We have seen some film personalities for whom temples have been built in their honour like Mumta Kulkarni (Hindi actress of yesteryears who also worked in South Indian films) and Kushboo (South Indian heroine of yesteryears ). It reflects how the film personalities are treated simply not like semi-gods, but Full Gods !

But the story of Krishnaiah, a retired bank manager from Sidapur in Karimnagar district of Andhra Pradesh, India is same except to the point that the person who drove him to build a temple is his own mother. He built a temple of his mother in his own land, by spending Rs. 3 lakhs and now doing daily ritual to the idol, certainly a commanding act of rarity !

His nobility for doing so comes naturally from the fact that his mother in spite of so many odds struggled hard in life after the death of his father and made him worthy of society. So according to him, his mother is like a God, to him

The other rare virtues he does have are writing her mother's name to one crore times. His routine include spending considerable time in that temple and writing poetry and stanzas on mother. As reported in news, in 2008 he accomplished his foot journey from Warangal to one temple called Koti Lingala temple in Siddhpet of Medak district (Andhra Pradesh ) which is around 370 km praying for heavenly abode of his mother who survived upto 95 years and left her body only in 2006.
Krishnaiah’s life must inspire us to treat our mothers with  dignity so that children are groomed into better citizens of tomorrow.  


Sometimes, inspiration comes from unexpected quarters.

My hero of inspiration today is this middle aged person : Rama Brahmam of Hyderabad, Andhra Pradesh who harnessed the technology for a social cause.

He is a clerk in the Nizam's Institute of Medical Sciences at Hyderabad dealing with the reimbursement of medical claims of govt. servants referred to NIMS from different corners of State. Tired of hearing the agonies of countless patients who walk through his office to know the status of their claims, he coined the idea of creating a blog in the year 2008 (which the Google is offering as a free service by which anybody with a google email can create a blog or web Log) to serve those people by putting the status of their medical claims and other related information online. Since then, he helped around 18 lakh families.

The dedication with which he is doing it is really marvellous. When he is unable to go to office on any day, he uses to send his son to office to get the information updated in his blog which is a rare gesture of government servants.

His idea of creating a blog using the available free technology for the larger good of society must draw inspiration to all . Though crippled with throat cancer which made a hole in his throat,  it did not dip his enthusiasm. There are so many such unsung heroes who have not got the attention due for them, but that makes a little difference in their mission.

You can reach his blog at


It's been close to three years in Luyten’s 'Delhi, but no community life here. Difficult to digest, but a telling reality. The daily grind of bustled city life leaves little time to have an interactive life.

After being sickened with such frantic routine, came a day filled with joy, and the occasion was Annual Day of our Residents' Welfare Association. My second daughter Sravani stood 3rd in 100 mtrs running race conducted on that occasion. An invitation to participate in the prize-giving ceremony followed by contributory dinner  paused me   to decide. After mulling over it, I gave my nod to test the waters.

We were told to reach by 7 pm, but we arrived at around 7.30 pm believing that the programme would not start in time. Further, I thought that it is a small and routine function of an Association. But the organizers made my eyebrows raised by organizing the event in a very professional way.

Shri Ajay Maken, the then Union Minister of Youth Affairs & Sports, Govt. of India, graced the occasion and gave away the prizes to the winners. It was a glorious moment to witness my daughter taking the prize from the hands of  the  Minister. I am convinced that gracing for such a small routine function by a Union Minister has not surprised me as he is a sitting Member of Parliament of New Delhi Constituency under which our area falls.

Shri Maken nonchalantly remarked that when he being a Minister could turn up in time, then there is no convincing reason for not turning up in time by some other prize winners and their parents. Generally, we assume that our politicians come late for public meetings/ functions, but exactly the reverse has happened here. Thank God, I saved my situation by dashing to the event 15 minutes early.

What surprised me further is that my daughter voluntarily went to the organizers earlier to give her name for reciting a poem of Rabindranath Tagore on dais. Befitting to her excitement, she got a token prize for that also. I could see her little heart overwhelmed with joy.

The dinner followed by was well organized with no glitches at all. What the missing soul however is, community bond. There is no warm 'hello' by anybody. Everybody set their eyes on food. It is not a war crime to remain  that way. Most people want to respond if the other person says hello first. But the difficult question is who will extend his/her hand with a warmth hello ?


Ever since the internet stormed our lives, it has changed our very DNA. This seeping revolution has turned the world into a global village and re-defined the way we seek information. The phenomenal growth of social-networking sites epitomize the kind of connected society we have, like never before.

Technology is like a double-edged sword. If we become over-dependent on it, it makes us blunt. For instance we forgot long back to make manual calculations after advent of calculators.

The immediate victims are our kids who glue to the net like never before. Though there are some parental control options, still there is an easy escape route to access pornography and other objected stuff which would cause considerable  damage to children.

The 90s changed the landscape of India as most of the companies started switching over to computer networks and hands-on experience with computers was a prerequisite at that point of time. I witnessed its growth from being a simple word processing machines to today's sophisticated online computing devices. It reached to a stage where your laptop is your virtual office and mundane chores like paying utility bills to e-shopping is simply a mouse click away.

It is quite natural to be addicted to new technologies, but there must be a lakshman rekha with regard to internet usage.

Considerable research squarely blames the habit of remaining online for long hours. The bizarre syndrome now is that youth prefer to interact with their peers through social networking sites  than face to face. Google became a household name as it has silently seeped into our lives as a friend, philosopher and adviser at every step of life. It’s motherly role for all information needs is commendable.

However, over indulgence damages relationships. A recent survey conducted by Norton Security of Symantec reveals that Indians stay connected to the Internet close to 8.4 hours a day.

The other interesting revelation that came in the survey is, 83 per cent of the respondents said they could not stay away from the Internet for more than 24 hours. Internet withdrawal symptoms struck fast when Web connection got severed, with one in two online Indians feeling the effects within the first three hours.

To free from its ill-effects, we must have a clear agenda in mind before we sit on the machine. In fact the requirement should be quantified in definite terms so that we could judiciously dispense the time at our disposal.  This kind of self-restriction would save you a lot !