After quite sometime I jotted down some thing really gud in telugu; how I had come to US; i jotted even a translation of it...
Telugu Liberty Vigraham cheti loni kaagada paina kaafi kaddamani, poverty aagraham to neti desam jagadam maafi cheddamani,
Kaalam tera venuka musimusi laade bhavishayttu ni, gaalam era vesi gammuna laagesi hattu kundamani, taalam vidi ga vesi lockers lo kudapettina dabbu dachedda 'Mani'
Aava pecchu bhandam vadili, Sand Witchu mantram tagili, Paschimana ayina Uttara Dakhsina lu undavani vimanayanamuna tattarapatu to takshanme vacchitimi
......Sashesham
a 'literal' translation!!!
English I planned to heat my cup of coffee over the fire from the torch of liberty, I wanted to end the fight of this poverty in the homeland
Future that hides behind the curtains of time, I wanted to pull it of with my wand and hold it in my arms, I planned to earn in dollars and store it in lockers,
Hence I left my dearest food of homeland, and the wand of sand 'witch' pulled me here I thought at least in the west (Paschima) there will be no uttara (reco letters) and Dakshina (bribe) and thus I immediately took a flight with out any second thought and landed here...
What is this umeed I had been talking about? Whose story is it?
It is a story of every one of us with a hope.... it is a story of a woman waiting for her beloved to come back from the war it is a story of a scientist looking for God, the secret and the perfection..the certainity it is a story of young graduate with hopes to find a living for himself.... it is a story of love and life...
Hey! I am Ramakrishna.. To me this page serves as a dump yard. I just dump what ever I feel in here. I don't bother whether it's good, bad or ugly. It may be about you or about myself or about any thing on the earth
...this is just the way I think!!!!
And most importantly, if you do not voice out what you think, the world will never feel your presence nor would it regret your absence!!!
PS: I type really fast and I do not even edit the posts; No semantics and syntax!!!
I do not claim the responsibility for any other malicious activities in here.
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