakh rupees. My uncle asked for 12 lakh rupees. I heard that income tax fellows raided his house once to collect his black money. He belongs to Kshatriya community. We are selling valuable agricultural land to him. He did not like to give us the money, which we asked for reasonably. This is the nature of rich people in India. They spend money for alcohol, women and parties. My father is not happy about this rate. I told my brothers that I need money badly and urgently. I told my uncle to let this land go at this rate. Villagers don’t have enough money to pay us immediately even if they buy our farm. Cheats and rogues have more money in this nation than intellectuals and idealists. I have pressing debts and pending tasks to be cleared. Only money can do it. I turned into a helpless beggar before my father, begging him to donate this piece of land for me. I will feel relieved of this psychic burden when I can give him 10 lakh rupees in future. I don’t like even the memory of being a parasite. Self-respect and self-reliance are the beauty of human life. One has to achieve them through hard work and virtues. God equipped me with such energy and vision. Saw the Telugu film “Bendu Apparao” in cinema Vijaya Lakshmi at L B Nagar from 2:45 to 4:30 along with my cousin Bala. It is a comedy. Went to sleep by 10:30.

19 October (Monday)

Woke up by 6:00. Spent all the day within Vanasthalipuram. Recently my cousin Murali showed me a beautiful house in our colony. He said that it belongs to a small employee, who is working in the secretariat of Andhra Pradesh. He has four more houses in Hyderabad. He is one of the corrupt government employees in India. He is a real estate broker between poor land owners and rich businessmen. There are some lucrative departments in the secretariat where even peons and clerks can earn in millions. The folks of Anti Corruption Bureau (ACB) are raiding the houses and offices of little fellows in India. I am sad to know that about 30% of the money and other assets in India are in the possession of 70% of poor Indians and 70% of resources are in the hands of 30% rich and influential Indians. Corruption and immorality are the main infections of India now. Mother Nature should change this order in India. Natural calamities remove creatures to some extent. They say that India is the spiritual centre of this world. I am not seeing such atmosphere in India now. Talking about values is a ridiculous point now. There is enormous pollution in the environment and human thoughts now. Human relationships are being driven by the forces of money, comforts and sex. I believe that a divine force is creating and managing this mysterious universe. Humans like me can watch this great show and enjoy. Went to sleep by 10:30.

20 October (Tuesday)

Woke up by 6:00. By 10:30, called up my brother Sambha in Peda Gummuluru. My father picked up the phone. I am not on talking terms with him now. I talked with him because he pressed me for it. He said that he would take one lakh rupees from the money I get from the sale of his one acre of mango farm in Gollalagunta. He wants to clear his debts with that money. He also said that I should transfer the legal rights of his property, which are in my name now, to his name. I should bear the related expenses. I agreed to it. He considers me as a hopeless and worthless parasite now. My brother Sambha discouraged him from this idea. Spent in a nearby Internet café from 1:00 to 2:00. Typed out a blog titled “SMS Love” and posted it on my blog site. I posted four SMSes, which Srijana sent to my cellphone so far, in this blog. Had my homemade lunch by 2:30. Took a bus and reached Ameerpet by 4:00. Thence took a sharing auto rickshaw and reached the abode of my friend Veeranjaneyulu in Jubilee Hills by 4:45. He and his team members are presently working on two life-size portraits of late Y S Rajasekhara Reddy. Two millionaires, who benefited a lot from this corrupt politician once, ordered these paintings. Veeru gave me four kilos of Shakti Malt powder and lent me 2000 rupees. My cousin Murali takes two kilos of this powder. I have to pay 400 rupees to Veeru for this powder later. Reached the abode of the paternal uncle of Srijana at Kandla Koya by 8:30. Srijana and Anand are doing well here. Morning my brother Srinivas came to Hyderabad to take a licensed gun, on behalf of UCO Bank at Dwaraka Nagar in Visakhapatnam. He started back in the evening. Went to sleep by 11:00.

21 October (Wednesday)

Woke up by 5:00. Yesterday night I enjoyed my sleep here. I felt the gentle touch of early winter here. Winter delights me with its spell. My weary body and mind find solace in the mild cold of this season. It is the festival of serpents (Naagula Chavithi) today for Hindus in our region. Took a head bath by 9:00. I too dropped a little cow milk and some other customary food items in the holes of an anthill here by 10:30 along with the uncle, aunt and cousins of Srijana. Baby Anand also participated in this ceremony along with his mother. The serpents in this area are supposed to have this feast offered by their worshippers once a year. Serpents have much importance in the Hindu way of life in India. Customs and beliefs of a race are mostly beyond rationality and logic. I fear all kinds of snakes. I worship them along with others because I am an Indian Hindu. I think that Indian snakes are many times better than many Indians now. They are not polluting and disfiguring India like many selfish and foolish Indians. Srijana, Anand and I reached the bus stop in village Kandla Koya by 2:15 on foot. The 135 G ordinary bus from Goudavelli arrived here by 3:00. We reached Secunderabad by 3:45. We took a 1 V bus at Rethifile bus stand by 4:00 and reached NGO Colony bus stop by 5:20. We reached our abode by 5:25 from this bus stop on foot. Anand enjoyed this long bus journey like an enthusiastic tourist. Went to sleep by 10:00.

22 October (Thursday)

Woke up by 5:00. Spent all the day within Vanasthalipuram. Recently I heard about the mentality of Subba Lakshmi, the mother of my cousin Kiran. She did not like my borrowing money from her sons Raghupati and Kiran. She passed on a message to all that I am bothering her sons asking them for money. I knew that she broke her family ties with the female relatives of her husband. She cannot bear their presence also in their house. My teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju failed in making her into a sensitive and patient woman. I decided to reduce the frequency of contacts and visits to the cellphone and abode of Kiran. He is married and happy with his wife. His parents guide him always. I think that my uncle and aunt gave their three sons the lives of complacent domestic pets. They are not good at gaining and retaining relatives. They focus on their studies and jobs only. Kiran seldom calls me proactively. I don’t think that their parents taught them about human relationships. This is how many parents think now. Money is guiding their love and bonds with others. They are becoming more selfish and narrow-minded. I may not be an asset to Kiran now but I won’t be accessible to him if he needs me in future. Human relationships won’t be sweet and strong unless both the parties play their roles well. Some people don’t deserve even unconditional love from dreamers and nature. Theirs are more pitiable lives. It is a boon to be loved by others without our efforts and contribution. It is a curse to lose them when we need them badly. Went to sleep by 11:00.

23 October (Friday)

Woke up by 5:00. Spent all the day within Vanasthalipuram. Went to Rythu Bazar by 9:30 on bicycle. Bought some vegetables in it for 60 rupees for us. Also bought two apples for 10 rupees for Srijana. They are poor in size and quality. Good ones cost about  25 rupees each. Middlemen and hawkers made apples the fruit of the rich. Custard apples are not much available now. They are selling a dozen custard apples for 80 rupees in this market. Afternoon I checked the quality of rice, which I bought here from a hawker three months ago. It is of poorer quality than what he said about it then. I have to find a local female worker to clean it. Civil Supplies is the worst department of government. Dealers sell these essential commodities in the black. I got such low quality rice from this public cheat. I can do nothing against him because he never appears to me. It is the rice of the latest harvest. Srijana needs old rice. Bought two kilos of old rice at a wholesale rice store for 72 rupees. Till recently they sold one kilo of same rice for 30 rupees. The folks of private sector cheat all and extract more money from their regular customers devising and following attractive marketing methods and techniques. Governments are encouraging these business trends. Eighty percent of politicians are from these businesses in private sector now. They work for money and political image, not for their people. I have to spend half of my time thinking and worrying over how to save myself from these cheats and criminals around me. I am disturbed and unhappy to be an Indian. I believe in God and my destiny when I cannot trust these unethical and corrupt creatures. Went to sleep by 10:30.

24 October (Saturday)

Woke up by 5:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 6:30. Spent in a nearby Internet café from 12:30 to 4:30. Paid 60 rupees to him for it. Typed out a blog titled “Digshana” and posted it on my blog site. I created a young female character called Digboy to put me eight questions on the current affairs. I answered them with my blog name Anveshana. Recently elections were held in the states of Maharashtra, Haryana and Arunachal Pradesh. Results were announced. The Congress Party won majority seats in these three states. Here they form governments soon. The success of Congress Party reflects the illiteracy, ignorance and blind loyalty of many voters in India now. Illiteracy leads to irrationality and stupidity. Generally such folks vote for a contestant based on the advice of some local rogues, fools and criminals. Ignorance makes them vote for hypocrites, opportunists and cheats. When there are no awareness, discussion and common good opinion among voters, they cannot elect their leaders applying their vision and discretion. Blind loyalty is a curse of democracy. Many Indians, who were born before or soon after independence to India, blindly vote for the folks of Congress Party. They still believe that India means Congress Party and that the folks of this political party are only their saviors and guides. They are neither educated about the contemporary India with its present evils of corruption and immorality nor ready to be educated by others. Educated youth and intelligentsia are not participating in the democratic systems of India. They enjoy themselves watching films and playing cricket. Indians are not the right people to benefit from the merits of democracy. Went to sleep by 10:00.

25 October (Sunday)

Woke up by 5:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 6:00. Morning spent reading today’s newspapers. Spent in a nearby Internet café from 12:30 to 1:30. Sent an email to Manchu Lakshmi Prasanna appreciating her interviewing skills in the telecast titled “Lakshmi Talk Show” on Zee Telugu television channel, which is being presented on Wednesdays at night. She is an energetic and intelligent girl. She interacts with celebrities in this weekly program. I watched many episodes of this program. She is the daughter of noted Telugu film actor Mohan Babu. Evening played shuttle badminton with my cousin Bala and his colleague Subba Rao for 45 minutes. We stopped it by 6:45 when it was getting dark. By 7:30, my cousin Murali returned from the ashram of Sri Ramchandra Mission at Thumukunta. He told me that the parents of a girl, from this ashram, expressed their interest in him as a suitable bridegroom for their daughter. He saw her today and liked her. Her parents are doing central government jobs in Delhi. Theirs is love marriage. He is a Kshatriya and she is a Brahmin. The mother of Murali is a little disturbed about it. I advised her to shun such notions. A girl and a boy must have mutual understanding and love to enjoy and sustain their married life. Their real characters decide the durability and quality of their combined journey. Murali is a good boy. He is interested to marry her. He reached this news to his relatives over phone. I advised him to marry her as early as possible. His parents will be relieved and happy after his marriage to this extent. Went to sleep by 10:00.

26 October (Monday)

Woke up by 6:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Spent reading two newspapers for two hours. Rajeshwari, the mother of my cousin Murali, came to my abode by 10:00. She husked our 50 kilos of rice, which I bought earlier along with them from a hawker. Then I bought it for 1200 rupees, comparing its relatively less price with that in the open market here. The father of Murali bought two sacks of the same rice for 2400 rupees from this hawker. He cheated us. This rice is getting tasteless when cooked. I cannot throw it out. He taught us a good lesson. One should not buy costly items from unknown people, who remain inaccessible to one after sale. Srijana is cooking this rice for me on my request. I brought fresh margosa leaves from a nearby tree to put them in this rice and store. I wonder at the birth of bacteria and insects in stored food items of perishable nature. Margosa serves as an effective fighter against such parasites. Srijana talked with my mother in Peda Gummuluru for 10 minutes from my cellphone. My mother felt very happy about it. She asked about her grandson Anand. My father is anxiously waiting to see him. I think people like the innocence and silence of children more than the rationality and questioning attitude of adults. My mother is fasting today on the auspicious occasion of Kaartheeka Somavaaram, worshipping her favourite God Lord Shiva. I am such a mad son to such a good mother. She is suffering from three health disorders. Evening bought a plastic sheet for 150 rupees for Anand to save our cots and beds from the effects of his carefree urination. From 9:30 to 10:30 watched “Jhummandhi Naadham” weekly program on Eenadu Telugu television channel. Telugu cine song singer Sunitha anchors it. Went to sleep by 11:00.

27 October (Tuesday)

Woke up by 4:30. Got ready by 6:00. Srijana and Anand also got ready by 7:00. We reached NGO Colony bus stop by 7:30 on foot. We three took a 186 V/L Volvo AC bus to Serilingampally. Bought two tickets for 126 rupees. This is first journey of Anand in an AC bus. He slept for one hour being lulled by the cool air in it. He enjoyed rest of the time seeing the scenery outside from the wide and transparent window glasses. Srijana and I also enjoyed this bus journey sitting comfortably side by side. We got off it at Serilingampally by 9:15. We hired an auto rickshaw up to the rented abode of Madhavi at Ashok Nagar for 25 rupees. Srijana wants to spend some days at the abode of her maternal aunt with Anand. She is very close to this aunt at heart. Srijana studied here for one year at Saraswati Vidya Mandir in Chanda Nagar when she was a child. This aunt showered her affection upon Srijana when the latter was a kid. Srijana’s cousins Sunil and Sushma enjoy the presence of our little creature Anand. Had my lunch here by 12:30. Took leave of them by 1:00. Reached KPHB Colony bus stop by 1:45 by bus. Thence took another bus by 2:00 and returned to Vanasthalipuram by 4:45. Spent reading today’s dailies for some time. Paid 727 rupees at Reliance outlet towards my cellphone bill. Sent an SMS to Reliance folks asking them to switch my plan to their recently introduced ‘Simple 99’. Went to sleep by 10:30.

28 October (Wednesday)

Woke up by 6:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Spent all the day within Vanasthalipuram. By 10:30, went to a nearby Internet café and created an account with my details on the company website of Dell. I placed an order for one of its latest computers. I saw their ad today in Telugu daily Eenadu. This computer, which I want to buy, is priced at 23,900 rupees, excluding taxes and delivery charges. I believe that the folks of Dell manufacture quality computer systems. I need a great computer to edit my works and publish them. My self-satisfaction levels must be high when I work on my dream projects to initiate myself into the world of publishing. My cousin Bala, his colleague (an English teacher) Subba Rao and I played shuttle badminton from 5:00 to 6:15 in the Vallabhai Patel playground. A Sikh educated us about Muslims in India and Indian history for about one hour. I found his knowledge and love for India appreciable. He said that the rapid growth of Muslim population in India and the enormous spread of Christianity pose a big threat to Hindus in India very soon. I am also observing this scenario now in India. Uneducated Indian Muslims have many wives and children. Christians attracted millions of poor Indians into their religion through sweet words and absurd promises. They say that Jesus Christ takes the sins of His followers. Hinduism never makes such false promises. We say that one is responsible for one’s sins, crimes and their effects. Foolish people like sweet lies but not bitter truths. The folks of Congress Party are working hard to expand Christianity in India. Went to sleep by 10:00.

29 October (Thursday)

Woke up by 6:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Morning read a book written by Yandamoori Veerendranath. He discussed personality development in it. It is good. By 10:30 received an SMS from the folks of Reliance Communications. They switched my current monthly tariff plan to their ‘Simple 99’ plan. Now they charge me 50 paise only for any call within India. I am very happy with this plan. The folks of Reliance introduced this tariff plan to face severe competition from the folks of TATA DOCOMO, who recently introduced a tariff plan based on seconds. Today I avoided having my lunch to reduce burden on my digestive system. I am not working now. I need not eat much now for formality like others. Saw the Telugu film “Maga Dheera” in cinema Sushma from 3:00 to 6:00 for the second time. The producer got some scenes added to this film recently but the operator in this cinema removed some of them. By 9:15, my cousin Murali lent me 10,000 rupees. I know that one gets disturbed to part with one’s money even if one knows that it returns to him one day. Money in one’s possession gives more happiness and security than that spent. This is why many consider their bank balances sweeter than their immovable assets. I assured my cousin Murali of the repayment of my dues to him very soon. Then he felt happy and relieved. He depends on his job for money and happiness. My father helps me in my worst situation only. Srijana informed me that Anand is happy with his lovers there. He is seeing many faces there. Kids love new places, faces and creatures. Went to sleep by 10:30.

30 October (Friday)

Woke up by 6:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Today my cousin Murali is on leave. We did some things together. We went to a nearby Internet café by 10:00. Sent an email to Sunil K Poolani of Frog Books in Mumbai, asking him about his convenience to meet me there on 12 November, 2009. Thence we walked to Vanasthali Gas Services outlet near Panama Godowns. We used bicycle wherever the road was down. We both are conscious of our health care. Brisk walking is good for health. Moderate cycling is better. Murali wants to apply for a second domestic LPG cylinder connection. Earlier the manager of this agency told Murali that he would help him change the ownership account of his maternal uncle to his name though it is illegal. He asked 1000 rupees for this humanitarian act by him. Murali has no time to meet him according to the convenience of the latter. This dealer is a Brahmin. He is supposed to guide others teaching and practicing morals but he is cheating and misguiding the society to earn more money through corruption. I heard much about his illegal aspects of this business. He is not in the office today. Murali felt much disturbed and irritated about it. He told me about the scenario of corruption and immorality he is witnessing now everywhere. We saw the Telugu film “Ek Niranjan” of Prabhas in cinema Sampoorna from 12:00 to 2:40. It is good. By 5:30 reached Secunderabad by bus. Got four train tickets reserved for my onward and return journeys by Janmabhoomi Express and Mumbai Express on the 3rd, 6th, 11th and 12th of November. Returned home by 8:00. The mother of Murali gave me aubergine curry to have with my homemade rice. Went to sleep by 10:30.

31 October (Saturday)

Woke up by 5:30. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Our portion mate Devireddy Rajeshwari took one kilo of Shakti Malt powder from me for their domestic consumption. Spent all the day within Vanasthalipuram. Srijana and Anand caught cold and mild cough at Ashok Nagar. Recently I read two disturbing news reports in the Telugu daily Eenadu. The Government of India reduced the production of many important vaccines, which they freely supply to all states, for saving children from many fatal diseases. Millions of poor Indians depend on government hospitals for vaccines. My baby son Anand is also one of those poor Indians. Indian politicians spend millions of rupees (public money) for their needs and luxuries. They have no money for vaccines. This daily also reported that many pharmaceutical companies, in India, now, are manufacturing such medicines only, which bring them huge profits immediately. They are producing more energy-providing medicines than lifesaving drugs. Government hospitals have poor infrastructural facilities and inadequate human resources. The folks of private hospitals extract money from their patients till death. Health is a costly affair for the poor in India now. Doctors want some money. Politicians want much money. Corporate companies want more money. I don’t understand why India is that bad even now. Every day I read something explaining the degradation of India in values and standards. There are unrest and insecurity everywhere. Even common people are corrupt in their thoughts and acts. India is like a beautiful hell now. Went to sleep by 10:30.

1 November (Sunday)

Woke up by 6:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Gave 4,100 rupees to my house owner by 8:00 towards the rent for my portion for October. It’s my norm. I should delight my house owner with my discipline and attitude. Played shuttle badminton with my cousin Bala and two others in Vallabhai Patel playground for 45 minutes. It refreshed me. Spent reading Telugu daily Eenadu and English daily The Hindu from 9:00 to 12:30. Cooked rice in a pressure cooker by 1:00. Spent reading a Telugu book for one hour in the rented abode of my cousin Murali. He went to the ashram of Shri Ramchandra Mission at Thumukunta to spend there today. Had my lunch by 3:30 with the red dal and potato curry bought from a nearby curry point. Spent in a nearby Internet café from 2:40 to 6:20. Sent an email to Sunil K Poolani in Mumbai. Typed out and posted a blog titled “Actor Chiranjeevi” on my blog site. It’s my satire on the political role being played by Chiranjeevi now. He wants to join hands with Congress Party to contest in the coming election of Greater Hyderabad Municipal Corporation. Once he stated that he started a political party to save this state from Congress Party. He is an opportunist and businessman. He is one of the worthless blokes in Indian democracy. It is Andhra Pradesh Formation Day today. The folks of Telangana Rashtra Samithi  (TRS) are observing it as a day of betrayal and disgrace. They are fighting for a separate Telangana state. India is breaking into many fragments due to opportunists and sentimentalists. Many political leaders are creating causes and suitable atmosphere for their selfish and narrow-minded movements. Went to sleep by 10:30.

2 November (Monday)

Woke up by 6:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Spent in a nearby Internet café from 10:30 to 3:30. Typed out a letter addressing Kalpana Sharma. She wrote an article in The Hindu yesterday criticizing BJP and Hindu Jaagaran Samithi. She argued in her article that nobody has authority to interfere with the personal choices and rights of citizens in a democracy like India. She remarked that moral policing must not be used in liberal countries like India, where educated people know how to conduct themselves. I am a mainstream Hindu. I know about the great values Hinduism instils into its true followers. I did not like the double standards of this creature. I responded to her very strongly supporting the activities of BJP in India to uphold the ideals of Hinduism. Millions of Christians are spending billions of dollars across the world to spread their religion, depending on the ignorance and poverty of the poor. Islamic fundamentalists are ruining the peace and security of the world through their Jehad. They call it ‘holy war’ shamelessly. They want to establish an ‘Islamic World’ through blood and dead bodies. The folks of BJP and RSS are trying to save Hinduism in India from the impact of Christianity and Islam. No real Hindu can accept religious conversions. India is a Hindu majority state with the ideals and practices of secularism. Christians and Muslims must love and respect Hindus for their religious tolerance and hospitality for others. Hindus are primary natives of India. They may go to other countries if they are not happy here. Indians like Kalpana Sharma are a curse of India. Went to sleep by 10:30.

3 November (Tuesday)

Woke up by 3:35. Freshened up myself by 5:00. My cousin Naren and I reached NGO Colony bus stop by 5:10 on foot. Thence we took 1 V ordinary bus bound to Secunderabad. He got off it at Dilsukh Nagar. Thence he went to Abids for GATE-2010 coaching at ACE. Got off it at Rethifile bus stand by 6:15. Bought a copy of Eenadu, wet snacks for 24 rupees and five bananas for 10 rupees. Took window seat 84 in the reservation coach D 4 of Janmabhoomi Express by 6:30 on platform 1. Bought a bottle of Kinley drinking water for 14 rupees. This train pulled off by 7:14. It was a pleasant journey throughout. I observed some ladies looking at me specially near my seat. I felt thrilled and proud. It may be their way of admiration of beauty. I enjoy girls and women looking at me appreciating my look. Beauty is a gift of God embedded in us by Him through our parents. All beauty in this world is to be seen and enjoyed. Muslim women are hiding it behind veils in the name of religion. They are not enjoying their liberty in this sense. Got off this train at Samalkot Junction by 6:30. Walked to the nearby bus station. Took an Eleswaram bound Express bus for Jaggampeta. An auto rickshaw driver, who runs his vehicle on shared journey basis to Gollalagunta, was waiting for more passengers to move. My uncle Sagiraju Rama Raju came here by 8:00. We reached their house on his bike by 8:16. My mother is here. She came here to buy medicines from a specialist in Jaggampeta for asthma. Went to sleep by 10:30 for my dreams.

4 November (Wednesday)

Woke up by 4:30. Had my breakfast by 7:30. My uncle Sagiraju Rama Raju, my maternal uncle Krishnam Raju and I reached the house of Datla Surya Narayana Raju in village Gurrampalem by 9:00. We talked with him for 10 minutes. We reached the house of my teacher uncle Venkata Rama Raju in Jaggampeta by 9:30. We spent talking with him for one hour. Surya Narayana Raju and his youngest son Gopi came here by 12:30. They gave money and two cheques to us, for our two acres of dry land in Gurrampalem revenue area, on behalf of the buyer, a doctor in Visakhapatnam. He could not come here being busy in his profession. They decided to pay 5,60,000 rupees for each acre of this dry land, based on their estimate of the present value of this farmland in the open market now. They gave us two cheques worth 2,08,000 rupees. This is the value of our two acres of agricultural farm as per the Revenue Department of Government of Andhra Pradesh. They paid remaining amount of money in cash. My father took 1,10,000 rupees from the amount of 5,60,000 rupees paid to me. I gave 50,000 rupees to my teacher uncle and 20,000 rupees to my uncle Sagiraju Rama Raju. I borrowed this money from their eldest sons Raghupati and Vasu, earlier this year. The land rights transfer and registration work, in the office of Sub Registrar at Jaggampeta, were over by 4:30. My maternal uncle Krishnam Raju and I did the signatures and thumb impressions, wherever necessary, as the sellers of this two acres of mango farm. My father insisted on transferring the rights of other property in my name, to his name, today itself, to agree to this land registration today. He did not consider me as his son today because I sold a piece of land, which he loves more than me. Reached the rented abode of my brother Srinivas in Visakhapatnam by 8:30 by bus. Went to sleep by 10:00.

5 November (Thursday)

Woke up by 5:00. Spent all the day in the abode of my brother Srinivas. By 10:30 talked with my brother Sambha over phone. Told him about the insensitive talk our father had with me yesterday afternoon in Jaggampeta. Advised him to see that the rights of the property (which was earned by our father) in my name, are transferred to him, by the end of this year. I did not like my father treating me like a worthless bankrupt and hopeless beggar, when he sold one acre of his farmland for me. He thought and behaved like a businessman. A good son cannot change a bad father. My aim as a writer is to change this world from disorder to order. A social reformer and idealist, with poverty, looks  like a brainless parasite even to his father. Now, for people like my father, great status means more money and many assets only. My brother Srinivas returned from the UCO Bank at Dwaraka Nagar by 5:40. This morning he deposited my cheque worth 1,04,000 rupees at the Axis Bank in Dwaraka Nagar into my account with it. He deposited my cash 1,30,000 rupees into my UCO Bank account. I opened this account in this bank three years ago because he is working in it. Earlier he lost my ATM card of UCO Bank. He brought a new ATM card today from this bank. He also bought and brought a Demand Draft of UCO Bank for 1,25,000 rupees, in favor of Leadstart Publishing Pvt. Ltd., as payable at Mumbai. Bank staff can do wonders in their banks. He put this DD at the photos of Hindu deities, in his rented abode, for some time, for their blessings, for my first book publication. Went to sleep by 10:00.

6 November (Friday)

Woke up by 3:30. Freshened up myself by 4:30. My sister-in-law Sandhya Rani prepared noodles for me to have during my train journey. She filled a plastic bottle with buttermilk. She put an apple also in that cover. This morning fever and cold attacked me. My brother Srinivas dropped me at Visakhapatnam Junction railway station on his bike by 5:30. Took my seat 72 in the reservation coach D 2 of Janmabhoomi Express by 5:35. I found this railway station better than earlier. This train pulled off by 6:00. Scanned Eenadu for 20 minutes. I was feeling sleepy and weak inside. My window seat was offering me a free show of passing natural beauty. I sensed that my face became ugly. So, I did not expect favorable looks at me from my co-passengers. There were no female beauties around me either. When I was having my homemade noodles, at Tenali railway station, when this train halted here for half an hour for engine change, a shabby tramp stretched his hand asking me for part of my food. I was already feeling heavy. He looked like God. Put a lump of noodles in his dirty palm from the window. He ate it immediately. I felt happy. This train reached Secunderabad railway station by 6:25. Janmabhoomi Express is a boon to those travelling between Visakhapatnam and Hyderabad. Waited for a 1 V bus at Rethifile bus stand from 6:30 to 8:44. It arrived by 8:45. Reached my rented abode at Self Finance Colony in Vanasthalipuram by 10:10. My cousin Naren came to bus stop with an umbrella to save me from shower. This morning Srijana and Anand returned from Ashok Nagar. Went to sleep by 11:00.

7 November (Saturday)

Woke up by 6:00. I am suffering from fever and cold. By 7:30, went to a few nearby ATM centres and tried to withdraw money using the ATM Card of the UCO Bank, which I got recently. I did not get money. Informed my brother Srinivas about it over phone. He told me that this new ATM Card is yet to be activated by their bank staff member. He also said that the cheque worth 1,04,000 rupees, which was deposited for clearance, returned unpaid. There was no enough money in the bank account of this fellow. It is an issue of criminal case. I did not like to make it complicated to them. Gopi told me that they would resolve this issue by this Monday. Srijana and I took Anand to Government Hospital in Vanasthalipuram by 10:30 in an auto rickshaw. They administered the third doses of DPT and Hepatitis B vaccines and oral polio drops. By 11:30, my cousin Naren and I went to a nearby rice store and bought a sack of 25 kilos of Kurnool Sona Masoori rice for 880 rupees. Earlier this year, they sold it for 750 rupees. I found it hard to use the rice bought from an unfamiliar hawker once. He cheated me publicly. Naren left for the rented abode of Anantha Varma at Beeramguda by 2:30 by bus. He is taking competitive exams of big firms in India. He is preparing well for the GATE-2010 to enter an IIT. His brother Vasu is helping him financially to meet his expenses here. Today I could not repay to my lenders due to freeze of my begged money in the banks. I wasted another day. Money makes many things. I turned into a shameless beggar to save my life. Went to sleep by 10:30.

8 November (Sunday)

Woke up by 5:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. By 9:45, Srijana, Anand and I started to the rented abode of my cousin Kiran at RTC Crossroads. We took a 1 V bus from NGO Colony bus stop and reached his abode by 10:40. His wife Sindhu prepared lunch for us. Repaid him 6000 rupees, which I borrowed from him about 10 months ago. He is in much need of money now. I felt happy at his joy after my repayment. Told him to deposit 25,400 rupees into the given bank account of Dell through his credit card. I will give this money to him for it. He wants money now. I want to buy a Dell computer this way. Our mutual needs are getting satisfied through this process based on our friendship. We talked about our domestic affairs and health matters for some time. Recently he brought the old Maruti car of his father from Jaggampeta to learn driving. He wants to buy a stylish car soon spending about five lakh rupees. We returned to our abode in Vanasthalipuram by 4:00 by bus. Repaid 5000 rupees to my cousin Murali by 4:45. I have to still repay 20,000 rupees to him. By 5:30, sold 44 kilos of rice for 500 rupees to a poor woman in our colony. I bought 50 kilos of this rice for 1200 rupees from a cheat earlier this year. Srijana and I don’t have time to clean this rice every time we cook. This familiar poor woman told me that she charges 100 rupees to wash the clothes of one person in a family. She wants to clear this debt through her domestic work. I liked it. By 6:30, Srijana and I had the third dose of Hepatitis-B vaccine from the folks of a voluntary organization at Dilsukh Nagar paying 200 rupees to them for it. They did it in the community hall of Self Finance Colony. Went to sleep by 10:30.

9 November (Monday)

Woke up by 5:00. Prepared browned sesame chutney by 7:00. Spent reading Eenadu for one hour. By 12:30 started to Shivam Road by bus. Spent browsing Internet at Global View Internet café from 2:30 to 3:30. Then moved to Kshatriya Seva Samithi Hostel. Many of my familiar ones left it. I don’t know where they are now. I remember their faces and friendly association with me. One fellow talked with me for one hour. I found him precious among these new guys. Meanwhile Ramnath returned from his office. He and his wife are staying together in a guest room of this hostel now. He often tells me that they have property worth about seven crore rupees. He has no money even to rent in a small portion outside for 3000 rupees. He wants to build and sustain a great image of him in society through false statements. I also knew that my friend Rajani Kumar Raju did not pay the rent for his house portion here by Shivam Road for the last five months. They took away his valuable things for this reason. He is still presenting himself as a hero before his unfamiliar folks. Returned home by 5:30 by bus. Talked with my cousin Naren in Mumbai over phone. He told me that Mumbai Express (from Hyderabad) reaches Mumbai around 12:30 during daytime. Till now I thought that it reaches there in the morning hours. He alerted me in time. My brother Srinivas found a potential bride for our cousin Hari of Durgada. My brother Sambha is disturbed about my remaining away from Peda Gummuluru. Went to sleep by 10:30.

10 November (Tuesday)

Woke up by 5:00. Took a bus and reached Rethifile bus stand in Secunderabad by 6:40. Thence rushed into the adjacent railway reservation complex. Wondered seeing many folks there outside. I too joined them. They opened the door to go in by 7:30. The fellows in the queue rushed in like crazy and hungry sheep. I too turned into a sheep and sat on the third chair before reservation counter 18. They opened these counters by 8:00. I got my Hyderabad Express reservation ticket for 12-11-2009 cancelled and got another ticket reserved for Hussain Sagar Express for the same date. I got furious at the foolishness of my earlier decision in getting such reservation tickets which don’t give me time at all to do anything in Mumbai. Returned home by 9:15. Had my lunch by 12:30. Reached the UCO Bank at Malakpet by 1:15 by bus. My brother Srinivas informed me by 2:30 that I can withdraw my money here because they activated my account there. Withdrew 50,000 rupees from the ATM Centre of UCO Bank here. Then hired an auto rickshaw and rushed to Shivam Road. Repaid 18,448 rupees in the branch office of Muthoot Finance here and took the two gold bangles of Srijana back. Deposited 10,000 rupees into my Axis Bank account through its ATM Centre here. Returned to Vanasthalipuram by 4:30 by bus. By 5:30, Kiran deposited 25,400 rupees into the given bank account of Dell in Bengaluru through his credit card. Sales manager Uma attended this process in Bengaluru. I will receive a Dell computer system in a week’s time by courier. By 7:30, gave 20,000 rupees to my cousin Bala and told him to give it to his brother Murali. Went to sleep by 10:00.

11 November (Wednesday)

Woke up by 5:00. Took a bus and reached Malakpet by 7:45. Walked to the ATM Centre of UCO Bank here and withdrew 50,000 rupees from it. I got new currency notes. Took a bus and reached RTC Crossroads by 8:30. Walked to the rented abode of my cousin Kiran and repaid him 25,400 rupees. He paid this amount of money through his credit card for my Dell computer. Took two buses and reached the rented abode of my friend Veeranjaneyulu at Jubilee Hills by 10:00. Gave him 3,300 rupees. He lent me 2500 rupees once. Earlier he gave me five one-kilo packs of Shakti Malt powder worth 500 rupees. I spent 300 rupees of his friend once. I paid my dues today. I asked Veeru if he can do a painting for my first book in English to use on its front cover. He told me to get the related details from my publisher. We had lunch by 11:00. He invited me to their picnic party in Botanical Garden this Sunday. His family members are making preparations for this occasion. Srijana is finding it boring at home without television. Anand too enjoys outdoor life. His ears and eyes are for melody and nature. I readily agreed to come for it. Returned home by 2:30. Rested on cot for one hour. Started getting ready from 4:00. Had my supper by 5:30. Walked to NGO Colony bus stop by 6:00. Took a bus and reached Nampally railway station by 7:00. Bought six bananas and a one-litre water bottle. Took berth 31 in the sleeper coach S 11 of Mumbai Express by 8:10. It started off by 8:40. Went to sleep by 11:00.

12 November (Thursday)

Woke up by 4:00. My co-passengers were still sleeping on their berths. Took this time to refresh myself in the free toilets. Enjoyed this train journey more when it was moving through Khandala and Lonavla. These hills and valleys mesmerized me. It was cloudy. Got off Mumbai Express at Dadar railway station by 1:15. My Reliance cellphone stopped functioning as soon as I left the state of Andhra Pradesh. Those idiots did not activate roaming facility on my cellphone. Hired a taxi outside this station for Chedda Nagar in Chembur. He took me there by 2:00. He charged me 100 rupees for it. Got into Room No. 14 in the ‘A’ Block of New Haven building here. Then Sunil K Poolani was resting on a cot. His cousin awoke him. He told his cousin to bring a parcel of rice for me. I found this rice and other items poor in quality. The cousin of Sunil and I reached the warehouse of Leadstart Publishing near Wadala RTO in an auto rickshaw by 3:00. Sales manager Chapa Manohar took out author-publisher agreement document prints as per the advice of Sunil over phone. He did witness signature for me on them. The cousin of Sunil and I returned to their abode by 3:45. Sunil and I signed this agreement. Gave him the demand draft of UCO Bank worth 1,25,000 rupees. Also gave him 40 pieces of Milk Kova prepared by my maternal aunt Raja Kumari. Sunil is not well today. Sanil Menon, the younger brother of Sunil, his cousin and I took a suburban train at Chembur station and reached CST by 4:30. I sat in the office of Sanil by Mint Road for two hours. Bought two pairs of clothes for Anand for 170 rupees, a pair of black shoes for 200 rupees and two T-shirts for 140 rupees for me and a sweater for 175 rupees for Vamsy.

13 November (Friday)

Hussain Sagar Express, which started from the CST in Mumbai by 9:50 yesterday night, reached Nampally railway station by 12:30. I found this train journey comfortable throughout. Mine is lower berth and seat 33 in the sleeper coach S 5. The fare, 292 rupees, from Hyderabad to Mumbai, is very affordable for all. Walked to the bus stop opposite Gandhi Bhavan. Knew that city buses bound to Vanasthalipuram do not ply on this route. Found another guy waiting to go to my destination. We two hired an auto rickshaw to Kothi for 25 rupees. Thence we walked to our desired bus stop here. Took a bus and reached Vanasthalipuram by 2:15. I wore one pair of clothes only during these three days. They turned worn-out. I avoided bath for 40 hours. The air pollution in Mumbai and Hyderabad spoiled my hair and look. The fever and cold, which attacked me in Visakhapatnam, are still with me. My body must be suffering from a severe health disorder. I cannot go to a hospital and afford those costs. Took a bath and had my supper by 2:45. Went to the PCH retail store near Panama Godowns by 5:00 on my bicycle and bought a portable digital camera of Olympus company for 6000 rupees. Many advised me to buy a Sony camera. He showed me some pieces worth about 12000 rupees. I cannot afford them now. I regret not having my childhood photos. I don’t like to subject Anand to this pain of lack of visible childhood records. I like the photos and videos of creatures and nature. Evening Srijana complained that I did not take her also to Mumbai along with me. Told her that I would satisfy this desire of her in near future. Went to sleep by 10:00.

14 November (Saturday)

Woke up by 5:30. Took a bus and reached Malakpet by 7:00. Walked to the ATM Centre of UCO Bank here to withdraw 50,000 rupees from it. There was no money in it. Took a bus and moved to Kothi. Withdrew about 45,000 rupees from the ATM Centre of UCO Bank in Pushpanjali Complex here. There was no enough money in this ATM machine also. Returned home by 8:30. Withdrew about 7000 rupees from the ATM centres here. Vamsy and I reached the branch of State Bank of Hyderabad in Vanasthalipuram by 10:30 on my bicycle. Deposited 25,000 rupees into the account of Rama Sekhara Raju, the maternal uncle of Srijana. Vamsy rushed to its LB Nagar branch to deposit 25,000 rupees into the same account though online money transfer like me. My father-in-law Rama Raju asked me to lend him 50,000 rupees. I think he wants to earn money lending it to his familiar ones in village K O Mallavaram. By 11:00, rushed to Vanasthali Gas Service, near Panama Godowns, on my bicycle. Its manager Sharma took 1300 rupees from me and gave me a document of HP domestic LPG cylinder, in my name, cancelling the document, which is in the name of my father-in-law Rama Raju till now. By 10:30, Srijana took the Pureit water purifier of Hindustan Lever in our abode paying 2000 rupees to the salesperson. We want pure water to avoid some diseases. By 12:00, got 20,000 rupees transferred online into the UCO Bank account of my brother Srinivas from my account of UCO Bank at the branch of UCO Bank in Malakpet. He asked me to lend it for a purpose. By 1:30, the folks of Blue Dart delivered a Dell computer to me. Srijana, Anand, Vamsy and I reached NGO Colony bus stop by 6:00. We took a bus by 7:00 and reached Ameerpet by 9:00. Thence we hired an auto rickshaw for 50 rupees and reached the abode of my friend Veeru in Journalist Colony ‘A’ by 9:20. We had supper by 9:40. Went to sleep by 11:00.

15 November (Sunday)

Woke up by  5:00. Freshened up myself by 7:00. The mother and relatives of Veeranjaneyulu started cooking picnic related dishes from 3:00. Veeru has an old Maruti Gipsy and a new Qualis vehicle now. He invited all his familiar ones to this picnic. Food items and people were moved to Botanical Garden at Kothaguda by 11:30. Srijana, Anand and Vamsy also came here. We laid our mats and arranged our containers with food items in a beautiful spot near the pond with boating facility. About 1000 visitors came to this picnic site today. Kaartheeka Maasam is holy for Hindus. They worship Lord Shiva in this month. Many have picnics in this month of Telugu calendar. Veeranjaneyulu sponsored this picnic spending about 5000 rupees and using the hard work of his relatives. About 70 people attended this picnic at the invitation of Veeru. They played Tambola and such other games on this occasion. I remained as a passive viewer of the beauty and fun around me. Anand too enjoyed this picnic. Srijana played with the relatives of Veeru for one hour. Anand demanded the presence of his mother most of the day. He rested for half an hour only in the shade of a bamboo tree in the afternoon. The sounds around him kept him awake. I spent talking with my friends like Trinath, Meher Murali and Anil Muktavar. Veeru enjoyed observing the spirit and beauty of liberty and collective fun exhibited by his guests and relatives in this place on this occasion. Many started going out from 6:00 when darkness and cold were landing in this garden. We returned to the abode of Veeru by 7:45 in his old Maruti Gypsy. We had supper by 9:00. Went to sleep by 10:00 for my dreams.

16 November (Monday)

Woke up by 5:00. I asked Veeranjaneyulu to shoot one of his bust sculptures with his digital camera to use that photo on the front cover of my first book. He readily agreed for it. He made it using three materials. It is painted white outside. He made it in the shape of his inspiring beauty. It is the bust of an exceptional Indian beauty. He took about 30 photos of two such sculptures keeping a black cloth in the background. Baby Anand enjoyed the presence and affection of the relatives of Veeru here. We three got ready by 11:00. Veeru gave a pair of yellow clothes for Anand. His cousin dropped us at a bus stop in Film Nagar in their old Maruti Gypsy by 11:15. We took a bus and reached Dilsukh Nagar by 12:45. Thence we took another bus and reached our abode in Vanasthalipuram by 1:30. We had lunch by 2:30. An authorized representative of Dell Computers came to our abode by 2:45 and fitted my Dell computer system by 3:15. I found the 19-inch black LCD monitor, CPU and keyboard beautiful. The optical mouse is also good. By 4:30, talked with Mallesh, a marketing executive of Hathway Broadband in this area. Paid him 935 rupees towards their registration, installation and two-month limited (2 GB) Internet connectivity to my computer at home. I heard that Hathway is known for reliable service. I gave him my photo and 100 rupees. He would get a rental agreement document prepared for me for 100 rupees for the sake of my address proof, which they want. I need it as proof of residence for other purposes also. Mallesh is doing a great favor to me taking 100 rupees only from me for it. Night bought black Philips multimedia speakers, a black mouse pad and an attractive black document file at a retail store by road near Ganesh Temple. Went to sleep by 10:00.

17 November (Tuesday)

Woke up by 5:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Played the Telugu feature film “Sithara” on my computer by 9:00. Srijana watched it. Went to the State Bank of Hyderabad by 10:15 on my bicycle. Got 20,000 rupees deposited into the bank account of Rama Sekhara Raju through online money transfer. The maternal grandmother of Srijana asked me to lend this amount of money to her to repay her gold loan there. By 11:30 got a new domestic HP LPG cylinder from the delivery folks of Vanasthali Gas Service. Now we have two cylinders. It is a matter of relief and happiness for me. Earlier I had to run to others for a filled cylinder if my cylinder turned empty at anytime. I will apply for a second cylinder soon. If essential needs are attended at home, I can get more time to be poised and happy as a writer. By 4:30 went to Rythu Bazar and bought vegetables worth 70 rupees for us. The prices of apples, oranges and custard apples are too high to buy. Evening Srijana decided to go to Viswanadhapuram on the 21st of this month. She has to formally go to our house in Peda Gummuluru on the 28th of this month along with our baby son Anand. It is a custom in our community in this region to take a daughter-in-law and her five-month-old baby to the abode of her in-laws. Srijana has to take three kinds of homemade food items to our house from her house on this occasion. My mother gets them distributed to the families of our community in our village. I decided to send Srijana and baby Anand to our house minding the happiness of my mother. My father is not on my list of considerable human beings now. He is living for money and land. Today it rained well. Had my supper by 7:30. Went to sleep by 10:30.

18 November (Wednesday)

Woke up by 5:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Took a bus and reached Rethifile bus stand in Secunderabad by 10:30. Thence hired an auto rickshaw for 30 rupees and moved to Chenoy Trade Centre (CTC) at Parklane by 10:45. This place is known for availability of many types of computers and related items. I went into Ganapati Marketing outlet here. Bought a Microstar UPS (Made in China) for 1250 rupees, a Transcend 4 GB USB flash drive for 410 rupees, a 10-piece box of Sony DVDs for 160 rupees, a computer cover pouch for 100 rupees and an LCD liquid cleaner pack for 70 rupees. Hired an auto rickshaw for 30 rupees and reached Rethifile bus stand by 11:30. Thence took a 1 V bus and reached my abode by 12:30. Had my supper by 1:30. An executive of Hathway Broadband came to our abode by 2:30 and fitted broadband connectivity tools to my computer system. They provide me 2 GB broadband, with two-month validity period, on a monthly tariff plan of 340 rupees. There are about 10 Internet service providers of this kind in Vanasthalipuram. I think Hathway is the best of them. They provided me with an account id (dcraju33) and password. I can see the details of my Internet usage anytime on it. I am blissful for having a classic Dell computer with Hathway Broadband connection. It is an important need of a modern writer and thinker. A world of knowledge and information is in my access now. Till now I spent a lot of money and time in Internet cafés. Now I can work comfortably on my computer sitting in my home. Night watched some classic Telugu film songs on YouTube for one hour. Srijana and Anand too enjoyed this experience. Healthy entertainment soothes the disturbed and restless psyche of an idealist and dreamer. Went to sleep by 10:30.

19 November (Thursday)

Woke up by 5:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 6:30. Met Dr Raghavendra Deshmukh by 12:30 in his clinic. Asked him about the need of introduction of hard food to Anand. He suggested Cerelac for Anand and advised me to feed it to him from the beginning of his fifth month. Bought a Cerelac Wheat pack and medium size diapers of Pampers at Shiva medical store here. Anand is curiously seeing us when we are eating food items around him. He is content with breast milk of his mother now. He is curious and passionate about the external world. He is smiling copiously. He cries now and then. He sneezes frequently. He gets hiccoughs now and then. He silently enjoys getting bathed with hot water. His mouth produces more saliva than necessary. He is observing people and things around him. He has suitable weight to his age. Bought a blue plastic baby feeding bowl for 20 rupees for him. He plays moving his hands and legs. He is able to balance his head on his own. He is turning on to his belly. He is interested in reading newspaper along with me. He is growing to our satisfaction. He is cute and attractive to our eyes. I don’t like his crying, to attract our attention, without reason. I expect minimum discipline from him. From 3:00 to 5:45, saw the Telugu version of English film “2012” in cinema Sushma. It portrays the concept of the end of this universe based on some scientific, historical and religious evidences. It is a visual wonder. Enjoyed watching every bit of this film. Got a haircut by 7:30 in a nearby hair salon. Went to sleep by 10:30 for my dreams.

20 November (Friday)

Woke up by 5:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 6:30. Gave 7000 rupees to Srijana by 9:30. She gives 5000 rupees of it to her father. Earlier he borrowed this much money from a gold merchant in Tuni pledging her gold ornaments. Srijana uses 2000 rupees for her expenses. She has about 8000 rupees now on her. She feels happy when she has some money to spend by her choice. By 12:30, my cousin Narendra Varma came from the abode of Anantha Varma in Beeramguda near Ashok Nagar. He brought his clothes and books also. By 1:30, posted about 16 photos of Srijana and baby Anand on my blog site. My blog readers are cultured and sensitive creatures. They may like to see their photos. By 2:30, Naren and I went to the PCH retail store near Panama Godowns on my bicycle. I showed them the Fe-26 Olympus portable digital camera, which they sold me recently. Told them that the feature of video recording in this piece is not capturing the audio of the scenes shot. They told me something vaguely and asked me to come tomorrow. I want to take the videos of my baby son Anand with this camera. A video, without his sounds and noise, does not make a valuable asset of his childhood memories to me. I think these buggers sold me an old model piece of Olympus considering me as a buffoon. Evening Srijana arranged all her items of luggage. Today Anand did not sleep much during daytime. He remained awake for long at night also. Srijana felt a little disgusted with his adamant behavior. He is not moving into the hands of others from his mother. He is crying if laid on cot. I like this stage of his growth. His smiles are beautiful like the sky. His body is soft like butter. His acts are inimitable. I love his life. Went to sleep by 10:30.

21 November (Saturday)

Woke up by 4:30. Srijana, Anand and Vamsy got ready by 5:00. We reached NGO Colony bus stop by 5:10 on foot. When we were waiting for a 1 V bus, a BPO service cab came here. We took it and reached Secunderabad railway station by 5:40. Bought a platform ticket for three rupees for me. We got into a coach meant for the physically challenged in Janmabhoomi Express on platform 2 by 6:00. Srijana and Anand are travelling depending on escort facility of Vamsy. They had breakfast by 6:15. Meanwhile Anand slept on a cushion seat in it. Srijana packed rice and buttermilk soup at home for their lunch in train. Took a bus at Rethifile bus stand and returned home by 8:15. Went to the PCH Electronics outlet near Panama Godowns on my bicycle by 1:30. I don’t like the Olympus Fe-26 digital camera, which cannot record sounds into its video. They said they cannot take it back now. Told them to sell it to others somehow and return me that amount of money as early as possible. Bought a black SONY Cyber-Shot DSC W210 portable digital camera, with a 4 GB memory stick, for 11,800 rupees. I want it to record the visual and sound effects of our baby Anand in reliable quality format. His childhood memories are precious for Srijana and me. Bought a green hardback Tourist Guide diary of 2010 (Eagle brand) in Deccan Pen Stores outlet at Abids by 5:15. Also bought a beautiful pocket diary for Srijana for 76 rupees in this retail store. She wants to write it in Telugu. My personal diary cost me 117 rupees. Srijana, Anand and Vamsy reached Tuni by 6:30. They stay at the rented abode of their maternal uncle Rama Sekhara Raju in Tuni this night. Went to sleep by 10:30.

22 November (Sunday)

Woke up by 5:00. My cousin Naren and I had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Spent reading Telugu daily Eenadu, and the English dailies The Hindu and The Times of India for two hours. By 10:30 took my rental agreement document to my house owner (Kodakandla Pandu Rangacharyulu) down and asked him to sign it. He said that he won’t do it. I think he is not paying the tax to the government for the regular income he is getting from this property. He is evading income tax to this extent. He said that his legal adviser told him not to sign any agreements without consulting him. His father-in-law is a retired central government tax officer. This is how experts prepare their clients towards living immoral and illegal lives in India. I cannot kill him because I am not an extremist. Ninety percent of Indians are thinking like him in India now. I did not argue with him because I knew that he is one of the immoral blokes of India. I regret living in the house of such an educated opportunist. His wife Bhagya Lakshmi often goes to temples to show her qualities of false Hinduism. She remained silent when her husband was talking nonsense with me. Yesterday morning I sent an email to Aditi Machado in Bengaluru appreciating her achievements as a young poet. Yesterday I read about her in Eenadu. She replied me carelessly. I understood that she is a trained professional but not an artist. They lack sensitivity and refinement, which we can observe in many great artists. This is how many modern girls in India think and behave. They crave for more money and fame in a short period of time. They don’t practice values and standards in this process. I like Aditi as a vivacious beauty more than a poet because I did not read her poetry but her beauty impressed me and made me send an email to her proactively. Evening Srijana went to K O Mallavaram in an auto rickshaw from Tuni. Went to sleep by 10:45.

23 November (Monday)

Woke up by 5:00. My cousin Naren and I washed our respective clothes by 8:30. We had homemade Lassi. We moved to the rented abode of our cousin Murali by 8:45. Murali, his mother and we two reached Secunderabad by 10:15 by bus. Murali bought six apples and a dozen bananas. We took a bus and reached the ashram of Shri Ramchandra Mission at Thumukunta by 11:30. The brother-in-law of Ramya came in his car and took us four creatures to his rented abode in this ashram. Ramya is 25. She did an MBA from a university in Uttar Pradesh. She is fair and beautiful. Earlier they expressed interest in Murali as a suitable boy for her to marry. Murali too liked her beauty, education and character. Today we came here to finalize it. The mother of Ramya is a Brahmin. Her father is a Kshatriya. They are working in New Delhi. They grew up a little from the narrow domestic walls of community. They like the character of Murali. Two persons, with good characters, can sustain their relationship for long. Today we talked formally. They offered us snacks, fruits and meal at lunchtime. We spent here for about two hours. We liked their sensitivity and hospitality. Murali and Ramya will marry soon as per the procedures of their ashram. We took two buses and returned to Vanasthalipuram by 5:00. Today election was held in Greater Hyderabad Municipal Corporation (GHMC) area to elect corporators. They elect a mayor for GHMC later. Only 44% voting took place. Many were not interested in this election like me. Foolish voters defeat my choice if I vote for a good creature in it. Went to sleep by 11:00.

24 November (Tuesday)

Woke up by 5:00. Vamsy came by 7:30. Yesterday evening he took Godavari Express from Tuni railway station. He brought buffalo cheese milk, two papayas and 24 lemons. Rajeshwari, the mother of my cousin Murali, prepared cheese by 10:30. She used this buffalo cheese milk, jaggery, black peppers and cardamom to prepare it. My father-in-law stored this buffalo cheese milk in a fridge for long and sent it for me. By 11:30, went to the Reliance Communications outlet near Red Tank and paid my cellphone bill for the period 10-10-2009 to 10-11-2009. This time it amounted to 480 rupees. For long I have been on their monthly rental plan of 375 rupees. Each call costs me one rupee. My monthly bill always crossed 500 rupees. I found it beyond my ability. Recently the folks of TATA DOCOMO introduced one paisa per second plan. Other service providers also quickly introduced this tariff plan to face the challenge posed by them. Recently I switched to ‘Simple 99’ tariff plan of Reliance. Now they are charging me 50 paise only for a local or STD call in India. I am happy now. Recently I got roaming facility activated on my cellphone to avoid the kind of trouble I faced recently while in Mumbai. By 1:30, had a plate of Vegetable Biryani for 23 rupees in a roadside hotel at B N Reddy Nagar. On the way back, on my bicycle, I lost the key of my abode. Spent in the abode of my cousin Murali till Vamsy returned from his ITI at Musheerabad. Night offered a little cheese to Naren, Murali and Bala. This morning Srijana took Anand to Tuni in an auto rickshaw from K O Mallavaram. Dr Srimannarayana gave him Hib vaccine, for 425 rupees, in Talli Pilla Hospital here. Went to sleep by 11:00.

25 November (Wednesday

Woke up by 6:00. Anand enters his fifth month of age today in K O Mallavaram. Recently they started feeding him Cerelac Wheat. Srijana told me that he is having it interestingly. He tasted his mother’s breast milk only till now. Hard food, with a different taste from it, is introduced to him now. Today Srijana, her mother, her maternal grandmother and others prepared three kinds of dishes in K O Mallavaram. Srijana takes these dishes to our house in Peda Gummuluru along with Anand on the 28th of this month. It is a custom in our community to bring daughter-in-law to the house of her in-laws when her baby is five months old. From 7:30 to 2:30, spent typing out and editing a blog titled “Ramoji Rao-A Silent Hero”. It amounted to about eight pages. He is one of the great entrepreneurs and visionaries of Andhra Pradesh. He has about 18 business entities. He is serving the people of India honestly and silently. He worked hard for 30 years to bring Ramoji Group to the present level of achievements. He does good business in India for Indians. The nasty Congress Party developed a criminal and sinner called Y S Rajasekhara Reddy in Andhra Pradesh. He robbed the resources and people of this state for five years. He made many of his Reddy community folks into millionaires and billionaires giving them whatever they wanted. After his death, his son Jagan started playing with people. He earned about one lac crore rupees worth assets during the last five years. Ramoji Rao investigated his corruption through Eenadu. Posted this blog on my blog site to express my sense of admiration and respect for Ramoji Rao. He achieved a lot. He talks very little. Went to sleep by 10:30.

26 November (Thursday)

Woke up by 5:00. From 10:00 to 12:00 spent browsing Internet on my computer. Wanted to create a new email id on Yahoo. I did not get many ids I wanted on it. Tried it on Windows Live of Microsoft Corporation. I created rajayogi@live.com on it. I love Bill Gates for his commendable service to the world in terms of technology and employment. I am proud to have an email id on his network of online services. I want to give this email id in my first book to be published. I am a Raja in passionate love with this world and a Yogi in contemplating and striving for a peaceful and prosperous world. I don’t like to resort to meditation for achieving mental balance because my goals are more towards social reformation than self-realization. I think this email id reflects this aspect of my psyche. Afternoon my cousin Naren had an interview with the folks of Jindal Steel, in Secunderabad, for a job with them. He is taking some competitive exams along with his preparation for GATE-2010. Today he did it well. Played shuttle badminton with Bala and his colleague Subba Rao from 5:45 to 6:30 in Vallabhai Patel Playground. Spent talking with Subba Rao for 20 minutes after this game. Now he is earning 7000 rupees only a month as an English teacher with a private school. He is looking after his wife and daughter suffering from a sense of insecurity and uncertainty about his future. He does not like to have another child in these conditions. I think I am better than him. By 8:30 my paternal uncle Narasimha Murthy came here along with Narayana Murthy, the father of my cousin Murali. He came here to help Murali finalize his love marriage with Ramya. Brought him to my abode by 9:30. Went to sleep by 11:00.

27 November (Friday)

Woke up by 6:00. Yesterday night my uncle Narasimha Murthy suffered from cold. Gave him one glass of hot milk with black pepper powder. He went to the abode of Murali by 7:30. Deepu Devadas, the friend of my cousin Naren, came here by 9:30. He came here from Mumbai, after having an interview there. This evening he leaves for Kakinada. By 10:00 my uncle Narasimha Murthy and I took a bus and reached the wholesale fruit market at Gaddi Annaram by 10:30. I thought that even the wholesale coconut market is here. They told us to go to another place for it. We walked about a kilometer from here and met a wholesale coconut merchant. My uncle asked him about the rates of coconuts here. Thence we hired an auto rickshaw for 25 rupees and moved to Sai Krupa Market at Malakpet. He talked with the owners of two wholesale coconut business stores here. He asked them about the rates of coconuts here. He wants to transport coconuts in bulk to these stores if they buy them at good rates. He took business cards from three wholesale coconut merchants here. I found this market attractive. Felt like buying many things from these wholesale stores and take them to my abode in a big truck. I liked the vibrancy of people here. Money activates and excites humans. Profit makes people intelligent, selfish and visionary. We returned to Vanasthalipuram by 2:00 by bus. Rested in my abode for one hour. My uncle Narasimha Murthy, my cousin Bala and I strolled along the main road in the evening. My uncle bought two items to take home. This morning Vamsy left for Tuni by a special train. Today Srijana and others prepared Chalividi (using rice flour, jaggery and little sliced coconut pieces) in K O Mallavaram. Had my supper by 9:45. Went to sleep by 10:30.

28 November (Saturday)

Woke up by 4:30. My uncle Narasimha Murthy and I got ready by 6:30. We went to the abode of Murali (it is about 100 meters from my abode) by 6:40. The parents of Murali and we two took a bus at NGO Colony bus stop by 7:00. We got off it at RTC Crossroads by 8:00. We walked to the rented abode of my cousin Kiran near cinema Sapthagiri. The father and brother-in-law of Ramya came here by 9:15. We exchanged formal words for some time. They came here to meet the elders of Murali and know about their willingness for the marriage of Ramya with Murali. Kiran and his wife Sindhu offered breakfast items, snacks and fruits to these special guests and us. This formal meeting went on well. Meanwhile, Pridhvi, a cousin of Srijana, joined me here. He is working as a systems administrator with a small firm in Hyderabad. Recently I asked him to come to my abode and set my Dell computer system right. We started here by 10:00 on his bike and reached my abode in Vanasthalipuram by 10:50. He installed Microsoft Windows 7, Microsoft Word 2003, Nero DVD writer software, an anti-virus software and Team Viewer software on my computer system. My cousin Naren, Pridhvi and I had our lunch in Rama Rao Hotel for 90 rupees by 2:45. Then Pridhvi left for the office of their client on his bike. Evening Bala, Naren and I played shuttle badminton for 90 minutes in Vallabhai Patel Playground. My brother Sambha and my mother reached K O Mallavaram by 10:30 (morning) in a taxi. They returned to our house in Peda Gummuluru by 1:00 along with Srijana and Anand in it. Srijana brought homemade dishes (related to this occasion) to our house. They are happy with the arrival of baby Anand along with his mother. Sambha and others started to Srisailam by 7:30 by a private bus from Adduroad. Went to sleep by 11:15.

29 November (Sunday)

Woke up by 6:00. Took a bus and reached Dilsukh Nagar by 8:45. Thence took another bus and reached Kothi by 9:10. Thence took another bus and reached the University of Hyderabad at Gachibowli by 9:50. Walked to the room of my friend Samanta Sahu in NRS Hostel. Recently he submitted his thesis to his department for Ph.D. His friend Rajashree Padhi also submitted her thesis. He got a job with the Institute of Public Enterprise, in Osmania University campus, as an assistant professor. Rajashree already joined the National Institute of Rural Development, at Rajendra Nagar, as a teaching faculty. Samanta and I had our lunch in the dining hall near Men’s Hostel ‘A’ and Men’s Hostel ‘H’. It is good at 25 rupees for one as a guest. He took me to the south campus of this university on the scooty of Rajashree. I observed many changes in this university campus since I left it. I felt as an outsider with deep attachment with it. I could not explore the entire campus. We two had ice cream and potato chips at the shopping complex. We two reached the quarters, allotted to Viswa Prasad, in the campus of Maulana Azad National Urdu University, at Gachibowli, by 3:00, on the scooty of Rajashree. Viswa Prasad was my MA English classmate at the University of Hyderabad. Now he is assistant professor of English, in the department of education, in this university. We spent talking with him till 4:00. Took two buses and returned to Vanasthalipuram by 7:00. Today K Chandra Sekhara Rao wanted to start a hunger strike in Siddipet, demanding the formation of a separate Telangana state immediately. Police arrested him. Disturbances took place in this region. Went to sleep by 10:30.

30 November (Monday)

Woke up by 6:00. The folks of Hathway Broadband stopped Internet supply to my computer stating that I already used my 2 GB amount of usage. Recently I watched some classic Telugu film songs on YouTube. Playing video files online and downloading them to our computers consumes much Internet. I should avoid this practice of careless Internet use until I upgrade my account to an unlimited package. Took out all the CDs, with different kinds of files, from my boxes of records section, and checked the status of their storage on my computer. Put all those CDs and DVDs in a plastic cover and kept them in my computer table in such a way that I can access them immediately whenever I need them. My cousin Narendra Varma prepared potato fry by 1:30. Meanwhile I cooked rice in our pressure cooker. We had homemade food by 2:30. We watched my marriage with Srijana playing the recorded DVD on my computer for about 90 minutes. I refreshed my love, admiration and passion for my sweetheart Mantena Naga Satya Srujana Devi. She looked very beautiful in our marriage. I stole her liberal and happy student life to realize my dream of marrying a beauty. She surrendered her choices and dreams to that obligation imposed by her parents and elders silently. Played shuttle badminton with my cousins Bala and Naren and others from 5:00 to 6:15 in the nearby Vallabhai Patel Playground. Enjoyed it a lot. This afternoon Srijana and Anand went to Viswanadhapuram from Peda Gummuluru along with her parents and other relatives. She wants to enjoy the occasion of marriage of her cousin Krishna in this village. I did not authorize my parents to order her to stay back. She goes to Peda Gummuluru again, in a week’s time, to spend there with Anand, for some more days. My parents will be happy with their presence there. Went to sleep by 10:45.

1 December (Tuesday)

Woke up by 6:30. Went to a bookstore near Ganesh Temple by 9:30 on my bicycle and bought a document file for 220 rupees to present to my cousin Naren as a gift. There are 24 folders in it. One can keep different documents, certificates, passport and stamps in this file systematically. Paid 4100 rupees to my house owner K V Bhagya Lakshmi by 10:00 towards rent for my portion and water charges for the month of November. Sold my old newspapers, which weighed eight kilos, for 32 rupees, to a bicycle hawker. I get hurt when selling old newspapers. A network of professionals work hard to collect information on various things and contemporary issues to prepare and produce a daily. It is a wealth of knowledge collected, processed and systematically presented by creative and intelligent people of a society. I have no space to store these papers of invaluable worth. It is a paradox of human life. Had my lunch by 1:30. My cousin Naren and I rushed to cinema Sampoorna by 2:30 on my bicycle. Bought two tickets for 80 rupees. Soon they started selling 40 and 50 rupee tickets in the black. It infuriated me. Searched for police around. None was there. We saw the Telugu film “Arya 2” from 3:00 to 5:50 in it. Sukumar directed it. Allu Arjun, Kajal Agarwal and Navdeep played main roles. I enjoyed watching it throughout. I found the unexpected twists in this love story interesting. The songs and dances are also very thrilling. It is one of the good films I have seen. Night Naren arranged all his luggage items in two bags. I enjoyed his presence all these days. Went to sleep by 10:00 for my dreams.

2 December (Wednesday)

Woke up by 4:00. Naren and I walked to NGO Colony bus stop by 5:10 with two heavy bags. The scheduled bus did not arrive even by 5:30. We thought that there might be a problem at Hayat Nagar bus depot due to separate Telangana movement. We hired an auto rickshaw and reached Secunderabad railway station by 6:00. He demanded 200 rupees when the metre was showing 132 rupees. He said he charges 50% more on actual tariff during morning hours as per norms in the city. I never heard about it. I was infuriated. Noted down his vehicle number on a sheet of paper to complain against him in the police station at Vanasthalipuram. Naren took Janmabhoomi Express for Samalkot Junction. Returned home by 8:30 by a bus. My mother called me up and informed me about Srijana taking our baby Anand, sitting on a bike, from Peda Gummuluru to Viswanadhapuram, during her recent visit. Earlier I advised her many times not to do it minding the age of Anand now. Called up Srijana and talked with her very angrily about it. She told me that she travelled on bike up to Adduroad only from our house. She was hurt by my angry words and the habituated complaining nature of my parents. I have to yet achieve self-control over my voice. I must have inherited it from my father. Today I edited five love emails, which I sent to Deepthi in January, February, March and April of 2005. I want to bring out my second book with about 64 love emails, which I sent to her in 2005. The title of this book is ‘A Dreamer’s Love Story’. I narrated her many stories through these emails. I will dedicate this book to Deepthi. I was deeply touched when editing the love letter, which I sent her on 8 April, 2005.

3 December (Thursday)

Woke up by 6:00. Now the separate Telangana movement is intense in Telangana region. Took a bus at NGO Colony bus stop by 12:00 and reached Dilsukh Nagar by 12:30. Kept waiting for a Saroor Nagar-Venkatapuram bus at the bus stop opposite Kala Niketan cloth store till 2:30. It did not turn up. Took two buses and reached Karkhana by 3:30. Thence walked to my old rented abode in Darji Colony at Kakaguda. Met my former portion mate Ramesh here and asked him if they received any letter to my postal address here since we left this place. They did not receive my call letter from the folks of Andhra Pradesh Public Service Commission (APPSC) for the exam of ‘Junior Lecturer in Government College’ in Andhra Pradesh. I came here to enquire about it. We two spent talking for about 30 minutes waiting for the postman. He did not appear to us. Gave my present postal address to Ramesh and asked him to send it to me if the postman has it. Took two buses and reached the office of advocate C S N Raju at Khairathabad by 6:15. He said that he would call me later. Thence walked to the rented abode of my HCU friend Trinadh, near NASR School, and collected the book Guru Prasad Media Directory 2009 from his wife. The folks of cultural organization Yuva Kalaa Vaahini published it with the addresses of Telugu film and media personalities living in Hyderabad and some other places. It is the kind of book I am looking for years. Took a bus at Khairathabad and reached my abode by 9:00. Called up playback singer Sunitha and film artiste Sandeepthi. They took me as a worthless fellow and so responded to me carelessly. Sent them SMSes from my cellphone. Went to sleep by 2:00.

4 December (Friday)

Woke up by 6:30. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Last night I could not sleep well with the thoughts of Sunitha and Sandeepthi. I called them up because they are beautiful film artistes. They took me as a brainless bloke, who calls up females for fun or out of lust. Now beautiful girls and women are not being treated well by boys and men in India. Many guys comment badly on beauties in public places. Every unfamiliar female is an object of sex for them. We find such rogues in politics and film industry more. They abuse innocent and helpless females. Perhaps Sunitha and Sandeepthi took me as one of those womanizers. Sunitha is a playback singer and dubbing artiste in Telugu film industry now. She sings melodiously and speaks Telugu sweetly. Her friendship inspires me because I am an admirer of beauty, voice and songs. I know that I am a good boy but she does not know it. If I have ego like them, I cannot take the initiative to talk with them. Many are living in their closed quarters in India now. They are after money, instant fame and fashion but not standards, values and unconditional love. Sunitha and Sandeepthi could not understand a dreamer through his voice immediately because they would not have seen such living entities earlier. They might have seen, read and heard about rapists, hypocrites and pimps in India. I love beauties. They love money and run after celebrities. I too should become a celebrity soon. This is an age of shallow celebrities and attractive liars. Cheats and criminals are becoming celebrities to ruin the lives of foolish people. Went to sleep by 10:00 for my dreams.

5 December (Saturday)

Woke up by 6:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Wrote two pieces of poetry in Telugu by 8:30. One is for my goddess Srijana Devi and the other is for her distant cousin Gunturu Shanthi of Viswanadhapuram. Shanthi is my sister as per our community related considerations. Earlier she asked me to write a piece of poetry for her, being impressed by the memento I presented to Srijana on her birthday. Got them typed up and printed out on two sheets of white paper at a computer centre near Ganesh Temple. He charged 120 rupees for it. I did not like his design or print quality. Took a bus and reached Rethifile bus stand in Secunderabad by 1:30. Thence hired an auto rickshaw for 20 rupees and rushed to Balaji Graphics outlet opposite Manju Cinema. The designer here was busy with other works. She could complete my two works by 6:30. They took 240 rupees for the design and prints of my two copies of poetry. The poetry memento, meant for Srijana, was printed out on an A 3 size GSM paper. Two A 4 size copies of poetry memento, meant for Shanthi, were printed out on an A 3 size GSM paper. I used a photo of Srijana and our baby Anand in the beginning of her memento and a photo of white lily, as background, in the memento meant for Shanthi. Set my passport size color photo at the bottom of the poetry in these two mementos. The background is black and the letters are in white. The images are in color. I did not use borders at all in them. Got them framed beautifully at a roadside frame maker in Monda Market. Paid him 400 rupees for it. One memento for Srijana and two similar mementos for Shanthi are ready to be presented to them as my gifts on their coming birthdays. Returned home by 10:20. Went to sleep by 11:30.

6 December (Sunday)

Woke up by 6:30. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Spent reading Eenadu and The Hindu for two hours. Meanwhile my cousin Murali came from his rented abode in the other street. He sat here correcting the proof of a book, which he wants to get printed soon. He and his friend are currently working on a book titled ‘Sure Shot Questions’. They give highly important questions in mathematics, physics and chemistry in this question bank along with their answers. This book is useful for the first and second year Intermediate English medium students in Andhra Pradesh, who are following the syllabus of this state. They can pass these three exams preparing these questions and answers just before their annual exams. Now many students, in India, are after attractive certificates with great grades or marks. They don’t study a subject out of passion for it but for the lucrative government or private jobs it can get them on the way. These books help such students. Murali is using his mathematics subject and experience as a content developer in preparing this book for students. He wants to spend about 10,000 rupees for getting this book printed by some local printer. He wants to sell each of these books for about 35 rupees to the students at junior colleges in Andhra Pradesh. If many buy it, they get profit. Washed my clothes by 11:30. Had my lunch by 1:30. Spent in the abode of  Murali for two hours. Played shuttle badminton in Vallabhai Patel Playground from 4:30 to 5:45 with my cousin Bala and others. Had my supper by 8:00. Went to sleep by 10:30.

7 December (Monday)

Woke up by 6:30. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:30. Visited the personal website of playback singer Sunitha and sent a three-page letter to her email id. Today I edited part of the content to be used in my book ‘A Dreamer’s Love Story’. I felt very touched when editing the passionate emails I sent to Deepthi in 2005. Played shuttle badminton with my cousin Bala and others from 4:30 to 5:30. Today Srijana came to K O Mallavaram from Viswanadhapuram along with Anand. Vamsy is suffering from a viral fever. The folks of TRS party went wild in Telangana region as part of their movement to achieve a separate Telangana state. K Chandra Sekhara Rao was admitted into an ICU at the NIMS Hospital in Hyderabad. His health condition is critical. The youth and students of Telangana region are active in this movement. Some innocent folks committed suicides being disturbed and provoked by this atmosphere. Some are damaging public and private property in twin cities. The situation is tense across Telangana region. The present chief minister Rosaiah is not a capable man to resolve such burning issues in this state. Sonia Gandhi remained silent in New Delhi leaving the issue of ‘Telangana Statehood’ to be resolved in future somehow. Prime minister Manmohan Singh is worse than a doll. He is ruining this nation with his indifference to many burning issues. He is like an automated machine under the control of Sonia Gandhi. He is a bonded laborer of Sonia Gandhi. He has to promote Rahul Gandhi and Christianity in India. Such nuts at centre cannot resolve the issues of states. I pity the victims of Telangana movement. May God bless them. Went to sleep by 10:30 for my dreams.

8 December (Tuesday)

Woke up by 6:00. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Went to E-seva Centre and paid 127 rupees towards the electricity bill for my portion for the previous month. Saw Telugu film “Amaraavathi” in cinema Sushma from 12:00 to 2:15. Ravi Babu directed it. It is a psycho-thriller. They advised heart patients and pregnant women not to see this film. I did not find such level of horror in this film. The background score scares viewers twice or thrice. Sekhar Chandra produced good music. This feature film portrays the power and impact of hypnotism on human beings. Nandamuri Tarakaratna played his negative role well. Director Ravi Babu played the role of an STF (Special Task Force) police. He investigates the serial thefts of babies from the wombs of nine pregnant women. I enjoyed watching it throughout. Had a chapati in Rama Rao Hotel by 2:45. Rested on cot for two hours. Felt lethargic and inactive. Spent at the abode of Murali for one hour. Typed out and posted a blog titled “Dear Swagata” on my blog site by 10:00. I think she reads my blogs. I informed her about my decision to dedicate my first book in English to her because she inspired me to write some of these short stories. I am not in touch with her. I searched on Google and found that she is working as a senior correspondent with the The Economic Times at Mumbai. She is a beauty of India. Rajagopalachari, the present spiritual head of Shri Ramchandra Mission, approved the marriage of my cousin Murali with Ramya. Murali, Ramya and their parents are very happy about it. The separate Telangana movement is active in this region now. Went to sleep by 10:45.

9 December (Wednesday)

Woke up by 6:00. Today I edited three emails, which I sent to Deepthi in May 2005. It is for my second book to be published. This afternoon Srijana and Anand went to Peda Gummuluru from K O Mallavaram. Vamsy accompanied them. She spends here for some days. Night she sent an SMS to my cellphone stating that she is waiting to return to Hyderabad soon and that she is remembering me always. Very few daughters-in-law can live freely, comfortably and happily in the houses of their in-laws in India. Srijana is not finding my parents and others here as affectionate and caring as her dear creatures in Viswanadhapuram or K O Mallavaram. Tradition means conformity to the norms devised and imposed by others upon us from their perspective. Modernity means freedom to think and do what we like personally. Those that live understanding and practicing the merits of both can be happy now. My parents represent tradition in dictating terms to others. They don’t respect the views and choices of others much. My father does not know how to talk with others when they are in critical conditions. My mother is not good at the art of treating her guests. Srijana must be finding our house like a good prison. Nighttime makes us more attracted to our dear ones and other attractions of the world. Today also I felt weak and lethargic. It may be due to consumption of useless food and insufficient sleep at night. Today I could not edit the content of my second book to my expected level. Editing is consuming much of my energy. Brain works hard when a writer is editing his previous work. Went to sleep by 10:30.

10 December (Thursday)

Woke up by 6:30. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. By 10:30, Srijana and my sister-in-law Kranti started to the rented abode of my brother Srinivas at Madhava Dhara in Visakhapatnam by a bus from Adduroad. They walked to NH-5 from our house. My brother Sambha or my father did not accompany them even up to this road. They often talk about formalities with me. We should have standards to advise others. Otherwise others consider us as hypocrites and lunatics. Called up my brother Sambha and educated him to this extent. By 11:30 collected a copy of Anna Dhaatha Diary from an Eenadu agent at NGO Colony bus stop. Paid him 130 rupees. They send 12 subscription copies of this great Telugu agricultural monthly to my brother Sambha in 2010. Farmers benefit a lot from reading this book. It is a great service of Ramoji Rao to the farmers in Andhra Pradesh. From 11:45 to 2:15, my cousin Bala and I saw the Telugu film “Pravaraakyudu” in cinema Vishnu at Chintal Kunta. It is a good film with an attractive story, songs and music. I would give 75 marks for 100 for this film. We bought a litre of buffalo cheese milk for 100 rupees in the cattle market at Chintal Kunta. We returned home by 3:00 on my bicycle. Rajeshwari, the mother of Bala, prepared cheese by 6:00, adding two litres of buffalo milk and 1300 grams of jaggery to the buffalo cheese milk we bought. Had a plate of Egg Noodles at an eatery for 20 rupees by 7:00. The date of marriage of my cousin Murali, with Ramya, was finalized. They will marry in the ashram of Shri Ramchandra Mission at Chennai on 8 January, 2010. Yesterday night Chidambaram announced the decision of their government, at centre, to start the process of according the status of statehood to Telangana region soon. Went to sleep by 10:00.

11 December (Friday)

Woke up by 6:00. Today I had buffalo milk cheese twice in the abode of Murali. By 10:00, Murali and I went to an online train ticket reservation point near Ganesh Temple. Murali got reservation tickets for 30 berths in sleeper class for the 6th and 8th of January 2010. Sixteen persons go to Chennai on 6th by Chennai Express from Secunderabad. Murali marries Ramya in the morning hours on 8 January, 2010. Fourteen persons start back from Chennai by Charminar Express that evening. Murali comes back along with the bride party. I will take Circar Express at Egmore railway station for Samalkot Junction in the evening hours on 8 January, 2010. I like to attend the birthday of my sweetheart Srijana on 9 January. I am happy to go to Chennai after a long time. I am delighted to attend the marriage of Murali. He is a good boy. We two studied for three years at APR School (for boys) in Bhoopathipalem. Murali is marrying Ramya by his choice. Both are compatible in look, character and education. Murali is from a community based traditional village background. Ramya is daughter of a love marriage couple. So, she represents a liberal society with broad outlook. People with good characters can make a society and nation peaceful, prosperous and commendable. We can uphold our regional culture, being good human beings towards others. I did not see such ideal people in those sections of Indian society, who value their community, religion, language and class more than humanity and virtues at large. Murali is a good Indian. He is an asset of this nation. Went to sleep by 10:30.

12 December (Saturday)

Woke up by 6:30. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. Murali and I took a bus at NGO Colony bus stop by 9:30. Got off it at Sultan Bazar in Kothi by 10:00. Walked to the nearby Raj Kamal Book Centre and bought four books for me. They are APPSC Jr. Lecturers in English by S A Khadar, a self study kit of R K Publications, Current Affairs 2009 by MADE EASY Publications and Manorama Yearbook 2010. They cost me about 800 rupees. The folks of Andhra Pradesh Public Service Commission (APPSC) postponed, the date of competitive examination, meant for junior lecturers in English, recently, due to the unrest created by the activists of ‘Separate Telangana Movement’. Earlier I submitted my application to take this exam. The postponement of this exam encouraged me to consider it. These books are useful to me to prepare for this exam. Returned home by 11:30 by bus. Scanned the previous exam papers for one hour. I felt as if I were swimming in an unknown pond, when reading the objective type questions and answers related to English literature. I am poor at English literature. It is difficult for me to remember the names of those literary figures, years, titles, poems and other works. Manorama Year Book 2010 is the best one for me to read and enjoy. I like to be a junior lecturer in English at some government junior college in Andhra Pradesh for two academic years. I enjoy the presence of innocent, vibrant and beautiful creatures at these colleges. I understood this world more than necessary. I can forget it being in the company of these carefree boys and girls for some time. I like students for their spirit of liberty, celebration of age and obedience. By 9:00 typed out and posted a blog titled “Unrest in India” on my blog site. It’s a piece of satire on modern India and call for patriotism in Indians. Went to sleep by 11:00.

13 December (Sunday)

Woke up by 6:30. Spent reading today’s dailies for three hours. Washed my clothes by 12:30. Went to a hotel at B N Reddy Nagar and had a plate of Vegetable Biryani for 20 rupees. Enjoyed my bicycle ride in the heat of lovely sun. By 2:30 sent emails to Pramod K Nayar and Pingali Sailaja of University of Hyderabad. Spent at the abode of my cousin Murali from 2:30 to 4:00. Then his brother Bala and I walked to NGO Colony Park. On the way, I had two doses of fresh coconut water. I was feeling dizzy. I wanted to face it this way. We two sat in this park for 30 minutes talking about our domestic affairs. The sun was setting in the west leaving darkness around. We walked back to our abodes. I bought a pack of red dal for 10 rupees at a curry point near NGO Colony bus stop. Cooked a little rice in our pressure cooker by 7:00. Spent before my computer from 7:30 to 10:00. Pramod Nayar replied to my email. I requested him to review my first book in English. He readily agreed to it. He informed me to consult my publisher for this to happen. Sent an email to Sunil K Poolani. Pramod Nayar is a distinguished faculty member at the Department of English in the University of Hyderabad. I admire his command of English and love for literature. It is my dream to get my book reviewed by him. Created my account on Twitter. Joined the alumni network on the website of University of Hyderabad. Updated my details on LinkedIn network. Went to sleep by 11:45.

14 December (Monday)

Woke up by 6:30. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:00. From 9:00 to 1:00 sent about 682 messages to the alumni of University of Hyderabad through LinkedIn. There are about 300 words in this message sent to all. I introduced myself as an alumnus of the HCU, a writer and my book to be published and released soon. Now most of them are in the USA. I felt touched to contact them this way. They studied in the HCU once but now they are scattered across many places. Sweet memories are like an incurable and inevitable wound on our psyche. Afternoon got two calls from the landline phone number 040-44346281. The person at the other end was repeating my words. He did not talk anything else than this. This experience infuriated me. Bought a ticket for 50 rupees and entered cinema Sampoorna by 3:00 to see Telugu film “Vaade Kaavaali” of Sai Ram Shankar. Srijana called me up by 3:30 and informed me to come to Visakhapatnam immediately. She was hurt by the words of my mother and brother Sambha. Her voice reflected the pain and attitude of an innocent child. I am her dear teacher. Rushed out of this cinema. Reached my abode fast on my bicycle. Typed out a complaint letter addressing sub inspector at the police station in Vanasthalipuram. Took a printout of it at a nearby Internet café and rushed to this police station. It is my complaint against the unidentified phone call, which I got this afternoon. They took it seriously. They found that this phone call originated from an office at Bachupally. Rushed back to home and got my items ready for my journey tomorrow. Suddenly decided to avoid this unplanned journey amid other pressing assignments. Went to sleep by 11:30.

15 December (Tuesday)

Woke up by 6:30. Had Shakti Malt porridge by 7:30. Srijana reached the house of my father in Peda Gummuluru by 1:15 along with Anand and Vamsy. My mother received her warmly. She enjoyed her stay at the abode of my brother Srinivas at Madhava Dhara in Visakhapatnam. My sister-in-law Sandhya Rani showers her love and affection upon Srijana and Anand. She is an expert in dealing with guests. Baby Anand was in more love with my brother Srinivas than others. Srijana took photos here. My nephews Sujan and Suhas enjoyed the presence of Anand. My sister-in-law Kranti too spent here for three days. Srijana is managing to cope with my parents in the aftermath of harsh words of my mother recently with her. They are enjoying the presence of Anand. Advised Srijana to be cool and do things as per her conscience. One that cannot forgive others cannot love them. Some replied to my messages through LinkedIn. About 500 persons visited my blog site during the last two days. Akshaya Rath, a 2002-04 MA English Literature batch student of HCU, expressed his interest to review my first book after it gets published. I sent him a long email thanking him for his love for me. Today also I was in a foul mood. Did not edit the content of my second book nor read preparation material for my English lecturer exam. Professor Pingali Sailaja of English Department, of HCU, replied to my email. Night bought two CDs of SPB songs in Telugu for 150 rupees from Planet M store in Vanasthalipuram. I like to listen to them, for elevation, when writing and editing some kinds of works. He is a star of voice. Ilayaraja is another star of excellence. Went to sleep by 11:45.

16 December (Wednesday)

Woke up by 6:00. Agitations are on in Coastal Andhra and Rayala Seema regions demanding United Andhra Pradesh. These are all opportunists. They are damaging public property. Selfish and immoral politicians are paying to foolish youth and students for staging these artificial demonstrations. The situation is beyond the control of chief minister K Rosaiah. Formation of new states is a threat to the present power groups in this state. They cannot extract more public money this way. If the number of their MPs is negligible at centre, they cannot play dirty tricks in coalition governments. Karuna Nidhi is one of these filthy politicians of India now. Sashi Tharoor joined Congress Party because he wants to enjoy that status and power as a politician. Very few are interested in developing India now. Many are working hard to further exploit the resources of this nation. Manmohan Singh remained as a helpless creature in this web. Rahul Gandhi is talking nonsense with the youth of India. He is a curse of India like his parents. From 8:00 to 10:00 sent about 40 emails to the editors of some English dailies in India enquiring them about their policies of publishing book reviews. Ten emails bounced. Many maintain their online editions of dailies for formality sake. None of these editors replied to me by this evening. They don’t get money from me. They want money-generating ads, news and celebrities. It rained a little in the evening. Enjoyed this spell of nature. Had supper by 7:30. Typed out and posted a blog titled “Bankrupt Andhra Pradesh” on my blog site by 11:00. Wrote about the corruption and immorality in Andhra Pradesh now in it. Went to sleep by 11:30.

17 December (Thursday)

Woke up by 6:30. Morning Vamsy returned from his short home tour by bus. He brought about 40 lemons, four papayas and some homemade sweets and snacks. Spent all the day in and around my abode. Night posted some photos of Srijana on my blog site. My recent meeting with Sunil K Poolani, in Mumbai, left me with some impressions about him. I did not like his smoking and drinking habits. His rented abode at Chedda Nagar is poorer than mine at Vanasthalipuram. He does not have a bike or a car. There was no even considerable furniture in his rented portion. His cousin and younger brother Sanil Menon were staying with him. Sanil told me that his brother Sunil is a radical thinker. He removed his surname Menon from his name and added Poolani to it. Sanil told me that it is the name of a village in Kerala. Sunil treated me well as a guest. I wanted to go to his corporate office along with him. He was sick that day. I did not like to stay back for long in his miserable abode. I hate those indulging in smoking and drinking. Sunil is spoiling his health this way. Gave him the homemade milk sweets I took for him. Sunil does not seem to be a narrow-minded businessman. The folks of ‘Penguin India’ take six months’ time to evaluate a submitted manuscript by post. Sunil gave me about one year’s time to get money to publish my first book. He is introducing me into the playground of writers, thinkers and dreamers. I owe him a lot from this perspective. I did not like his living away from his wife. Professionally imposed solitude affects the personal and conjugal aspects of one’s life. Sunil told me that selling 10000 books is great now. Very few can excel in print media. Went to sleep by 11:30.

18 December (Friday)

Woke up by 5:30. A nightmare awoke me. A politician of Andhra Pradesh closed his doors keeping my familiar beauty inside. He is an immoral bloke. Her relatives intentionally put her inside. She is a sensitive girl. She does not like to sit beside such fellows. A criminal of this land thus scared an innocent beauty. Her family members used her beauty to get a favor from this minister. I experienced severe pain when witnessing these scenes in my subconscious arena. I heard about innocent and helpless beauties of India offering themselves to politicians, celebrities and businessmen for money. Women hunters search for helpless females, exploit them and kill them. Women don’t have a sense of liberty and security in India. Many lead pitiable lives in brothels selling their bodies to boys and men for sensual and sadistic pleasures or for the sake of money to survive. Perhaps God showed me this microcosm of an ugly Indian reality in my dark cinema of brilliant dreams. The impact of this dream haunted me throughout the day. Today I spent about six hours’ time before my computer misusing my amount of Internet access worth about 200 rupees. I wanted to upload a two-minute video of my baby Anand into my blog site. It was not successful despite my efforts twice or thrice. I felt frustrated. Searched for free video editing software on the Internet. I found misleading websites. Spent two hours downloading the trial version of CorelDRAW from that website. It did not get installed. There was a fatal error message. Today I committed the crime of misusing six hours’ time and 200 rupees. Consoled myself. Morning and afternoon had some pieces of sweet papaya. Had my supper by 8:15. It was cold outside. Went to sleep by 10:30.

19 December (Saturday)

Woke up by 6:30. Had a few pieces of sweet papaya for my breakfast. By 1:30 two fellows of a voluntary organization came to my abode. They told me about typhoid preventive vaccination, which they are offering now as a social service, at nominal charges. Dr V S V Narsimha Reddy conducts this monthly vaccination program at People’s Sanjeevani Hospital in B N Reddy Nagar. It is a single dose vaccination program. They charge 90 rupees for one adult. They gave me yellow cards filling in the details of five persons I proposed for this vaccination program. My goddess Srijana, Vamsy, my cousins Murali and Bala, and I will have this vaccination on any one of their scheduled days, during the coming three months. They took 50 rupees from me for it as advance payment. They return this money when we have vaccination paying 100 rupees for each dose. I felt grateful to them for this social service. There are many killer diseases in India. Preventive vaccination helps us defeat them effectively with a little money and effort only on our part. Indians are more active in smoking and drinking than cleanliness and timely vaccination. Today I edited four emails for my second book. Power cut occurred for three hours. Anand is doing well in Peda Gummuluru. Srijana is feeding him biscuits, mixing them in milk. Night she sent me an SMS stating that she is missing me. I too feel it but she expressed it. Hidden feeling is a burden. Its honest expression is partial relief. Morning gave 400 rupees to Vamsy for his general expenses. He came to Hyderabad by bus spending 400 rupees. He should have travelled by a train spending 70 rupees. He remained as an undisciplined guy. Went to sleep by 10:30.

20 December (Sunday)

Woke up by 6:30. Morning edited two emails for my second book. My friend Sriram came here by 1:00 by bus. He completed typing up my personal diary of 2005. He brought this diary and the soft copy of typed content of this diary. Paid him 2000 rupees for this typing work. He is busier and older than earlier. He said that he is taking more time than earlier for this reason. Asked him to complete the remaining typing work of my personal diaries by March 2010. He left for his abode by 1:30 by bus. Had my lunch in the abode of Murali by 2:30. Murali rested in my abode for one hour. We two took a bus by 3:45 and reached Dilsukh Nagar by 4:10. We went into R S Brothers store. They sell clothes and gold ornaments. I often watch the promotional videos of these folks in cinemas featuring some Telugu film actresses. They are good. Murali brought me here to do shopping in view of his marriage soon with Ramya. I am his reliable friend. He enjoys my presence than my interference in his selection of clothes. He bought Kurta and Pyjama to wear on his marriage day, a black trouser suit, ‘Manyavar’ wedding footwear, a pair of clothes to present to the present spiritual head of Shri Ramchandra Mission as a formal gift, four pants and one shirt. He spent 18000 rupees here. They gave him a pressure cooker, mixer, a hot food preservation box and a bucket as gifts. He gave his pants for size alteration here. There are six tailors doing this work in the cellar of this building. They took 20 minutes to do it. Meanwhile we had ice cream. I wanted to buy two sarees for Srijana for 500 rupees for her to wear on her birthday and Sankranti coming soon. I did not find good items in this price range here. We returned home by 6:00 by bus. The mother and brother of Murali felt happy with his clothes. Went to sleep by 10:30.

21 December (Monday)

Woke up by 6:30. My father-in-law went to the house of my father in Peda Gummuluru by 9:00 by bus. He went there to bring Srijana and Anand back to his house in K O Mallavaram. They took a bus at Adduroad by 10:00. They reached their house by 12:00. My parents, my brother Sambha and others enjoyed the presence of Anand for these few days. I saw the Telugu version of English film “Avatar”, which is directed by James Francis Cameron, in cinema Sushma, from 12:15 to 3:07. It’s an amazing visual wonder showing the power of creativity and imagination. James directed “Titanic” long ago. It’s a new wave film. Avatar is also equally exciting. I saw this film to assess the creative excellence of a dreamer. Spent in the abode of Murali for one hour. My cousin Bala, his mother Rajeshwari and I reached People’s Sanjeevani Hospital, by main road, at B N Reddy Nagar, by 5:45, on foot. We three had typhoid preventive vaccines in this hospital paying them 270 rupees. A young beauty gave me this injection. I did not find her attitude suitable for this profession. I made a satiric remark about her skills of giving injection to me. She retorted harshly. The name of this vaccine is Vi polysaccharide. It is in a little bottle titled ‘Bio Typh Five Dose’. It was manufactured and marketed by Bio-Med Private Limited at Ghaziabad in Uttar Pradesh. We will have protection from this fatal fever for three years due to this vaccine. Bought two silk tapestry sarees for Srijana, for 690 rupees, in Hanuman Tailors & Dress Materials store, by road, on our way back to our abodes from this hospital. My brother Srinivas called up and informed me that he was promoted to the position of clerk from his present position of armed guard with UCO Bank. Went to sleep by 11:00.

22 December (Tuesday)

Woke up by 6:30. Had a plate of idlies at Maha Lakshmi Tiffins by 8:00. They take 12 rupees for three idlies. One has to eat six idlies of this size to fill one’s stomach. Many avoid it considering daily expenditure on it. Poor people cannot eat enough food at hotels in India. They earn money depending on the hunger and thirst instincts of people. Today power cut occurred in our area from 10:00 to 3:30. Paid 465 rupees at the Reliance outlet near Red Tank by 11:00 towards my cellphone bill for the last month. I found that I am talking with others more than necessary. I should avoid this bad habit to save money. Rajeshwari, the mother of my cousin Murali, spent talking with me for one hour. She is disturbed about his life after his marriage. He has to depend on his salary every month. They have no assets. Murali bought costly items without thinking about his expenses after marriage. From 3:30 to 6:00 edited three emails for my second book. By 6:30 collected the two sarees of Srijana from Hanuman Tailors. She stitched a suitable cloth along the borders of these two sarees. Bought two packs of Cadbury’s Eclairs chocolates for 110 rupees. Srijana told me to send the old idly maker also, which is in our kitchen now. Packed her two sarees, 2010 pocket diary for her, chocolates, idly maker and two plastic ear covering tools worth 24 rupees in a small cardboard box. Booked it to Tuni, at the branch office of Navata Road Transport, by road, in B N Reddy Nagar. He charged 100 rupees for it. Had four chapatis in the abode of Murali by 8:00. Evening Srijana and her parents took our baby Anand to the Hanuman Temple in their village and worshipped this God under the supervision of the priest seeking His blessings for Anand. They made five garlands with flowers and lemons to decorate the big statue of Lord Hanuman in this temple. Anand smiled in this ceremony in the beginning but cried towards the end of this formal worship. Went to sleep by 10:00.

23 December (Wednesday)

Woke up by 6:30. Had a Utappam at Maha Lakshmi Tiffins by 9:00 for 17 rupees. Today I edited five emails for my second book. My friend Krishna Varma came here from Rudraram by 11:30 by bus. We cooked rice and bought curries from a nearby curry point for our lunch. We had it by 12:30. Evening I cooked rice and prepared browned sesame chutney using our mixer. We spent happily eating our homemade food and staying in our abode. It is the birthday of my nephew Suhas today. Srijana and I wished him on this occasion over phone. He celebrated it inviting his classmates to home. He wore a new pair of clothes. He had Thums Up soft drink. His mother prepared Chicken Biryani for him and his guests. He went to his school in the evening and celebrated his birthday there. Recently Lagadapati Raja Gopal sat for a hunger strike demanding the status quo of United Andhra Pradesh. Now he is a Member of Parliament (MP), representing Vijayawada constituency at Lok Sabha. He could not resume his hunger strike for long. He fled to the NIMS hospital in Hyderabad from Vijayawada on the pretext of better treatment. A video shot was telecast on local television channels showing him running like a thief in the premises of this hospital. They are the political leaders of India now. They have money. They entered politics. They want more money. So, they continue in politics. Telugu film actor Chiranjeevi also joined the movement for United Andhra. Foolish and stupid students are on roads. Politicians are acting well in their strike shows. Police are deployed to control this tense situation. Central government is unable to decide either way. Many Indians are worse than sheep and donkeys. They don’t think about others. They are actors, escapists and opportunists. Went to sleep by 10:30.

24 December (Thursday)

Woke up by 6:30. Prepared Upma by 7:30. My friend Krishna Varma and I had it by 8:00. Today the supporters of Separate Telangana Movement called for a strike in this region protesting against the delay of central government in getting this process started. Shops were shut. They did not ply city buses. Trains were also stopped at some stations. Politically trained youth set fire to public property in many places. They blocked roads and closed cinemas. I prepared a wedding invitation template and content for my cousin Murali, using Microsoft Office, by 9:30, on my computer. I used black color background in it. He emailed it to his fiancée Ramya for her opinion on it. She deleted some words of creativity, which I used in the beginning of it. She simplified it. She just filled it with basic information. She used blue color background. Many conservative Indians consider black as a bad and avoidable color. I like this color. Night is black. We witness dreams on a black screen, in our cinema, in our subconscious arena. Night incites all to express their real selves. Spiritually oriented people should not see colors as good or bad but as vibrant expressions of Mother Nature to entertain her creatures. Ramya seems to be a materialist in the disguise of a spiritualist. I saw many such shallow and immature creatures of spiritualism in the ashrams and temples I visited. They are mechanical and artificial players of such roles. Afternoon my friend Krishna Varma, Murali, Bala and I strolled along the road in B N Reddy Nagar scanning the impact of the strike on public life and buildings. I hated the nasty acts of young psychopaths, who were trained and deployed by local politicians to destroy and deface many places. Played shuttle badminton from 4:30 to 6:10 in Vallabhai Patel Playground. Went to sleep by 11:30.

25 December (Friday)

Woke up by 6:30. Murali and I went to the printing press near NGO Colony bus stop by 9:00 with his wedding card template and content. They typed it up. The copy is simple and informative. He ordered 100 cards. They asked for 500 rupees for it. He went to his office. Bought 250 grams of goat meat at a nearby shop for 65 rupees. Krishna Varma gave me 100 rupees for this project. He told me to buy broiler chicken. He prepared curry by 12:30. Meanwhile I cooked rice in our pressure cooker for us. We had hot and tasty homemade food by 1:30. We two reached cinema Sampoorna by 1:45 on my bicycle. I bought two tickets for 80 rupees. Parked my bicycle in the bicycle stand here paying them five rupees for it. Aiswarya joined us soon after my cousin Bala came here. She must be 14. She is a casual tuition student of my cousin Murali. They are living in a rented portion in our colony. They also bought two 40-rupee tickets. We four entered this cinema by 3:10. We saw the Hindi film “3 Idiots” in it till 6:20. It’s a long film with 20 metre reels. Enjoyed watching this film throughout. It refreshed me. I enjoyed the acting of Aamir, the story, beautiful locations, songs, music, message of the film and entertainment it represented. It is a good effort of those artistes and technicians. Kareena did well. Many youth came to see this film. I found a 10-year-old Punjabi girl very beautiful here. Her face was shining with innocence and charm. Her parents brought her. We returned home by 6:30. I cooked rice and green dal in our pressure cooker. Today my son Anand entered his sixth month. Srijana decorated him with a new pair of clothes on this occasion. They started feeding him idly. Went to sleep by 10:30.

26 December (Saturday)

Woke up by 6:30. Had four dosas in the abode of Murali by 7:30. My friend Krishna Varma got up by 9:30. Bought and brought four items of Mysore bondaas for him from Maha Lakshmi Tiffins. These useless breakfast items cost me 14 rupees. We have to buy worthless stuff when there is no useful stuff. Krishna Varma left for village Rudraram (near Patan Cheru) by 11:30 by bus. I did not accompany him up to NGO Colony bus stop. I don’t know if he was hurt. Then I was typing out a blog seriously to post it on my blog site. I angrily advised him not to touch liquor and watch cricket. He is working like a worthless casual employee with Vijai Electricals at a monthly earning possibility of 7000 rupees. Recently he sent 50,000 rupees to his parents. Their state government financial assistance scheme house is under construction in Ramayyapatnam now. There are no many girls in our Kshatriya community now. Rich guys are grabbing those few girls also. His marriage is at stake now like many ordinary guys in our community now. Girls are looking for fellows with great qualifications, high salaries, heavy bank balances, valuable assets and many gold ornaments. By 2:30 had a plate of Vegetable Biryani in Raghavendra Tiffins at B N Reddy Nagar for 23 rupees. Returned home by 2:45 on my bicycle. Completed typing out my blog titled “Welcome 2010” by 5:00. My imaginary character Sparsha puts eight questions to me in this fictional interview with me. I answer her questions by my name of Raja Yogi. It is a casual talk about India and Indians now. It amounted to eight pages. Posted it on my blog site by 5:10. Added the photo of the tattooed back of a modern girl in the beginning of it. Had four chapatis in the abode of Murali by 8:30. Watched their television for some time. Murali and I came to my abode by 9:15. We spent talking for some time before sleeping. Went to sleep by 10:30.

27 December (Sunday)

Woke up by 6:00. Washed my clothes and took a head bath with hot water by 8:00. Had three idlies with Sambaar at Maha Lakshmi Tiffins by 8:30. Spent reading today’s dailies for two hours. Browsed Internet from 11:00 to 3:30. Bought a dozen bananas for 25 rupees. Had four of them for my lunch. Rested on cot for one hour. Ironed two pairs of my clothes by 5:30. Cooked a little rice by 6:00. Bought an egg curry for six rupees and a potato curry for eight rupees at a curry point near NGO Colony bus stop by 6:30. Had my supper by 7:00. It is getting very cold at night. I am closing all the doors and windows of my abode. Yet cool winds are entering my bedroom. I think nature is in love with me. Night talked with my cousin Naren in Gollalagunta over phone. His father grew paddy in two acres of land in this crop season. The yield is satisfactory. Naren is preparing well for GATE-2010. Then called up Srijana. Anand slept by 6:30 itself. He is able to sit on his own for a few seconds. Actually he should crawl before this stage of his formative age. He is always demanding the presence of his mother. Apart from her breast milk, he is having little amounts of hard food also now. Often she is taking his photos. These days Vamsy is mostly staying at the rented abode of his cousin at RTC Crossroads. He joined a store here to do casual evening work and earn a little for him. I allowed him to use his liberty. I am a disciplinarian. Many don’t enjoy my presence. I can live alone and even among many. Winter is my favourite season in India. I am very comfortable and happy in this rented abode. Went to sleep by 10:30.

28 December (Monday)

Woke up by 6:30. Had five bananas by 7:30. Went to Maha Lakshmi Tiffins by 8:30 and had a Utappam. Advised this hotelier to increase the thickness of this breakfast item to match its price. From 9:00 to 6:00 edited four emails for my second book. By 12:30 had a plate of rice in Rama Rao Hotel for 30 rupees. Afternoon got a phone call from a company at Madhapur. They are looking for a content writer. I said I am engaged in editing and getting my works published now. Called up Srijana by 6:00. Her father brought the parcel from the branch office of Navata Road Transport in Tuni. She found the two sarees, which I bought for her recently, beautiful. She told me that her maternal uncle Sekhar lost his bike, when it was parked in the premises of the house, in which they are living as tenants, in Tuni. Somebody stole it last night. He complained to police about this theft. My friend Veeranjaneyulu did not yet give me the beautiful mosquito net, which he offered to present to me as a gift recently. He bought a piece of cloth for this purpose and gave it to a tailor for stitching it. He is an active participant in the present Separate Telangana Movement. He is talking proudly with the cousins of Veeru when they are asking him for it. My cousin Murali wants to go to the ashram of SRCM at Thumukunta to live there in a rented abode with Ramya after marriage. His mother is not happy with this idea. She is upset at his selfish mentality. He did not give money to her to buy clothes for their close female relatives and food items needed to offer to their guests, who come to their abode soon, on the occasion of his marriage. She said that she is disturbed about his carelessness towards his parents and his brother Bala. Money seems to be the issue in this setting. Murali has no enough money to resolve these issues at home. Nobody is there to support him. It is a holy day today for the devotees of Lord Vishnu. Went to sleep by 11:00.

29 December (Tuesday)

Woke up by 6:45. Had Upma in the abode of Murali by 8:30. My cousin Murali, his mother and I reached furniture store Aditya Enterprises near Ganesh Temple by 10:00 on foot. Murali bought a Zuari oak cot, a stool, two chairs and a divan cot spending 20,190 rupees in it. The owner of this store got them transported to his abode in an auto rickshaw at a charge of 70 rupees. Spent watching television in their abode for one hour. Had my lunch there by 1:30. Came back to my abode and edited an email for my second book. Went to the abode of Murali by 4:00. Murali, his mother and I went to a nearby Kirana shop and bought some cooking items for 909 rupees. Murali is upset about the prices of pulses, sugar and such other items now. He bought them for domestic use at the request of his mother. Their close relatives come here soon in view of his marriage in Chennai. Earlier Murali did not witness the sphere of a poor housewife. His mother has been struggling for long to look after her two sons spending the little money they give her every month for domestic expenses. Murali encounters such family responsibilities soon. We two walked to NGO Colony Park by 5:00. We spent talking for half an hour in it. We returned home by 6:00. His mother prepared eight chapatis and potato curry for us by 7:30. We had them by 8:00. It was cloudy today. Evening my brother Srinivas informed me that he would come to Hyderabad in the morning hours on the 2nd of next month. He has to attend an important work, on behalf of main branch of UCO Bank in Visakhapatnam, at Reserve Bank of India, at Saifabad, in Hyderabad. He takes Godavari Express from Visakhapatnam. Went to sleep by 10:00.

30 December (Wednesday)

Woke up by 6:30. By 2:30 emailed my application to Cordelia Witton, the function coordinator at Capital M Restaurant in Shanghai for M Literary Residency Program 2010. Attached synopsis of my project in 2000 words, my letter of intent in 700 words, two samples of my emails sent to Deepthi, which will be published in my second book “A Dreamer’s Love Story”. I gave the contact details of Pramod K Nayar and Pingali Sailaja as my two referees. They are offering two writers residency programs in 2010 at Pondicherry in India and Shanghai in China. I opted for Indian Residency at Pondicherry, which goes on between November 2010 and February 2011. They provide the selected writers with accommodation and a stipend of US$ 1000. Both published and unpublished writers can apply for this residency. Their judges scrutinize these entries. The names of winners will be declared by 15 March, 2010. I wrote about my 200-page work of fiction, as my project, on which I intend to work during this residency. Sakunt, Saranya and Saket are the three characters in it. Love, marriage and hypocrisy of contemporary Indian society are the themes. The title of this work is “Put Together”. I took four hours’ time to fill this application, type out a synopsis of my project and a letter of intent on my computer. Today I was occupied with the work and thoughts of this residency program. It is a beautiful, constructive and exciting platform for English writers in India and China to interact and exchange their views. I am happy about sending my application for this residency. I think M Restaurant Group is funding this writers residency program. Writers should educate and reorient others. Went to sleep by 11:00.

31 December (Thursday)

Woke up by 6:30. A plumber came and repaired two taps in our kitchen and toilet by 10:30. Our house owner pays him for this work. He stopped leakage of water fitting new parts into them. We talked a little about the present Separate Telangana Movement. He said that common people like him need work and opportunities to grow. He is not happy with these political leaders and their public shows demanding a separate Telangana state. He belongs to Telangana region. I liked his view on life. Today I edited three emails for my second book. Had a plate of rice in Rama Rao Hotel by 2:00 for 30 rupees. There is no quality food or hygiene in this hotel. I felt angry about this hotelier. I know he does not change. Idiots run hotels in India. Only fools eat there helplessly. Evening spent in the abode of my cousin Murali for two hours. Had a plate of egg noodles in a nearby Chinese fast food point by 7:30. My stomach is upset for two days. Bought an antibiotic tablet at Apollo medical store for seven rupees. Took it with coconut water worth 12 rupees. Doctors extract me if I consult them about this disorder. Evening my cousin Bala brought 4 GB of Telugu and Hindi feature films and related songs, getting them copied into my USB flash drive, by a familiar fellow in his school. Copied them to my computer by 9:30. There are many Telugu cine songs composed by Ilayaraja. Today my brother Srinivas informed me that he is not coming to Hyderabad, as scheduled earlier, to attend the work of UCO Bank. They are sending another staff member to do it. Watched the Telugu songs program “Swara Raaga Sammohanam” on Eenadu Telugu television channel from 11:00 to 12:30. Bade farewell to this year silently and sadly.


© 2011 Datla Chiranjeevi Raju

10 comments:

Anonymous said...

You are a sick, sick asshole who should be kicked into your balls. repeatedly.

Anveshana said...

Dear Anonymous,

Thank you for your kind and generous comment. If I deserve it, somebody must be there like you to do it with me. In case, I don't deserve it, somebody will certainly do it with you soon. Be prepared for it. Take care of your balls first. It seems you always play with your balls only. There is still time for you to grow.

manan said...

theres still time for you to get a job and support your family. do that first then take care of my balls. asshole.

Ashwini Kumaran said...

Dear Sir,
Am a great fan of u.... u write awesome stuff on ur page and theres alot to learn and read from ur life. I always look for people with capabilities to write. Infact! I orderd a copy of ur book on love poems online :D
Thankyou I hope we can get in touch on phone soon...Sir, i would feel grateful if you call me. My number is 07509497818. Feel free to call me, Im a writer myself and have my own publishing house in Delhi. I hope we get in touch. I would consider this an opportunity.

Anveshana said...

Dear Aswini Kumaran,

Thank you for your interest in my writing and me. I will call you up soon. I felt happy reading your comment on this blog site.

Anonymous said...

SRK:

Dear Writer,When ever i have time like to visit your blog, i like your writings, i wish god bless you and become successful writer.

Small Suggestion:Modern People are more interested in Love(only)stories..i know that you punlished Love stories book as wel, my question was how everyone(not me)can read your daily activities becoz everyone has it,You have great skills,Clarity,Vision and Heart..i want you to come out of this daily activity writings(I dont want anyone missing your writings),write about Nature,Love,Future,Passion and etc..Readers need something very interesting(IM waiting),as you are such a nice Human please do not waste time on scolding idiots(using volgur words for them)..I am following all of your writings in blog, yes i felt bad about your life..but dear,nothing is granted,you struggled enough but i hope the future is yours..you just change way of writing style..All the best.

Datla Chiranjeevi Raju said...

Dear SRK,

Thank you for visiting my blog site and reading content on it now and then.

I understood your care and concern for me reading your small suggestion for me!

Regarding my personal diaries, which I wrote for years, edited and posted here on this blog site, I am doing it for those who want to read real events as they are taking place in the life of a person. It’s like a live show on television. It would be more interesting and inspiring than recorded telecasts. I consider personal diaries as the greatest pieces of writing in literature. All are leading lives across the world but how many of them can write their personal diaries like me. Research online or otherwise and inform me if there are many or even a few writing personal diaries like me. Personal diaries of people awaken, educate, console and guide us from darkness to light and from despair to hope. It is not fiction but reality in which we are living now. If you know the beauty and adversity experienced by a traveler in his journey of life, you can gain insights from those occurrences and improve your life a lot without fearing them.

There is no scarcity of works related to fiction. There are thousands of books, films and other art forms aimed at taking us into a dreamy and blissful world and make us forget the pain and suffering of real life. God creates such artists always to balance both kinds of creative expression and entertain and educate His children on this earth planet.

I will write books in future and make you happy. I understand that you are not getting enough time to read my personal diaries. My second book A Dreamer’s Love Story will make you very happy because I narrated good stories to an MBA girl making her a kid in the imaginary world I created for her and me.

Publishers are not taking works from new writers now fearing their success rate as sales copies in the market.

I will write a novel after publishing my second book. I like to write two novels a year but circumstances are not in favor of me now. I don’t have enough money to live in a comfortable place and keep writing on and on and entertain and educate my dear creatures like you. If you are a rich creature, please give me a little abode, a little money for the survival of my little family and then check what I can do. I feel like writing a lot but I am able to produce only fraction of it due to financial problems. I am doing jobs to earn money and keep going. I write such words there which I don’t like personally but I do it because it seems to be my destiny. This is the destiny of many jobholders now in this commercial and money-centric world. (Reply to SRK-Part 1)

Datla Chiranjeevi Raju said...

Reply to SRK-Part 2) I am writing my personal diaries just not for others but also for me and my children. I experience bliss and love myself when reading these diaries but the fact is I could not read them all at one go till now after editing them. The writer of personal diaries being unable to find time and opportunity to read them after their finishing work is a matter of pain even for others to imagine. Mine is such status now.

I am not just a writer but idealist and dreamer. I want everything to be well, happy and orderly in this world. From this perspective, I get compelled to scold idiots because it is my duty.

You wrote that I had bad life but it is not just my story but millions of humans in this world. If you read only about happy and good people, you cannot assess the other kinds of lives. You must live in darkness for some time to understand the beauty and need of light in life.

Nothing is granted. I agree with you. Life is an inevitable risk at large. We are all facing it.
Past was also mine. It led me into my present. Future may or may not be happy for me because nothing is for granted, as you wrote beforehand. Many complexities and mysteries are hidden in and around us. Exploration leads us into understanding and reoriented life and negligence keeps us in a state of ignorance and darkness.

I can write more only if circumstances favor me. Then, nobody is bothered even if I don’t write anything. People keep living whether creative people do something or not for them. This is the beauty and mystery of the creation made by God for all of us.

I traced a sense of love, affection, warmth and belongingness for me in you reading this comment of you. Such pure and honest love inspires me to be happy and productive.

I cannot change my writing culture and attitude because if I change according to the interests and suggestions of others, I won’t be interesting to them after a stage. Each creature is different from others. God establishes and sustains such diversity of life in this world always.

I love you darling.

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Datla Chiranjeevi Raju said...

Dear Ghosh,

Thank you for reading my blogs.

I recorded your phone number.

I think you and I must spend some time with the folks we want to know about. Reality is different from our imagination.

We should tour some places in Coastal Andhra Pradesh to understand ordinary people better.

You can live in my abode of residence in Visakhapatnam district during this phase of investigation into the lives of some people as needed for your book.

I would be happy if you email me at rajayogi@live.com with more details and plan of action about it.

This is not a project which we can do through emails or telephonic talk.

Sincerely,
Chiranjeevi.