The Childhood!
The nostalgic feelings are getting stronger....I have made up my mind to write about my childhood stories and the incidents( I love recalling them when ever I find time, the first thing I do is to recall all the moments and fills me with lot of happiness..So,the blog would be the best place to write my nostalgic extensions... and longings......When I look back through time, it has been a wonderful journey all thru...very very interesting starting from a telugu-medium primary school(what they call the "Dumpala badi") in the Aga Street of Berhampur,Orissa state of India. My Parents used to live in Visakhapatnam (Dad was then) a reader in College of Law Andhra University (this was in 1986).
In 1986.....
I was a lad of 6 years and went to my Grandparents place for my summer holdiays, they paralled with my mom's delivery. Both of my Grandparents used to stay in Berhampur...(there was an Interruption...My Frnd n fellow scholar n colleague Murthy as always was confused with some stuff, though he has good subject ( i can say he has good java n Data structures knowledge more than me... the only thing that screws up his total persona is.. the agressive mode that switches off many co-workers, I did tell him many times but change in persona is something not so obvious takes time...infact I was a One man army at one time...time taught me to be a team player and life taught me the challenges on the road ahead..) well getting back to the my kid days...
My Paternal grandfather is an ophthalmologist and grand mom is a music maestro she was n is a regular speaker at sukti mukta vali of AIR in India. My maternal granddad is a LMP(Licensed medical practioner) and grand mom is the most pure and innocent women I have ever met( in these 23 years of life).... Both the families are very affectionate, fun and frolic all the way for me at my native place (B'pur). I used to long so much as my babai's (Dad's younger brothers) were more less of my age and I used to play with them hours n hours together...(Fighting too ! ) Oh ... those were the best days of fun ever defined....I used to break hell whenever I used to leave for Vizag...Back in Vizag, I used to wait for holidays as my uncles used to come n we used to play hours n hours together.. what is the good word,Dumbsharades and Anthakshari( we used to have power cuts in the summer n Gosh ! they used to stretch for 2 hours in the evening. We used to play these fun games at our new colony rented-house in vizag.
Raja,Suman and Naveen used to join us from Hyderabad. I remember, we used to be a big-gang in vizag.Me,Bujji babai,Inna atta, Jaganath babai,Deepu,Sundeep,Raja,Suman,Naveen and Chowchi,Indira and my crazy friend Siva(he used to live in the middle portion of the 3 portions of our roman three emulating house)...this was the late '86. I now had a cool sibling....so chubby....so cute...(nah ! I am not biased..he was a real cute n chubby kid...he is a pretty smart ass now almost at everything in life but for so much at education, I am sure he will pull up !)...My life took a drastic change... I got shifted to a telugu medium school. I saw the school, it was such a dumb school with crowded kids sitting on the floor... but I hardly cared for them( I had a rich company of uncles who used to play with me.. thats what I counted on). My Sivaram Babai came with me to join me at Aga Street School, I was put into 2nd standard. Being very honest ...another strong reason for shifting me to Bam was... though I scored 90s in all subjects, I did awfully worse in the Sanskrit oration at Balabanu Vidyalaya and they had no other go but to fail me in my first standard...Yes ! I did fail in the very first standard of life... thats when I started succeeding in life...I was put into 2nd standard and My granddad started taking care of me n my dad sighed relief....
I used to go to school at 9 and used to come back home at 4pm. On the way my maternal grandmom used to give me some food n I used to rule them. At my paternal grandpa's place oh ! it was a strict place n for the kind of persona my granddad is, he used to command a lot of discipline. I used to feel that I am fettered at my place when my grand dad was around the corner. TV,Games and even people talking to each other(the mundane "batakani" stuff) was not acceptable to him. my grandmom used to n even now loves me a lot(my granddad also loves me a lot but that time it was so latent). My granddad made it a routine for me to read the selected articles from the news paper( those were the days when I was so young n I remember so well that for the first time in my life when I was reading the word "hardware" I read it as "Hari" "Dwar" :) and My granddad made me read it again n again n he got it right the 10th time when I tried my luck in a different way..)At school I was the best at english ( atleast I had my first standard in english medium so best of the rest). I was pretty new to telugu and I used to attend a tuition for learning telugu at Shanti akka's place. I made friends with Venkatesh,Baba and others they are from a different school. Oh ya ! Sujatha,Jyothi,Geeta were my favourite friends and I used to eat their boxes so often that their parents used to send me Xtra stuff !). Sujatha's mom was so loving that she used to invite me to her place n feed me sumptuously . She was so loving towards all the kids.
My pals of 2nd standard need more attention... one was Venky...pulavarthi venkatesh...this guy was so close frnd of mine.. he had a huge family(theirs was a combined family) his family was full of kids and I used to be at his place mostg of the time when I was no where else. It was so obvious for my folks to trace me out(because my schedules were so predictable that either I used to be at Santhi akka's place,Venki's or at my place). Santhi akka's tuition needs a special mention. My tuition timings were from 5-6.30pm in the evening. Venki used to sleep dialy in the tuition and I used to bug him by putting the chalk pieces n threads in his nose n ear. It was so fun irritating him those days... He trashed me one day as I disturbed him...I used to be so jovial n when Venky was thrashing me badly ... I was just smiling ..I was bleeding from my nose even then I dint retort back as he was my coolest buddy n it was a regular phenomenon of he thrashing me ...n asking me to forgive him....those were really cool moments of my second standard.....Baba(his parents were n are real devotees of Sai baba of putaparthi) he was called "kaki" for his color and this guy was regular to tuition n irregular to his homework. I used to like him so much too we were cool pals... we used to fool venky many times.... those were the days when we used to get "Giant Robot" serial in DD and venky was so innocent that he was told that me n Baba control a giant robot ....:)) I did take a magnifying glass from Venky telling him a cool story of giant robot...those were so cool days... I used to have so much fun... I hardly recalled my parents...By the time I used to get back home tired n take bath and have food....the dinner at Berhampur used to be one more incident which deserves a spcl note....Our dining table had a mirror exactly opposite to one chair... either I or Bujji babai will sit there...and we used to look in the mirror for a long time in different angles n frown the face n do everything but for eating and my grand mom used to scold us stating that we should not spend long times at dinner. All of us used to sit together...and watch serials like "Humlog",Ye jo hai Jindagi...those moments used so fine.. now when I am writing these things.. I just want to go to that life again...The bedroom also needs a special description...My inna atta(her name is Radha ramani and she was the youngest sister of my dad. Sivaram babai used to call her inna instead of Chinna and it became her name) made the bedroom ready every night for all of us to go n sleep. I used to sleep in between my grand mom n wall. 10pm in the night was a high time for me and I used to be fast asleep laying my hands on my grand mom...those days used to be so great...This was the regular life during my second standard in berhampur . I will recall any special moments during 1986 of my life and will blog them in my next write-up.
Nostalgia is one thing which gives me immense pleasure and It has become a habit to blog when ever I am feeling bugged or stressed up. The return on this investment of time is so high. The satisfaction I get when I read n recall all these fine moments of life and all the special people of my life, the pleasure I derive is jus beyond words....I need to make this habit of blogging down nostalgia more regular. These are the gifts for the beloved ones which no money can buy. These are the moments that can be felt and experienced by all the people involved in those time frames with me.
The nostalgic feelings are getting stronger....I have made up my mind to write about my childhood stories and the incidents( I love recalling them when ever I find time, the first thing I do is to recall all the moments and fills me with lot of happiness..So,the blog would be the best place to write my nostalgic extensions... and longings......When I look back through time, it has been a wonderful journey all thru...very very interesting starting from a telugu-medium primary school(what they call the "Dumpala badi") in the Aga Street of Berhampur,Orissa state of India. My Parents used to live in Visakhapatnam (Dad was then) a reader in College of Law Andhra University (this was in 1986).
In 1986.....
I was a lad of 6 years and went to my Grandparents place for my summer holdiays, they paralled with my mom's delivery. Both of my Grandparents used to stay in Berhampur...(there was an Interruption...My Frnd n fellow scholar n colleague Murthy as always was confused with some stuff, though he has good subject ( i can say he has good java n Data structures knowledge more than me... the only thing that screws up his total persona is.. the agressive mode that switches off many co-workers, I did tell him many times but change in persona is something not so obvious takes time...infact I was a One man army at one time...time taught me to be a team player and life taught me the challenges on the road ahead..) well getting back to the my kid days...
My Paternal grandfather is an ophthalmologist and grand mom is a music maestro she was n is a regular speaker at sukti mukta vali of AIR in India. My maternal granddad is a LMP(Licensed medical practioner) and grand mom is the most pure and innocent women I have ever met( in these 23 years of life).... Both the families are very affectionate, fun and frolic all the way for me at my native place (B'pur). I used to long so much as my babai's (Dad's younger brothers) were more less of my age and I used to play with them hours n hours together...(Fighting too ! ) Oh ... those were the best days of fun ever defined....I used to break hell whenever I used to leave for Vizag...Back in Vizag, I used to wait for holidays as my uncles used to come n we used to play hours n hours together.. what is the good word,Dumbsharades and Anthakshari( we used to have power cuts in the summer n Gosh ! they used to stretch for 2 hours in the evening. We used to play these fun games at our new colony rented-house in vizag.
Raja,Suman and Naveen used to join us from Hyderabad. I remember, we used to be a big-gang in vizag.Me,Bujji babai,Inna atta, Jaganath babai,Deepu,Sundeep,Raja,Suman,Naveen and Chowchi,Indira and my crazy friend Siva(he used to live in the middle portion of the 3 portions of our roman three emulating house)...this was the late '86. I now had a cool sibling....so chubby....so cute...(nah ! I am not biased..he was a real cute n chubby kid...he is a pretty smart ass now almost at everything in life but for so much at education, I am sure he will pull up !)...My life took a drastic change... I got shifted to a telugu medium school. I saw the school, it was such a dumb school with crowded kids sitting on the floor... but I hardly cared for them( I had a rich company of uncles who used to play with me.. thats what I counted on). My Sivaram Babai came with me to join me at Aga Street School, I was put into 2nd standard. Being very honest ...another strong reason for shifting me to Bam was... though I scored 90s in all subjects, I did awfully worse in the Sanskrit oration at Balabanu Vidyalaya and they had no other go but to fail me in my first standard...Yes ! I did fail in the very first standard of life... thats when I started succeeding in life...I was put into 2nd standard and My granddad started taking care of me n my dad sighed relief....
I used to go to school at 9 and used to come back home at 4pm. On the way my maternal grandmom used to give me some food n I used to rule them. At my paternal grandpa's place oh ! it was a strict place n for the kind of persona my granddad is, he used to command a lot of discipline. I used to feel that I am fettered at my place when my grand dad was around the corner. TV,Games and even people talking to each other(the mundane "batakani" stuff) was not acceptable to him. my grandmom used to n even now loves me a lot(my granddad also loves me a lot but that time it was so latent). My granddad made it a routine for me to read the selected articles from the news paper( those were the days when I was so young n I remember so well that for the first time in my life when I was reading the word "hardware" I read it as "Hari" "Dwar" :) and My granddad made me read it again n again n he got it right the 10th time when I tried my luck in a different way..)At school I was the best at english ( atleast I had my first standard in english medium so best of the rest). I was pretty new to telugu and I used to attend a tuition for learning telugu at Shanti akka's place. I made friends with Venkatesh,Baba and others they are from a different school. Oh ya ! Sujatha,Jyothi,Geeta were my favourite friends and I used to eat their boxes so often that their parents used to send me Xtra stuff !). Sujatha's mom was so loving that she used to invite me to her place n feed me sumptuously . She was so loving towards all the kids.
My pals of 2nd standard need more attention... one was Venky...pulavarthi venkatesh...this guy was so close frnd of mine.. he had a huge family(theirs was a combined family) his family was full of kids and I used to be at his place mostg of the time when I was no where else. It was so obvious for my folks to trace me out(because my schedules were so predictable that either I used to be at Santhi akka's place,Venki's or at my place). Santhi akka's tuition needs a special mention. My tuition timings were from 5-6.30pm in the evening. Venki used to sleep dialy in the tuition and I used to bug him by putting the chalk pieces n threads in his nose n ear. It was so fun irritating him those days... He trashed me one day as I disturbed him...I used to be so jovial n when Venky was thrashing me badly ... I was just smiling ..I was bleeding from my nose even then I dint retort back as he was my coolest buddy n it was a regular phenomenon of he thrashing me ...n asking me to forgive him....those were really cool moments of my second standard.....Baba(his parents were n are real devotees of Sai baba of putaparthi) he was called "kaki" for his color and this guy was regular to tuition n irregular to his homework. I used to like him so much too we were cool pals... we used to fool venky many times.... those were the days when we used to get "Giant Robot" serial in DD and venky was so innocent that he was told that me n Baba control a giant robot ....:)) I did take a magnifying glass from Venky telling him a cool story of giant robot...those were so cool days... I used to have so much fun... I hardly recalled my parents...By the time I used to get back home tired n take bath and have food....the dinner at Berhampur used to be one more incident which deserves a spcl note....Our dining table had a mirror exactly opposite to one chair... either I or Bujji babai will sit there...and we used to look in the mirror for a long time in different angles n frown the face n do everything but for eating and my grand mom used to scold us stating that we should not spend long times at dinner. All of us used to sit together...and watch serials like "Humlog",Ye jo hai Jindagi...those moments used so fine.. now when I am writing these things.. I just want to go to that life again...The bedroom also needs a special description...My inna atta(her name is Radha ramani and she was the youngest sister of my dad. Sivaram babai used to call her inna instead of Chinna and it became her name) made the bedroom ready every night for all of us to go n sleep. I used to sleep in between my grand mom n wall. 10pm in the night was a high time for me and I used to be fast asleep laying my hands on my grand mom...those days used to be so great...This was the regular life during my second standard in berhampur . I will recall any special moments during 1986 of my life and will blog them in my next write-up.
Nostalgia is one thing which gives me immense pleasure and It has become a habit to blog when ever I am feeling bugged or stressed up. The return on this investment of time is so high. The satisfaction I get when I read n recall all these fine moments of life and all the special people of my life, the pleasure I derive is jus beyond words....I need to make this habit of blogging down nostalgia more regular. These are the gifts for the beloved ones which no money can buy. These are the moments that can be felt and experienced by all the people involved in those time frames with me.