Coup On Literature – 1 [The first story of every kid]

In the history books, most of us had read as “At the time of Guptas or at the time of SriKrishna Deva Raya or at the time of Bhoja Raja, the arts and literature were at high level.” Generally, we won’t pay much attention towards such statement.

But if we consider about the level of arts and especially the level of literature deeply, we can know much about the society and human life of that particular time. The level of literature shows the level of human thoughts and feelings. It explains the life style of human beings, the courtesy of human behavior, their ideas, their ideology etc. The literature reflects almost every point of society. The literature influences almost every aspect of the society.

Such literature, once upon a time, only confined to certain categories of people. It was understood by some people only. Most of the common public especially poor, didn’t know the butter of literature. That’s why so many great people and poets like Gidugu Rama Murthy, Gurajada Appa Rao etc. in Telugu, had propagated public language instead of typical language. Whatever had happened in past, whatever is happening at present and whatever will happen in future, we have to approach or we have to consider them with respective faith to people or with respective human welfare. We should not argue by creating paradox.

Unfortunately or strategically, some people used to create such paradoxes and some of the media is supporting this nonsense of paradoxes. In fact, the coup makers i.e. CIA, ISI, Ramoji Rao and their supporters are behind this strategy.

So many examples that I can refer, such as the recent debate among Chandra Sekhara Rao, politician, Telangana Rashtra Samithi and Smt. Galla Aruna Kumari, Minister of Medical & Medical Education, other politicians of congress regarding the native of Mahakavi Potanna. What is the gain or loss if Maha Kavi Potanna born in Warangal district of Telangana and if he lives in cuddapha of Rayala seema, when we neglect what he told and what he practiced in his life? It is a political drama to create differences among Telugu people of Telangana and Rayala Seema; by raising such debates like the policy of general Dupley of British, i.e. divide and rule policy or it is like Kanika neethi of Mahabharatam. Wherever Potanna born and where ever he lived is it that much important than our effort to follow his faithful way and thoughts?

Maha Kavi Potanna, he dedicated his talent, his creations of literature to God Sri Rama. After the writing of ‘Bhogini Dandakam’, he had quit such service to dedicate his literature to kings and other rich men and he devoted himself to God Sri Rama. Though he experienced poverty, he didn’t praised kings for the sake of money.

He said.

“కాటుక కంటి నీరుచను
కట్టుపై బడ ఏల ఏడ్చెదో గాదిలి
కోడల నిను నీ కరాళ
రాచ కీటకముల కమ్మ నమ్ము భారతీ!”

“I won’t sell you, o goddess of literature; mother Saraswathi, to any king. Please don’t feel sorrow.” It was the depth feeling of idealism and devotion towards God.

For the sake of money, for the sake of wealth, he didn’t praise kings or rich people. What most of people are doing now? They praise boss for the sake of leave or incriments in salary. They scratch his back for the sake of promotion or transfer. They scratch their colleague’s pocket for the sake of liquor party.

With this back ground what the leaders have to do? Or what the media have to do? Whether creating such debates regarding his nativity? Or motivating the people to live for the sake of truth?

When the literature is at high level, depends upon its popularity we can determine the level of public thoughts, idealistic views, decency, refinement, and totally their way of living. When the literature is at sexual literature level, whoever such poet or writer like Kavi Choudappa of past or some of writers of now-a-days, depends upon its popularity we can determine the materialistic attitude or lust full life of public.

All over the world, in each and every language, there might be the everlasting treasure of literature. Due to electronic media or due to the strategic neglecting of rulers and corporate business encroaching, the readability, the patronization of literature is gradually decreasing. It is utter coup, nothing else! If people are with readability, their imaginary power will increase. Then they can identify the present situation of governments, corporate companies and the business of both, as well as people can guess the future of their lives. They can imagine the influence of business and they can calculate or measure or analyze the impact of strategy of business who ever doing such business whether Government or Corporate companies or Spying Agencies.

To prevent this only, readability is getting killed in the Childhood of public life itself as in the school level.

If you want to verify this, you observe the schoolchildren syllabus, their daily program of work, totally schoolchild life. On the other hand, observe you’re self by reading a novel, and by watching a movie, which produced on the story of the same novel. When we read a novel, we can have a shire over that story along with the novelist. Off course beyond the writer i.e. novelist also, we can imagine our own scenery regarding that story. It is totally our world. We are the king or Queen of that world. But if we watch a novelistic movie, we have to watch it through the spectacles of the movie director. That’s all.

Your experience or experiment leads you to conclude the direct proportionality of imagination power and readability.

Here I want to touch some little and beautiful stories for you. These stories are as some cashew nuts fried in pure ghee in the sweet Kheer. Every child and every adult can enjoy their taste extract their morals.

A little and logical story.

అనగా అనగా …

Long long ago, there was a king. He had seven songs. Seven sons had gone to forest caught seven fish. They kept them in sun light to dry up. Six fishes were dried and seventh fish did not.

“Fish! Fish! Why didn’t you dry up?” They asked.

“Grass bundle came across me to sun light.”

“Grass bundle! Grass bundle! Why did you come across?”

“Horse didn’t eat the grass.”

“Horse! Horse! Why didn’t you eat the grass?”

“The little boy didn’t feed me.”
“Little boy! Little boy! Why didn’t you feed the horse?”

“Grandmother didn’t give food to me.”

“Grandmother! Grandmother! Why didn’t you give food to the little boy?”

“The kid had cried.”

“The kid! The kid! Why did you cry?”

“The ant bite me.”

“Ant! Ant! Why you biten the kid?”

“When she put finger in my golden ant hill, why didn’t I bite her?”

That’s the entire story!

This is the first story of every kid in our society since centuries. Nobody knows its author. My child enjoyed it as her first story and repeatedly she heard it like all other kids. My self, my parents, my grand parents and great grand parents, and every person in our society had the same experience as the above is their first story in life.