Monday, August 18, 2025

Mom's birthday August 18 2025

కమల నిశ్చలపతి గర్భావిర్భావి
రాజ రామ శ్రీనివాస ప్రియ సహోదరి
శ్రీ శేషనరసింహ వదనారవింద సిరి వల్లి
కృష్ణ రంగనాథ శ్రీకాంత శ్రీనివాస భ్రాత పత్ని

గిరిజ రమణ స్మితల మమకారమూర్తి 
పల్లవించే చంద్రుని మాతృమూర్తి
సియాన్రియాల ఆనంద స్ఫూర్తి
ఆర్యన్మీనాక్షిల కిలకిలల ధాత్రి

చిలకమర్రి వంశ ఉష ఈ స్నుష 
మరింగంటి ఇంటి దీవెన ఈ ఉష
శ్రీ శేష నరసింహ మనోగతం 
నవ్వులతో విరాజిల్లే మరకతం

ధైర్యే సాహసే శ్రీ వల్లి
అనురాగాభిమాన వెల్లి
అమ్మ అలవోకలే మా ప్రేరణ
అమ్మ ఒడిలోనే మాకు నిర్వాణ!





Monday, August 11, 2025

Hearst Castle

Aspiring Spires rise
Spiraling quest into Skies
Heading to the clouds

Wealth weaves over waves
Dual duels with infinity
Rubble Trouble






Aish-war-ya laas-yam
Neel-am-ba-ra chum-ba-nam
Bha-va-na vai-nam


ఐశ్వర్య లాస్యం
నీలాంబర చుంబనం
భవన వైనం




Thursday, August 07, 2025

haiku from Hearst castle

Petal on petals
Blossoming serenity
A Contemplation

In the midst of marble and metal
I float gently on leaves and petal,
Silver and white might have might
Pink and green in serene delight.

Castles rise to royal template
Stretching spires, high from the ground.
I bloom to help contemplate
And blossom ideas profound.

(Experimenting with haiku in Telugu)

హరితామరం
దైవకార్యకలాపం
పుష్ప విలాసం






Thursday, January 16, 2025

welcoming 2025

A new day dawns,

As renewed sunshine no.

Here ends the year of Twenty and four,

Its 2025 now, to the fore.


An year of vice voices and votes,

Of rising prices, and of currency notes.

When inflation deflated many an incumbent,

Demagoguery remained ascendent.


Facts and fictions

Now coexist in fractions

Friction gains traction

When we pick our faction.


An year with wars all around,

As hopes for world peace run aground.

We all gazed to witness Gaza razed,

Is motherland dazed, is Ukraine unfazed?


What will the future bring

For whom will the bell ring!

Will we have the strength to condone,

Will we stand united or fall alone!


It was an year of loss and lament,

For silent statesmen, and humble chairmen

Arts' stalwarts and society's stars,

The owners of woh Taj, and Wah Taj!


Will this be the year of AI?

Are we doomed between Aye-Aye and bye-bye?

As it vacillates between elucidate or hallucinate,

Exacerbate or eXterminate!


There is still but hope,

The optimists' eternal trope

For a fresh bloom

Amidst all the gloom.


A new sun is upon us, 

May he shine bright 

It's the end of the tunnel, 

And we see the light. 


May we find a fresh resolve

Let our despair dissolve.

Amidst talk of boom and doom

Weave our dreams on hope's loom.


May this year ignite a spark

Dispel the fear of a night dark

May we find roads less traveled 

And discover passions unrivaled, unraveled.


May we find common dreams to unite us

May we forge bonds that untie us

May we find unique words to define us

May we break the cages that confine us.


May the start of the new year

Bring a new music to our ear

An wiser mind, and a younger heart

Let's welcome a new start. 


Happy 2025!








 



















Thursday, February 17, 2022

Aryan and Meena - rhymes with Nanna

We are going on a drive,

For miles twenty five,

Listening to radio live

into 680 South, we dive!


We stop at red light!

The day is bright.

Meena wants to bite,

Nanna says dont fight!


We traveled too far,

In our mazda car,

We're stuck in a jam,

that's not in a jar.



Sunday, December 26, 2021

Welcoming 2022

It's a day of joy and cheer,

The backend bookend for the year.

When Santa comes in his sleigh with deer 

The future adorns a hopeful veneer.

    The past fades, in a snap,

    those fleeting, ephemeral stories.

    Do they empower or do they sap?

    those fading humors, horrors and furies.

A new Sun hides, just beyond the veil

with new stakes for every head and tail.

What will you take a chance on?

To feel, to seal or to heal!

    So lets mask our fears,

    and mend our tears.

    Store away our rage,

    and restore our courage.

    Lets bring out the fireworks

    and mark our runups.    

    Wax poetic on our dreams

    while we bury viral rivalries.

Lets engage with another year

A New Year, with a kind ear

with a diverse vision

not endless division.

Lets start something truly new

And welcome 2022!

    

    


    

    

       





Tuesday, December 31, 2019

Welcoming 2020

As the welcoming screams, whistles, fireworks for a new year (and a new decade, no less) surround our serene apartment in my home from multiple sets of rowdy youngsters, enthusiastic party animals and high spirited spiritualists, I wake myself up from my own metaphorical stupor.  I'm awake, but lost in thoughts.  I forget where I was or what I was doing at the start of the last decade, but I try to remember the things and people lost and found over the last year.  My last month has been at home (though I reside elsewhere), with family, travel, food and shopping taking up all the time.  I found myself realizing that I hardly had time to reflect and react to a year gone by, a year that vanished like the mist on a bright winter day, like the smoke from the agarbathis - I felt its fragrance and its smell, but I couldn't hold on to it.  And now the year past is nothing more than a polaroid picture in reverse - a fast fading picture of jumbled memories.

I have lamented multiple times, to same and different people, that the times are moving too fast.  I am no Einstein, but as things move faster, time should slow down.  But these days, life is moving fast, and so does time.  May be I have stopped perceiving time, stopped to stoop and smell the flowers, stopped to marvel at the life around, stopped to revel in nothingness, stopped to ... stop.  I miss writing, I miss inspirations, I have become a passive observer of things, and letting life flow through me, rather than taking life for a ride.  So, I will try make amends.  I will try making resolutions, and try keeping them. And you keep me honest.

My Resolutions:

1.  Take time to update the blog - atleast once every 2 weeks (may be every pay day).
2.  Connect and Reconnect with friends and extended family.
3.  Play tennis atleast once a week - anywhere.
4.  Go to gym for 30 minutes atleast twice a week.
5.  Learn something new every couple of months [even simple things].
6.  Start volunteering.

So, here's to stopping to smell the roses, writing a blog on it, telling my cousins about it, and my new tennis / gym partners, may be learn to grow a rose tree and teaching that to school kids.

BIG GOALS.... Baby steps. Wish me luck.