“You will not be punished for your anger, you will be punished by your anger.”- Buddha
Anger is not good for healthy. For Venkat it’s not true. Longman approached Bayyapu Papi Reddy to permit them to add the word ‘Bayyapu’ as a synonym to the word anger. What happened????… Let it be behind the screen.
The three characters on Rajiv Rahadari are oollello’s Bapu, OOllelo and oollelo’s oollelo. They are en route to the railway station of the Manchester city of India. On the way oollelos saw the overhead transmission lines through which healthy invisible electrons are having a running race whose foot steps are definitely audible. Shorter oollelo said, “Danger!!! Aaaa danger!!!” The taller oollelo replied instantaneously “danger!!! Aaaa danger!!!” These electric lines followed them till they reached the destination…. Why not… this is the town which generates 10 MW power to supply majority of the southern India.
Offff….. Forgot to tell as why the three are going to a railway station. They are going to pick up the most wonderful person of the nuclear-joint family.
After reaching the station, they learnt that the blooo colour train is running late by 4Hrs. The younger kid was enthralled with the news, the youngest doesn’t worry about it and the oldest had exhibited extreme calmness in many such times in his active work life. Venkat should have learnt some percentage of it.
Oollelo’s walked the complete length of the platform jumping and dancing careless of the surroundings. All the passengers waiting for their respective trains had watched both the oollelo’s and their madness.
Drinking water taps were in working condition on the platform. Why not…. Godavari River flows through this place. When the tap is pushed, the water gushes out in all direction. While the three were sitting around the static roundabout supporting the roof of the platform, one adult thirsty man went to drink water and his shirt got wet with the sprinkling effect. The junior oollello shouted, “unkulllll!!!! Thadsindaaaa… aaaaaa”. Baffled looks from the adult before he walked off. Now the senior oollelo got a hint. The monkey inside him woke up. The oollelo-senior lifted oollelo-junior and went to the same tap and did exactly the same way. They both screamed at the shower effect. Got a doubt if the other side of the tap is better!!. This tap too passed the test. Not very happy and made sure that all the taps located on RDM station’s platform no. 2 pass the test and chose the winners as those taps with different spray effects.
As time passed, the i7 core oollelo calls for a nature call, called one-taaai… Her sister Charvi had taught the language which was inherited from her elder sister, Mona. The i5 core oollelo took her to the end of the platform and from there they both ran to touch the grandpa. Winners had won the race.
Oollelo! “Mummy comes in a blue train”. “ahhh… Bluooo train…. “. As most of the trains will be blue in colour, the elder oollelo told that mummy comes in a purple train. To his dismay, there came truly a purple train vigorously on the non-platform track without stopping at all. They both were waving hands from the time train entered the station till it was out of sight shouting mummy!!!!… mummy!!!!.
The elder oollelo changed the colour to white, assuming there won’t be one.
Astonished!!!!… There came a white train slowly and stopped at platform no. 1. The smaller oollello’s excitement was inexpressible. As kids’ vocabulary is less, the language is expressed as following. “Oh! My mom got down on the other platform and I am standing here. I miss her first look and touch. Oh! My mom. Come and take me in to your hands. If I ask anything more after that, that’s only to satisfy my physical needs and nothing else. My Mom! You’re my world. Your words are my language. I worship you not for anything but being just my mom and only my mom. Have you got down or what?” the train started leaving the station….. “Wait mom!!!! Oollelo will bring me to you very fast. Wait…. I wanna call you out loud… I wanna tell a lot about Kazipally and the people there and even about the buffalos who go for yakki taai daily in front of our house…. My mom….”
Bananas grown in peddapalli were filling the solid thirst of the stomach and railneer manufactured in Thane were filling the liquid hunger of the tummy. The churning engine was also on its job. Exit gate has to open…. “Oollelloooo, Yakki Taaai!!”.. her own dictionary for 2-tai. The Bigger oollello swiftly took the railneer bottle in one hand and carried smaller oollelo on the waist with the other hand to the end of the platform. Open toilet under the largest dark roof ever, made the smaller oollelo to talk and talk and talk while the exit gate was on its job. The oldest oollelo passes by signaling 1-tai. The smallest can’t keep quiet. “taatha…. Come…. Train vaasthundiiiii….” Tatha waved hand that he will be coming back soon. “Taatha…. Nenu yakki taaii…. Nuvvu… yakki taiii aaaa….aaaaa…. Sare…. Hmmmm… tatha kuda yakki taiii….”
Finished the job and while returning, oollello’s saw an army person arming a metal box on the platform. “Hai!!! Police unkleee….” Oollello , “Nuvve cheppu….” Oollello follows the instructions without a second. “Hai!! Police…” Didn’t dare to check the facial expressions of the police. Police was helpless and smiled back at both of them.
Now all three oollelo’s are back on Rajiv rahadari with an increased member. Smaller oollelo told many times, “Oollelo…. Mummy….”. She was on cloud nine. A mother and a daughter. Nothing new. Nothing I can explain. This is the same many artists depicted in many ways, many poets wrote, many authors described. This is the feeling only a mom and daughter can enjoy.
—– End of those four hours—–
My little daughter, these are the most memorable 4 hours I had spent with you. These verses are to store the story in the memory lane and not to easily fade. I thank you whole heartedly for this time. You’re my oollelo.