Thursday, November 25, 2010
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Monday, November 15, 2010
monday mosaic a weekly literary forum 15th nov
this week monday mosaic was held in association with the visakhapatnam public library as a part of the National Libray Week celebrations. the topic was Nehru as a writer. L.R.Swami presided the meeting. jagaddhatri was the first speaker. she expressed her views and feelings reading Nehrus works. she opined that Nehru was a follower of Gandhi but Nehru was more pragmatic than the former. if Nehru had to be assessed as a writer we ought to know him as a man. he was a very sensitive person, able statesman, a loving father , and had the calibre to play all the diverse roles in his personal and political life. Dr.Prasanna Kumar retired professor of Andhra University, a well read man and an effective speaker said that reading Nehru will charge him up and rejuvenate him. Quoting some anecdotes from the life of Nehru personal and political the speaker has made his speech interesting to the audience. The next speaker Ramateertha, writer, translator and critic and also a very good orator spoke about Nehru giving some new insights into studying Nehru in various facets. He proposed that the library management should conduct such meetings to discuss many things which cannot be done in an hour or two. it must be a series of meetings and people who are interested will attend. Saying that Chalam the great Telugu writer too like Nehru read and was influenced by Maeterlinck. He said that Chalam has written a story Kamala Nehru Samadhi Mundu Nehru( nehru beside the tomb of kamala nehru). this is a very unique experiment al writing of Chalam,as there is no tomb of Kamala existed in India at all. but the story shows the sensitive personality and the simplicity of a great politician who is even not allowed to have some time to at least mourn his beloved wife.People flock around him even there to see the great states man. quoting some more incidents from Dom Moraes autobiography My Son's Father ramateertha said that Dom was then a student and was also present when Kamala Nehru was in her last days. Dr. Maturi Srinivas writer and an active member of the Visakha patnam Steel Plant literary association rendered vote of thanks.Eminent vizagites like Dr.C.S. Rao, Varahalu Chetty and many others attended the meeting.
Friday, October 29, 2010
A POEM TO V (original poem in english by ramateertha)
A POEM TO MY V
Here is where my darling makes poetry
Adjusting the continental shelf
Positioning her writing pad of plateau
On the crouching back of mountains
With the astral bedside neon benignly aglow
Here is where my darling makes poetry
The swirling seas of alkaline sheet of water
Flow like ink through the sun - nib
Her uncapped fountain moving at a frantic pace
On the stationery of clouds
Makes Victoria falls look like
Running down tap water
Galaxies with starry bouquets
Wait outside for a permitting nod
For a condescending courtesy
Just a hello from her
Makes the universe contract and
Expand again
Alphabets are stallions unleashed
In the wild meadows of her iridescent moods
Poems rush like waves to meet their match
On an alien coast
Epics are statues in galactical squares
Where the traffic of space is abounding
Poets are headstones of unborn graves
All quite familiar
Her poetry workshop
Looks like a bakery
Where the stellar dough is kneaded
On the epicenter of earth
Her poems are millions of people
Crust and core soft and mellowed
Waiting to claim the earth as their habitat
In the centuries to unfold
Here is where my darling makes poetry
In the uterus walls of universe
Like bread, the babies are in making
Her poems are a will written on the bread loaf
Hidden
In the grain waiting to be harvested
She wields a sickle and sieve
To cut things to size, to filter the oddities
And to retain the quintessential memory ---
Of a brilliant memoir of a pulsating thought
Ripening to take birth
The whole world is a paper waiting to
Capture her poem
Here is where my darling makes poetry
Keeping her date with an unfurled bird's wing,
Electrifying the vertical horizons with
The wings of fire
To jagathi ,
On this valentine's day
RAMATEERTHA-
Here is where my darling makes poetry
Adjusting the continental shelf
Positioning her writing pad of plateau
On the crouching back of mountains
With the astral bedside neon benignly aglow
Here is where my darling makes poetry
The swirling seas of alkaline sheet of water
Flow like ink through the sun - nib
Her uncapped fountain moving at a frantic pace
On the stationery of clouds
Makes Victoria falls look like
Running down tap water
Galaxies with starry bouquets
Wait outside for a permitting nod
For a condescending courtesy
Just a hello from her
Makes the universe contract and
Expand again
Alphabets are stallions unleashed
In the wild meadows of her iridescent moods
Poems rush like waves to meet their match
On an alien coast
Epics are statues in galactical squares
Where the traffic of space is abounding
Poets are headstones of unborn graves
All quite familiar
Her poetry workshop
Looks like a bakery
Where the stellar dough is kneaded
On the epicenter of earth
Her poems are millions of people
Crust and core soft and mellowed
Waiting to claim the earth as their habitat
In the centuries to unfold
Here is where my darling makes poetry
In the uterus walls of universe
Like bread, the babies are in making
Her poems are a will written on the bread loaf
Hidden
In the grain waiting to be harvested
She wields a sickle and sieve
To cut things to size, to filter the oddities
And to retain the quintessential memory ---
Of a brilliant memoir of a pulsating thought
Ripening to take birth
The whole world is a paper waiting to
Capture her poem
Here is where my darling makes poetry
Keeping her date with an unfurled bird's wing,
Electrifying the vertical horizons with
The wings of fire
To jagathi ,
On this valentine's day
RAMATEERTHA-
Monday, October 25, 2010
Janaganamana 100 –
Bringing out a National poetry anthology on the Centennial occasion.
Janaganamana, the plank bearer song of our independence movement along with Bandemataram, is entering its hundredth year from 27.12.2010. The Centenary will continue up to 27.12.2011.
Tagore recited this song for the first time in the 26th National Congress Session at Calcutta on 27.12.1911. From 24.01.1950, the first stanza of the song has received the honour of National Anthem of India.
To commemorate the occasion, a national poetry anthology is being brought out from Visakhapatnam , in Dec. 2010.The anthology will comprise poetic contributions from more than 100 poets from Andhra Pradesh and other states of India .
In this connection, as you are a poet of repute in your language, you are reques to kindly send a A-4 page poetic contribution in English for inclusion in this anthology, which will be first brought out in Telugu, in Dec. 2010, and in English along with the Telugu contributions, in Feb-March, 2011.
At Visakhapatnam leading the centennial celebrations of the Janaganamana, a musical album, a souvenir, and a few other related publications are underway slated to be released in the last week of December, 2010.
As such, your kind contribution may kindly be sent to Dr. T.S.Chandra Mouli, the Member –liaison, Editorial Board, by e-mail on or before 15.11.2010. Please appreciate that contributions received after deadline will not be considered, due to practical constraints.
Thanks and regards,
T.S.Chandra Mouli PRO, MOSAIC LITERARY ASSOCIATION, AND JANAGANAMANA 100.
monday mosaic a weekly literary forum 25th oct
dear friends! hello! this monday on 25th oct monday mosaic as usual started of with poetry recital by Dr.P.K.Jayalakshmi, Asst Professor, St.Josephs college for women. she is not only a professor in hindi but also a well known writer in telugu. she read out the beautiful and sensitive poems of Suryakanth Tripathi Nirala. the poems were bhikshuk, jaga phir ek baar, two poems which gave the audience the real feel of Niralas uniquenes as a poet. Dr. D.V.Suryarao a Professor in Telugu in BVK college vizag, introduced a story of late Palagummi Padmaraju, which won the second prize in the world stories competetion of the HeraldTribune and brought Telugu literature pride. it was a story at present added in the syllsbus of the degree students. When some people objected the story as it states the basic instinct of man, Surya Rao being the member of the selection committee. supported and successfully retained it by explaining the others the psychological implication of the story. So in a way he shared with his experiences along with sharing the story. The story is about a man , who lives as a strict disciplinarian, one night gets stuck up in a storm in an unknown small railway station. none to help him except the lady whom he does not care for before who is a beggar woman. she protects him from his fear by caressing him like a mother. then the mind of the man changes but to find the lady dead under the collapsed roof of the booking clerk's room the next morning. in her hands were his purse and some money from the counter the clerk left. Rao takes away the money from her hands and keeps back in the counter. and he takes awy the money in his purse from her hands and leaves only his card in her hand. HE does this because for all the solace she had given him the night before he never wanted any one to think of her as a thief. this is a great psychological widely applaused by the world and translated to many foreign languages too. The next event as it always an Eminent writer, artiste Sri Dwivedula Somanatha Sastry who in his eighties with all zeal and zest took all the trouble to come and share the experiences of his life, that turned him a writer, and an eminent artiste by taking coaching from a great artiste Antyakula PydiRaju . he also told the audience how he shared his views with eminent writers like Chaso and SriSri and so on. The audience were delighted to see the album of his pictures. The guest of the evening was the well noted translator whom we all take pride in is Santosh Alex who has translated many malayalam writers to hindi and vice versa, and won many awards for his published works at national level.Responding being the guest was very much pleased with the way the peogramme was organised and promised his participation too in the activities of Monday Mosaic. the meeting was presided by the famous writer in telugu, and a prestigious translator for the central sahithya academi, and also the permanent president of our Mosaic literary forum. he suggested that if the poems to be read from other languages are brought in translation too and read it would be enjoyable to the audience and as well a good exercise for the person presenting the poems and it can be further sent to some magazine to be published. Poet, translator, Ramateeertha Secretary Mosaic welcomed and introduced the guests on the dias. the program was conclude with a joyous and heartfelt vote of thanks by Jagaddhatri, Joint secretary Mosaic....the audience left the hall with a feel of happiness of taking along with them some valuable information and having had a literary feast....thank u until next monday so long dear friends....jagaddhatri
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
shall we write a letter, a poem by yennam upender
dear all this is a translation of a telugu poem of a famous poet Yennam Upender, Director Postal Services, visakhapatnam.this poem for you this week n joy!
SHALL WE WRITE A LETTER
HE SAYS THERE’S A LETTER FOR HER
HER EYES LIT UP WITH LIFE
‘WOULD YOU PLEASE READ IT TO ME SON’ SHE PLEADS
THERE ARE ONLY TWO WORDS IN THE LETTER
HER EYES TURN POOLS OF TEARS
IN THE LETTER HER OFF SPRING
DID NOT EVEN WRITE ‘HOW ARE YOU MOTHER’
HE WANTED HER TO SEND MONEY
THE LETTER TOUCHED THE CORE OF HER HEART
HE SAID THERE IS A MONEY ORDER FOR HER
HAS THE PENSION COME?
SHE RAN OUT IN EXPECTATION
SHE HELD HIS HANDS TO HER EYES IN REVERENCE
THE MILLENNIUM HAD COME AND GONE
TELEPHONE, FAX, E-MAILS
THE TIME HAS CHANGED ITS GEAR
BUT THE LETTER REMAINS A SWEET MEMORY
A BRIDGE CONNECTING HUMAN RELATIONS
A TAIL LESS BIRD
THE LETTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY YEARS OLD
DOES IT ONLY MEAN A FEW WORDS SCRIBBLED ON A WHITE PAPER?
IT’S A LABOR PAIN BY CHOICE
LIFE REMAINS A LETTER FOR EVER
ONE WHO DOES NOT PEN DOWN A LETTER IS A LAME
THE LETTER SHALL NEVER DIE!
SHALL WE WRITE A LETTER
HE SAYS THERE’S A LETTER FOR HER
HER EYES LIT UP WITH LIFE
‘WOULD YOU PLEASE READ IT TO ME SON’ SHE PLEADS
THERE ARE ONLY TWO WORDS IN THE LETTER
HER EYES TURN POOLS OF TEARS
IN THE LETTER HER OFF SPRING
DID NOT EVEN WRITE ‘HOW ARE YOU MOTHER’
HE WANTED HER TO SEND MONEY
THE LETTER TOUCHED THE CORE OF HER HEART
HE SAID THERE IS A MONEY ORDER FOR HER
HAS THE PENSION COME?
SHE RAN OUT IN EXPECTATION
SHE HELD HIS HANDS TO HER EYES IN REVERENCE
THE MILLENNIUM HAD COME AND GONE
TELEPHONE, FAX, E-MAILS
THE TIME HAS CHANGED ITS GEAR
BUT THE LETTER REMAINS A SWEET MEMORY
A BRIDGE CONNECTING HUMAN RELATIONS
A TAIL LESS BIRD
THE LETTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY YEARS OLD
DOES IT ONLY MEAN A FEW WORDS SCRIBBLED ON A WHITE PAPER?
IT’S A LABOR PAIN BY CHOICE
LIFE REMAINS A LETTER FOR EVER
ONE WHO DOES NOT PEN DOWN A LETTER IS A LAME
THE LETTER SHALL NEVER DIE!
TELUGU ORIGINAL: UTHHARAM RADDAMA
BY SRI YENNAM UPENDER
english TRANSLATION: JAGADDHATRI
monday mosaic a weekly literary forum 18th oct
dear friends this week we had a poetry reading session from tagores geethanjali by the poet ramateertha. our guest of the week was K.Hariprasadarao Asst Commissioner, GVMC. Mr.Muralimohan retd bank officer and a singer,writer, journalist, introduced a story from the Bible which inspired him very much. and the main part of the programme was a lecture of thirty minutes by Sri AcharyaVedula Subrahmanya Sastri retd professor from Andhra University, who is an eminent scholar having phd in both sanskrit and telugu rendered a beautiful and interesting lecture on Adi Sankaracharyas SOUNDARYA LAHARI written about the power of the SAkthi or the Divine Mother. it was a listeners delight to hear from the great scholar hearing the rendition and also explanation of the aesthetics of the poetry. the guest of the week shared his happiness and was elated to have been there to hear a great speech which he had longed to from many years. the programme conclude by Jagaddhatri after a hearty interaction on literature by the people present.see you next week again !
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
tour a poem by a well known poet garimella nageswara rao
The tour
Granny
What is it you want,
To stay united or to go divided
Sonny
I just want a little morsel
For I am ravenously hungry.
Grandpa
The demand of which side
You concur with
Laddie
We just need water for our parching fields
Mother can you tell
Who is correct in this melee
Sir, who will bring back my dead son
Ayya, at least you reveal
Which side you support
Sir, I sold my kidney in futile
The enterprise I depend upon went broke
I am struggling along reeling under the load
Of my family like a half zombie,
What can I say.
Hey young man
Which group you hail
Sir, my education fails to give me a break through
I need a means of livelihood now badly
Dear girl,
You tell me what is in your heart of hearts
Which ever by the State
There should not be demons dominating
You novice
I ask you in conclusion
Answer in one word expressing your choice
Just a state without politicking gangs
Can you give it to me, Sir.
Telugu Original: Garimella Nageswara Rao
Thursday, October 7, 2010
monday mosaic a weekly literary forum
dear all our literary association is mosaic. we conduct literary programs and do a lot of literary work.we stay in visakhapatnam andhrapradesh india. every monday from oct 4th we have started a weekly forum monday mosaic. in tjis wek we had a writer from england ms.janaki sastry who is the author of the book rastaa published by austin and macauley uk. we hada fine discussion on the book with the writer herself sharing her feelings. my name is jagaddhatri and i am a writer in telugu and english,as well i am a busy translator too. my husband ramateertha is a well poet writer and translator. we ll be soon posting more of our works which we want to share....have a nice time...
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