By-elections In Six States: Ruffle In The Main Parties
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By DVVS Varma
Translated By: MH
Publisher’s Note:
We are pleased to offer a translation of an article by Sri D.V.V.S Varma garu who has been a regular figure on this site. The original Telugu article appeared in Suryaa newspaper dated 29-Mar-2012.
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People have been rejecting development models devoid of humanitarian angle.
In the past, everyone praised the development model of Chandrababu Naidu in Andhra Pradesh.
But in the elections, the results came in dichotomy to that. These by-election results give rise to a suspicion of that kind of signals (emanating from the people against non-inclusive development models).
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By-elections were held on March 18 in six states for 11 assembly seats and one parliament seat. Numerically these by-elections do not have a lot of importance. However, it is true that they created a ruffle in the main parties in some states. Before analysing the results of the seven by-elections held in Andhra Pradesh, it is necessary to analyse the by-elections conducted in other states.
publisher @ April 27, 2012
Taking A Break For A Couple Of Weeks
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Publisher’s Note:
We will be taking a gap for two or three weeks. We are in the process of making minor backend updates to the site. And also introduce a new translator.
We will be back soon with our regular publishing routine with a good selection of stories and articles.
Update, 27-April-2012
The two weeks turned out to be months, in fact more than a year, because of other commitments and priorities. But we are happy to announce that the prolonged “pause” on this site is over. Today, we are re-starting our translation series albeit in a slow trot. The plan is to do one translation (at least) a month.
So, welcome back!!! And keep tuned!!!!
publisher @ March 25, 2011
Crushing Suppressed Asthitvas – Is That Marxism?
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By Jupaka Subhadra
Translation: MH
Publisher’s note:
To read the original article, click –> here or –> here
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In fact this discussion should have happened in the context of different asthitvas of women.
It should have been a discussion about the exploiting caste politics that have woven around the different asthitvas of women.
But Ranganayakamma very meticulously took care that they were not mentioned and raised.
What is asthitvam?
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Before talking about the questions posed and answers provided by Ranganayakamma, there is a necessity to describe the background of ‘Prajaswamika Rachayitrula Vedika.’ In the Visakhapatnam meeting of January 2009, women writers of the dalit, bc, minority asthitva (identity, existence, conscious raising) happened to raise some proposals and discussions. They also had formulated some objectives.
From the puranas to modern feminist literature, women of the suppressed jaatis (dalit, bahujana, minority, adivasi) were hidden. None of these literatures cared for their well being, problems, caste/labour exploitation, or culture. Or discuss them. Suppressed women who provide productive labour to the society were not made part of literature. We put our contention before the gathering that just like the untouchables in the villages, they were also kept at a distance in literature.
publisher @ March 18, 2011
The Retired Bull
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By: Tripuraneni Gopichand (1910 – 1962)
Translation: C.Sharada
Publisher’s Note:
It’s our enthralling privilege to present the translation of a story by the venerated Tripuraneni Gopichand. The story “Arru Kadigina Eddu”** happens to be a favorite amongst literature lovers as also of his son Mr. Sai Chand. It appears in anthologies that compile the all-time great classic stories in Telugu. During the birth centenary celebration of Gopichand, writer and AP Hindi Academi Chairman Sri Yarlagadda Lakshmi Prasad opined, “If we don’t translate the works of great writers like Gopichand into Hindi and English, they will remain confined to A.P.”. We heard you sir and this is our first and humble attempt heeding your call.
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No body knows as much as he knows about the pain in my heart.
Why? Because his present experience is more or less like my experience.
Others do not know why we are still alive. We too do not know.
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I am now lying in a corner of this cattle shed. No one notices that I am lying here wearily. Have you seen the filthy marsh around me and the ticks on my body? That is all – it doesn’t matter to any one that the place around should be tidied and whenever it is possible my body should be cleaned till I die and pave way for my comfortable death.
More over, beginning with my master, every one in the house scorns at me that I am still lying here and not yet dead. I too want to die soon. What do I do? Death is not approaching me. The skinny and shrunken father of my master, who sits in the sagged cot, also says the same about me! I shall tell you about that issue later.
publisher @ March 11, 2011
Nurturing Asthitva Literatures Only Is Today’s Democracy
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By Krupakar Madiga
Translation: MH & Gomathi Lakshmi
Publisher’s Note:
We are restarting our translation publishing routine after a considerable break. This is the first posting of 2011. Here’s a thought-provoking anti-system article by Krupakar Madiga who extends the political assertion of the alienated sections into the field of literature. The original article was published in Andhra Jyothy newspaper on 29-Jun-2009. To read the same, click -> here or -> here
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By stamping Apparao, Sri Sri, Chalam as progressive, welfare-oriented and revolutionary, and thus indirectly conveying greatness on brahmin writers – a deceit is occuring.
Canvassing that brahmin writers are great, and establishing the domination of hegemonic-sudra castes in the next row is an injustice.
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Gurajada, Chalam, Sri Sri – their birth centenaries, death anniversaries, special memorial editions, special reports telecast are all teeming in number. All these are attempts only for protecting the dominion castes’ superintendence in the field of writing.
Asthitva (existence, identity; conscious raising) literatures are progressing strongly in Telugu. Madiga, Dalit, Muslim, Dalit Christian, Telangana, B.C literatures are evidence of this. Various publishing agencies like Madiga Sahitya Vedika, Dandora – Maisamma – Ekalavya publications, Gumpu Sahithi, Bhagyanagar Book Trust have taken birth.
Now going a step ahead, the fragrance of S.C. / S.T. / B.C./ Minority female writers society “Matti Poolu” has started. Literature of North Andhra, Rayalaseema keeps coming. This literary renaissance is moving ahead with non-coastal regions, importantly Telangana, as its nucleus. Similarly, this re-birth as initiated in all suppressed groups.
publisher @ March 4, 2011
For Those Few Raindrops
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Translation: Sujatha Gopal
Publisher’s Note:
As the I.T. industry took off and grew in our country, it affected the national GDP and had an impact on the living standards of lakhs of people. A story written against this drop, our current posting tells us how sometimes we lose out on the human relationships. And this loss reaches a high point when the protagonist, who lives amongst people, cannot find a living person to share her thoughts and frustrations. The Telugu original was published in Vaartha dated 24-Jun-2007 and in the anthology Katha Varshika 2007.
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‘Who can tell? I only believe in miracles,’ Sunitha said. When she said those words her eyes sparkled.
Mohana leaned forward, put her hands around Sunitha’s neck and kissed her on her forehead.
‘Suni. It’s time you put an end to Sundaram’s story. See how the world is changing.’
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It’s still new for Sunitha. She hasn’t acquired the urban language yet. She came out from the prison like apartment and walked on the street. That too is like a big jail for her. There is hardly any occasion for people to meet and talk.
No one ventures out from the apartments. Not even to the apartment next door. The roads are busy. The pedestrians are like loners. Sunitha longs for a conversation and a lush green tree. Both are unavailable in the cities. There are trees in the park, but they look like plastic ones without any life. Another experience she is searching for…silence…some moments without sound and noise. Even at twelve o’ clock in the midnight, the noises don’t fade away. Sunita’s apartment is next to a road. The sounds penetrate into the house even if the windows are closed. It looks as if she is sleeping on a cot placed in the middle of a chowrastha.
publisher @ November 19, 2010
