Parva – Y. L. Bhairappa

It’s not just another re-telling. It’s the retelling of the Great Mahabharath without that mythological nonsense. People in this retelling behave, think and live like mortals. The devas are merely the hill folk with different traditions. Dharma, Maruth and Indra are the chieftains of the hill folk. And that’s all about the tradition of Niyoga. Krishna’s magic of saving Droupadi’s is not really required if Doupadi could stall the oncoming villain with the words. Is it? What do you think would exactly be the reaction of Duryodhana and Dussaasana if droupadi could say something like “dare to disrobe me if only you have the temerity to wage a ware with two of mighty kingdoms (Panchala & Yadava) whose rules are brothers (Drishtadyumna & Krishana respectively) to me”?

Listen Amaya


I happened to watch this on a trip the previous Sunday (12th June 2017). The one line description I read about this movie convinced that this movie is about human emotions and also that this movie is an award winner types. I was not wrong. I did thoroughly enjoy this movie.


The movie is about the daughter (Swara Bhaskar) of a widowed (Deepti Naval) woman not able to cope up with the relation that her seem to be enjoying with a another widower (Farooq Sheik). I liked the way the movie maintains a mellow pause without resorting to super-emotional scenes. I liked Farooq Sheik’s acting and characterization especially. Swara Bhaskar as Amaya was superb. The show of friction among the mother and daughter and daughter and her friend (Farooq Sheik) sometimes borders on love and sometimes on the anger that the other person is spoiling the friendship to get the relation transformed into another. I liked the way she comes around after realizing that her mom too had a right to life and love and none has a right to confine her mom to the  memories and condemn her life to them.

A good chance to learn


Now that I am removed from from the rest of the world, I shall concentrate on learning. And I have a lot of that to do. I want to learn. I want to learn like I am gonna die tomorrow. I want to understand and be better that I was a month ago. I wanna be more organized and want to escape the fates of a lot of management people. Apart from that, I wanna enjoy the writing styles of Brontë sisters, Salman Rushdie, Franz Kafka. I want to understand the Indian politics and politics in general. I want to be able to go to a pub in Germany and be able to start a conversation. I want to master German and French.

I want to make new friends (and if required shed old ones). I want to date a girl. I want to travel France, Netherlands and Switzerland. I want to take a holy dip in the world and come out clean of my evils that I was conditioned to suffer.

I want to emerge different. I want to emerge elegant. I want to experience joie de vivre.

Some books…


Some books make my smile and make me feel proud. I am reading this book called “Homo Deus”. I liked the author’s philanthropy (in it’s true meaning -not as in charity). so far this book talked about the problems the human had been able to conquer (famines, plagues and wars) and set the course for the humans to deal with the next set of problems (death, unhappiness and aspiring for god like abilities) and at the same time, doesn’t shy away from pointing our lack of morals like equality. I felt like reading Casmos – Carl Sagan all over again. Books like this never fail making feel proud for being born a human.

There are the other set of books I read; Politics. Our stupidity makes me cry when I read them. When I read how our attention is intentionally being diverted to sentiments like religion, nationalism so as to evade accepting the actual problems let alone be discussing them, I feel bad. I feel like atlas carrying the burden of the heavens on my shoulders.

I am now scared of picking up Freud. May be peering into brains and encountering devils could wait for some-more time.

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హోరున ముంచెత్తి
ప్రశాంతంగా తీరం దాటిపోతావు
ఊసూరంటూ నేను మిగిలిపోతాను
తలపులతో తరుక్కుపోతూ…
ఒంటరి స్వాలోలా.
బ్రద్దలౌడానికి సిధ్ధంగా..
షాంపేన్ బాటిల్‌లా.
పాతదారుల్లో క్రొత్తగా తిరుగుతూ
దొరకనిదేదో వెదుక్కుంటున్నాను.
బ్రతుకును నటిస్తున్నాను
మౌనాన్ని దాచేస్తూ
శూన్యాన్ని అక్షరాలతో నింపేస్తూ
ఆశనూ, ఆఖరునీ పొడిగిస్తూ పోతున్నాను.

One stupid thing I did

While playing with the settings and enabling cloud backup, I went ahead and deleted the the old back up. How stupid could I be? That meant, my highlights, underlines and all those books just rain down in a gutter from the cloud. I think I should arrested and locked away in a jail for this crime committed against self. Now I do have to read all those things. yay!!

By the way… I have decided to read Arundhati Roy, Charles Dickens and Salman Rashdie this year. May be LOTR too. I will finish my 50 books goal. I WILL not fail. and I will not cheat.

Books that made my mindset


(in the order of importance not of chronology)

  1. The Fountain Head – Ayn Rand: This is a very core part of what I preach and practice. “Don’t bow down to society. Keep your locus of control internal to you. Don’t lick other’s boots to be accepted among them”. is what Howard Roark practices. Mix that with OSHO and Chalam (A Telugu writer) you’ve got a wonderful role model.
  2. God Debris – Scott Adams: It’s surprising how something you stumble on out of boredom could give your thoughts a very powerful voice to your subliminal thoughts. It was 2006 and I was feeling bored in the office and so started browsing an internal site. I happened to find this little book (120 pages). What I had reading that book was an epiphany. It was so logically appealing that I would later find myself employing the methodologies employed by this Avatar guy. This book told me to see the problems from the other side other point of view.
  3. Chekumuki: It was a Telugu science magazine I did start reading when I was in my 6th grade. This book was my childhood’s Scientific American. I would go on to learn great things by read great books by Carl Sagan, Stephen Hawkins, Michio Kaku but that tiny 60 pager was my first love with science. That was the first book to satiate my hunger for knowledge and yet to keep me asking for more.
  4. Hetuvadi: It’s a 30 page booklet I am talking about. That used to be a Telugu monthly. The first I had ever read about rationalism. I would go on to read God’s Delusion, Why Am I Not a Christian/Muslim/Hindu but tiny magazine is very special for me for that left on the borders of becoming an atheist. Then came real world events and then a dollop of science to push me over.