VANI TRISATI - THREE HUNDRED POEMS IN TELUGU ON CONTEMPORARY ISSUES- WITH TRANSLATION IN ENGLISH PROSE AND TELUGU PROSE

VANI TRISATI - THREE HUNDRED POEMS IN TELUGU ON CONTEMPORARY ISSUES- WITH TRANSLATION IN ENGLISH PROSE AND TELUGU PROSE

VANI TRISATI - THREE HUNDRED POEMS IN TELUGU ON CONTEMPORARY ISSUES- WITH TRANSLATION IN ENGLISH PROSE AND TELUGU PROSE 

తెలుగు భాషలో ఛందోబద్ధంగా పద్యం వ్రాయడం అతి క్లిష్టమైన ప్రక్రియ. 11 వ తరగతి తరువాతతెలుగు వ్యాకరణంతో పూర్తి బంధం తెగి పోవడమూ, 

తదుపరి జీవితమంతా ఎక్కువగా ఆంగ్ల భాషాపుస్తకాలే చదవడం వల్ల తెలుగులో కొంతనైనా చందోబద్ధంగా పద్యం రాయాలన్న నా కోరిక అలానేమిగిలి పోయింది. ఐతే నా తృష్ణ చల్లారనిది . ప్రయత్నిస్తూనే ఉన్నాను. కాని ఏనాడూ ఒక్క పద్యంకూడ పూర్తి చెయ్యలేదు.

It is a difficult proposition to attempt to write a poem in Telugu grammatically. I lost total touch with Telugu grammar rules which are complex after my 11^th class. As I was totally engrossed in reading and dealing in English, this desire to write a poem in Telugu remained a dream. But my appetite is unquenchable. So, time and again, I have been trying and failing in the process. But, I could never complete even a single poem.

ఎట్టకేలకు, నా రాణి వాణి పై ఒక పద్యం మొదలు పెట్టాను. చిన్నతనాన నేర్చుకున్న వ్యాకరణసూత్రాలు, లఘువులు, గురువులు, వృత్తాలు, యతి, ప్రాసలు ఒక్క సారి మననం చేసుకున్నాను. నాభార్య సలహా తీసుకున్నాను. పద్యం పూర్తయ్యాక. ఆమె కొన్ని తప్పులు దిద్దింది.

ఐనా కొన్ని లోపాలు ఉండవచ్చు. నాకు తెలిసి ఒక చోట యతి గతి తప్పింది. కుదరలేదు, సరైనపదం. వదిలెశాను.

ఇక మీ ఓపిక.

At last with the blessings of Goddess Vani and with wishes from my wife Vani, I recalled the grammar rules I learned during my school days, referred a few books, took my wife’s advice, as she knew Telugu better than me and compiled the first poem on Godess Vani and Vani. This is called Champakamala, in Telugu lingo. There might be errors and as I stay in Mumbai, I had no option but to depend on my wisdom. As far as I know, there is one clear error. Please correct, if you have knowledge of Telugu grammar.

వాణి శతనానికి నాందీ పద్యము.

కుసుమ లతా విధాన మొక మందర మారుత తుల్య భాషణల్

తరుణివి నీదు భార మతి నేర్పున తీర్పున మ్రోయు ధీమతిన్,

చిన్నతనమందె కష్టముచె భారము మీరగ తీర్పున భరిం

చి సుమ పరీమళంబు శుచి జల్లిన నా యలివేణి వాణికిన్!

Dedicated to Goddess of Knowledge, Vani.

నా చదువుల రాణి వాణికిj అంకితం.

Like a creeper blooming with flowers that moves lightly during wind, your words are so mild and touching. As a lady of the house, when you entered our house, you bore your burden with proper judgment and intelligence. When very young you faced unbearable troubles with aplomb. Like the flower creeper, you spread the sweet smell of flowers in my life. I dedicate this to the one woman in my life, Vani.

వాణి శతకం PART 4

On Advani in lighter vein.

రాజకీయమన్న రాస క్రీడగ మారె
పెదవి యెండి పోయె పదవి ముద్దు
కాటి కేగ చూసె కోట గుమ్మము దారి,
వాణి పలుకు మాట నాదు నోట! 216
(అద్వానీ గారి ఆశ)

English:

Adult games is politics,
Wants
To kiss power
With dried lips
Yond at  yard
Grave Yard
But
Eyes look
For King's Court!

Politics has turned to adult games. Though lips are dried due to old age, retired pliticos want to kiss power. Though at a yard distance, there is grave yard, they want to still look at King's Court yard!


On Rohit and JNU rows

కమ్మ్యునిష్టు లెల్ల కావు కావు gu మనుచు
కుర్చి కొరకు తాము కీచు లాడ
వారు పేర్చ బురద విరిసె కమలమందె
వాణి పలుకు మాట నాదు నోట! 217

English:  Even as Leftists caw relentlessly in a cock fight for chair,  Lotus (BJP) flourishes in the mud they throw at the Rightists.

On Kejri.

లాలు పాలు జేయ లౌకిక మంటివొ
లోకు పాలు పేర జోకు సెసెదొ,
వాలు కేజ్రి నీదు వాలము వంకరె
వాణి పలుకు మాట నాదు నోట! 218

English: You surrendered to Lalu and said it was for secularism.  Simultaneously you joke on Lokpal, to fight corruption. Kejri! Your dog tail is always twisted. Who will straighten it?

Tolerance debate:

సహన మన్న నేమి కుహన లౌకికు లార
సభను సాక్షి సేసి సుళ్ళు పలుకె
పచ్చ బడ్డ కళ్ళు పసిమినె జూచునొ
వాణి పలుకు మాట నాదు నోట! 219

English: What is "TOLERANCE" pseudo seculars? Is it telling lies with the whole house witnessing? The jaundiced eyes see but only yellow!

Rohit Suicide:

మరణ మొకటి కారణముగ జూపి

రాజకీయు లెల్ల రచ్చ సేయ

భరత మాత కుమిలె బాధను దిగమ్రింగి 

వాణి పలుకు మాట నాదు నోట! 220

English: Showing an unfortunate death as reason, politicos are making weird noises. Viewing this, Bharat Mata is wailing in her heart swallowing her pain.

On students of HCU

కలము వదిలె కులము సంకులమును సేసె

కత్తి దూయ వారి వృత్తి యాయె

గురువు లందు భక్తి కరువు యాయెను కద 

వాణి పలుకు మాట నాదు నోట! 221

Leaving pen aside they hang on to caste debate and draw swords on polity. Where is respect for teaching profession? 

Subsidized educatio

కులము బలిమె కాని కలము బలిమి లేదు 

జేబు నిండ సొమ్ము డాబు  మెండు

విద్య మిధ్య యాయె మదుపాన వ్రతులకు 

వాణి పలుకు మాట నాదు నోట! 222

English:

The whole strength of these guys lies in caste not in their wisdom represented by Pen. With pocket full of subsidy money, these guys are enjoying promiscuity. Education has become a mirage to these guys drunk with false pride.

Hypocrisy of Leftists.

పుట్ట కులము లేదు గిట్టగ యెటదని  

మనువు చెప్ప తప్పె మావొ యొప్పె 

తాత పేరు చెప్పి తాగు నేయేవరిది 

వాణి పలుకు మాట నాదు నోట! 223

If Manu has said there is no caste when a human is born or when he attains salvation it is wrong. How can it be right if Mao says the same fact? You drink ghee in the name of your grand father and blame him?

Subsidized lives

పన్ను జనులు కట్ట పాయసమును త్రావి

వారి మీదె విషము వాంతి సేతె

కర్ణు వలెను బతుక కలుగవె శాపాలు

వాణి పలుకు మాట నాదు నోట! 224

You drink kheer from the tax payers' money and vomit poison on them. Are you not ashamed to live like the legendary Karna?  (dependent on alms given by Duryodhana) 

Conversions.

మతము మారె గాని గతమొదలరు కదా
కులము పేరు తోడె కొలువు సేయు
తులసి తోట లోన కలుపు మొక్కల వోలె
వాణి పలుకు మాట నాదు నోట! 225

You changed your religion. But still you still look for employment on the caste of your original religion. You act like weeds in a Tulsi (a pious plant) garden!



పిలిచి సత్కరింప శిలువ వేసిరి కదా
భరత మాత మేన బాకు పొడిచి
ముదము గూర్చు మతము మదపుటేనుగు యాయె
వాణి పలుకు మాట నాదు నోట! 226
Tu

We invited you with open hands. But you pierced a knife in the heart of Bharat Mata and crucified her in the name of conversions. Religion that should please hearts was turned into a wild elephant crushing people.


సేవ పేరు చెప్పి సేతురె కుటిలత
మతము మార్పె మీదు మతము వృత్తి
పేదరికమెrd మీదు పెట్టుబడి గదర
వాణి పలుకు మాట నాదు నోట! 227

Name is service
Intent dubious
Forcible conversion
Is your religion
You barter faith
By ways of stealth
Penury of people
Is your capital!

Name is service but your intent is dubious. Forcible conversion is your profession and religion. Poverty of third world is your capital. 

Cricket defeat

గెలుపు యంచు నుండి సులువుగ వోడేరు
భరత మాత పసిడి బిడ్డ లెపుడు
పోయె సిగ్గు ఎపుడొ పరువోయె పందిట
వాణి పలుకు మాట నాదు నోట! 228

Karyeshu Dasi, Karaneshu Manthri; Bhojeshu Mata, Shayaneshu Rambha, Roopeshu lakshmi, Kshamayeshu Dharitri, Shat dharmayukta, Kuladharma Pathni

‘కార్యేషు దాసి, కరణేషు మంత్రి, భోజ్యేషు మాతా, రూపేచ లక్ష్మీ, శయనేషు రంభ, క్షమయా ధరిత్రీ… ఈ వాక్యాలకు చక్కటి ఉదాహరణ నువ్వుThese are five poems on "Karyeshu Daasi" the value of a wife in life.

"కార్యేషు దాసి" అనువాద పద్యాలు 5. మొదటి మచ్చు తునక.n

భోజ్యేషు మాత


కట్నమీయదంచు కన్నీరు పాల్చేసి
మొద్దు నిద్ర బోవు మొరటు మగడ
ముద్ద పెట్టు వేళ మాతయె తను కాదె
వాణి పలుకు మాట నాదు నోట! 229
Oh! Moronic hubby! You trouble her with sharp words that she did not bring enough dowry and sleep without sensation. Did you ever not feel she would be like your own mother when she fed you food?
"కార్యేషు దాసి" అనువాద పద్యాలు 5. రెండవ మచ్చు తునక.
శయనేషు రంభ

తెల్లవారగానె తేనీరు కావలె

పడతి బాధ పెట్ట పండుగాయె

ముద్దు సేయ యామె ముగ్ధయె తనుకాదె

వాణి పలుకు మాట నాదు నోట! 228

You want hot tea as soon as you wake up. Troubling your wife is a pastime for you. When she gives you sensual pleasure did you ever consider her a tender heart?

తెల్లవారగానె తేనీరు కావలె
పడతి బాధ పెట్ట పండుగాయె
ముద్దు సేయ యామె ముగ్ధయె తనుకాదె
వాణి పలుకు మాట నాదు నోట! 228
You want hot tea as soon as you wake up. Troubling your wife is a pastime for you. When she gives you sensual pleasure did you ever consider her a tender heart?
"కార్యేషు దాసి" అనువాద పద్యాలు 5. మూడవ మచ్చు తునక.
కరణేషు మంత్రి

తప్పటడుగు వేసి తప్పు దారిన బోయి
దిక్కు లేక తిరుగ తిమిర మందు
మంత్రి వోలె పడతి మంచి దారిని చూపు
వాణి పలుకు మాట నాదు నోట!   230
When you are lost in the melee of troubled lands by your volition going the wrong way, was it not she who brought you back to the high way respectable living like a minister does to a king?>
తప్పటడుగు వేసి తప్పు దారిన బోయి
దిక్కు లేక తిరుగ తిమిర మందు
మంత్రి వోలె పడతి మంచి దారిని చూపు
వాణి పలుకు మాట నాదు నోట!   230
When you are lost in the melee of troubled lands by your volition going the wrong way, was it not she who brought you back to the high way respectable living like a minister does to a king?>
"కార్యేషు దాసి" అనువాద పద్యాలు . నాల్గవ మచ్చు తునక.
మచ్చు తునక.
కార్యేషు దాసి
కన్న వారి నొదిలి కంట నిదుర మాని
కంటి పాప వోలె కాచు నిన్ను
కాసు తానె తెచ్చు దాసియె తనుగాదె
వాణి పలుకు మాట వినర నరుడ! 231
Leaving her kith and kin and parental home and bringing enough wealth with her, she protects you like an eye lid the eye. Is she not acting like your maid?
"కార్యేషు దాసి" అనువాద పద్యాలు . అయిదవ పద్యము. రూపేచ లక్ష్మి, క్షమయా ధరిత్రి

రూపేచ లక్ష్మి, క్షమయా ధరిత్రి
రమకు సాటి నిలుచు రమ్యము తనమోము
భార మంత మోయు ధరణి వోలె
యేడు జనమ ఫలము ఈడు జోడు తరుణి
వాణి పలుకు మాట నాదు నోట! 232
Her face radiates like Lord Vishnu's wife, Lakshmi. She bears the whole family weight like Mother Earth. She is your companion for many, many births bygone and future.
On Sunrise.
కిరణ కాంతి సోకి కోయిల కూయగ
సొమ్మ సిలెడు జగతి  సేద తీర
తూర్పు తెల్లవారె తేట గీతిక యందు
వాణి పలుకు మాట నాదు నోట! 233

As the Cuckoo Bird sings when the Sun rays touch her, as the tired world that rested the night, wakes up all freshness it dawned in the East. Our greetings to you.

On Telugu.

ఆటవెలది 

పునుగు లోన యుండు పులుపు జిహ్వకు వహ్వ

తెనుగు వినగ మేను తొలగు తమసు

పునుగు తెనుగు రెండు ఫలము జనమ లేడు 

వాణి పలుకు మాట వినర నరుడ! 

పునుగులు తిన్నారా? తెనుగు భాష విన్నారా? పునుగులో పులుపు జిహ్వ వారెవా అనిపించేట్లు ఉంటుంది. తెనుగు భాష ఒడలు జలదరింప చేస్తుంది. ఏడు జన్మల ఫలము కదా పునుగు , తెనుగు. 

On GHMC polls.
వోటు వేయ జనులు వుత్సవముగ బోవ
చెత్త కుప్ప లెన్నొ జేజె బలికె
గల్లి నిండ మురుగు గోదారి తలపించె
వాణి పలుకు మాట నాదు నోట! 235
(హైదరాబాదు మునిసిపల్ ఎన్నికల సరళిపై)  233
On Vani, my inseparable companion
మగని చాటు పిందె మరువపు పూదండ
వాణి రాణి యంచు బాణి కట్టి
వందనములను తెలిపె యందు కొనరటయ్య
వాణి పలుకు మాట నాదు నోట! 236
వాణి చంద్రుల శుభోదయం, నమస్సుమాంజలులు!
On Chris Gayle's game today in Mumbai against England.

గేలి సేయబోకు గేలు యాడుచు నుండ బాలు ఎగిరి పోవు బౌండరీకి పాలు పోక చూసె పాలిబోయి ఇంగ్లాండు వాణి పలుకు మాట నాదు నోట! 237

శతక బాదుడేల చితక బాదుడు చాలు ట్వంటి ట్వంటి చూడ తూగు యువత ఆరు నూరు కాని వీర బాదుడె ముద్దు వాణి పలుకు మాట నాదు నోట! 238

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 YOUTH! COME OUT OF THE BEAR HUG OF BARKHAS!

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Freedom of Expression, freedom to eat, freedom to sing, dance, drink or all other kinds of freedom that the Constitution of any democratic nation grants does not automatically translate to "freedom for promiscuity" Freedom comes at a cost. That cost is one's duty to owe allegiance to the Mother Land and duty not to trouble other citizens by one's abrasive behavior. "Your freedom stops where my nose starts" is a very famous saying.

Reading the news item that the high level inquiry committee of JNU recommended expulsion of five students from the campus thus paving way for effectively placing a boulder on the highway of their careers, I remembered a small anecdote that was in circulation during my childhood. 

A profligate youth, taken to stealing as a child, is awarded death penalty by the Courts on charges of murdering to rob. His mother starts copiously weeping on the fate that descended on her son and on her family. The incorrigible youth tells her, "Mother! You enjoyed my pranks as a child. In fact, you encouraged me to steal green vegetables from the garden of neighbors. You enjoyed when I brought you money and jewels, costly dresses. I wonder that now you are wailing. Did you ever not think that crime pro-generates crime and breeds seeds of monomania? You should have stopped me in my tracks when I was stealing green vegetables and shown me the right path to live a respectable life"

This anecdote has a moral. That which does not bend as a plant shall never bend when it grows up into a tree. The parent in me says that this "poor" guy born of poor parents is allowed to proceed with his studies. But the nationalist in me says he deserves expulsion, given the fact that in his catch-22 situation he is ready to listen to the demonic voices of the Barkhas, the Radeeps, the Thapars, the Akar Patels, the Rana Ayyubs, the Saba Naquis etc., more than the angelic voices that are trying to wean him away from the path of self-destruction. These self-styled crusaders for FOE are trying to romanticize this youth as they have done with a Rahul, with a Lalu, with a Kejri, with a Hardik, with a Jagan, with a A.Raja et al, who have destroyed themselves in the new found aura built around them by these selfish rancorous anchors and demented politicos. 

Justifying malfeasance, promiscuity, wrongdoing, viciousness, sassiness, conceit and gall on flimsy grounds or on victim hood vis a vis an unjustifiable ground is age-old phenomenon. Did the sons of Dhritarashtra not take shelter under the presumptuous alibi that their egotistic elder brother was insulted in Maya Sabha to perpetuate an unprecedented injustice on the Dharmic Pandavas and pious Draupadi? Back then during Treta Yug, did not Ravana use the alleged insult to his sister Surpanakha (herself a promiscuous lady) to kidnap Sita? Mythology tells us how these villains faced their nemesis. A month back I tweeted that it would be fun if a person drove a vehicle without a licence until he met with a fatal accident and their parents would wail till their tears dried.. And for the likes of Kanhiaya whose exposure to the murky world of politics, depending on the advice of the likes of Barkha and Sitaram Yechury would be fatal. Now, his chicken is coming home to roost.

See how this guy addicted to drinking heavy amount of beer justifies his addiction, with an indefensible  justification.

A Case for More Beer

A herd of buffalo can move only as fast as the slowest buffalo, and when the herd is hunted, it is the slowest and weakest ones at the back that are killed first. This natural selection is good for the herd as a whole, because the general speed and health of the whole group keeps improving by the regular culling of the weakest members.

In much the same way the human brain can only operate as fast as the slowest brain cells. Excessive intake of alcohol, we all know, kills off brain cells, but naturally it attacks the slowest and weakest brain cells first.

In this way, regular consumption of beer eliminates the weaker brain cells, constantly making the brain a faster and more efficient machine.

The specious argument by the so-called upholders of FOE is as good or as bad as this guy's justification to drink more beer and face hell on earth by "diseases unlimited". First of all, nothing on ground changed as far as FOE was concerned. Was it worse than the emergency when sane voices were stifled? Was it worse than the decade when the voice of a Prime Minister was never heard and the one time he had his way on issuing an ordinance the thumb-sucking baby of dynasty appeared in front of Media to use the most objectionable language to castigate a personality no less than the PM? They say, "I eat beef" Who said "no"? We only said "Do not kill cows" That is why I said freedom comes at a cost. Expressing freely without hurting others, the nation and your own Mother Land is like eating beef without killing animals. "What right do you have to kill animals who have as much right as you and I have to live in this Creation?" Will Barkha answer this question? 

Eulogizing terrorists is not Freedom of Expression. The same Congress Party that disowned Neta Jee for his revolutionary attitude towards our aliens the British, despite the fact that he was great nationalist, today display posters in Assam with Kanhiya  behind bars. Do Congress feel that celebrating terror acts every year was the nationalism of Mahatma Gandhi or Indira Gandhi? 

Now these guys from JNU are in the deepest mess. They are in a weak boat that is sailing against the wind and is sinking fast. One way out is to jump in the seas. But there are huge sharks in the form of Leftists, anchors, Congressmen, liberals, Naxals to swallow them. Like the atheist turned theist who developed confidence in Providence, these guys are vacillating between death and hope. Death of their careers, of course! 

                                         The athiest

An atheist was spending a quiet day fishing when suddenly his boat was attacked by the Loch Ness monster. In one easy flip,

the beast tossed him and his boat at least a hundred feet into the air. The monster then opened its mouth while waiting below

to swallow man and boat.  As the man sailed head over heels and started to fall towards the open jaws of the ferocious beast he cried out, "Oh, my God! Help me!"  Suddenly, the scene froze in place. As the atheist hung in midair, a booming voice came out of the clouds and said, "I thought you didn't believe in Me!"  "God, come on, give me a break!" the man pleaded, "Just seconds ago I didn't believe in the Loch Ness monster either!"  "Well," said God, "now that you are a believer you must

understand that I won't work miracles to snatch you from certain death in the jaws of the monster, but I can change hearts. What would you have me do?"  The atheist thinks for a minute and then says, "God, please have the Loch Ness Monster believe in You also." God replies, "So be it."  The scene starts in motion again with the atheist falling towards the ravenous jaws of the ferocious beast.  Then the Loch Ness Monster folds his claws together and says, "Lord, bless this food You have so graciously provided....."

Hope good sense prevails on these five guys and they return from the deep seas that they sailed into. In other words an apology to the Mother Land and an undertaking that they would distance from all Barkhas may save them the day and their careers.

And we are finding many columnists who masquerade as Journalists but in fact, are news traders who sell their souls for a few bucks here and there, that this Kanhaiya is loved by millions. The truth is millions are not bothered about these minions but those few who are bothered are awaiting news as in the following anecdote.

A law firm receptionist answered the phone the morning after the firm's senior partner had passed away unexpectedly. "Is Mr. Spenser there?" asked the client on the phone.

"I'm very sorry, but Mr. Spenser passed away last night," the receptionist answered. "Can anyone else help you?" 

The man paused for a moment, then quietly said, "no" and hung up. 

Ten minutes later, he called again and asked for Mr. Spenser, his ex-wife's lawyer. The receptionist said, "You just called a few minutes ago, didn't you? Mr. Spenser has died. I'm not making this up." The man again hung up.

Fifteen minutes later, he called a third time and asked for Mr. Spenser. The receptionist was irked by this time. "I've told you twice already, Mr. Spenser is dead. He is not here! Why do you keep asking for him when I say he's dead? Don't you understand what I'm saying?" 

The man replied, "I understand you perfectly. I just like hearing you say it over and over."

Hope these guys see reason and come out of the clutches of losers like Congress or ultra leftists in the guise of Media men and women.

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SATYAMEVA JAYATHE