What is there in a name? Shakespeare seems to say, ‘Well, nothing. That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.’ I do not quite agree with the take of the Bard of Avon if you consider the way my name has been twisted, distorted, misspelled, and pronounced, not to…
Dasu Krishnamoorty, a towering figure in Indian journalism with a legacy spanning seven decades, will step into his 100th year this Tuesday, July 1. Hailing from a family of journalists, Krishnamoorty was part of the first batch of journalism students at Osmania University, studying under the renowned Prof. De Forest O’Dell during 1954–55. He topped…
Yes. April 4, 1990 was a turning point in our life. Amma, who caringly steered the family through difficult times, had just departed. Having lived all our lives in rented houses, we decided to build one of our own. We moved from the heart of the city to outlying but serene Alkapuri as a first…
The Gond tribes of Adilabad district believe he is God; they deify him and the younger generation remembers him as their saviour. That was Prof. Christoph Von Furer Haimendorf (1915-1995) who lived among them at Marlawai. Haimendorf was an eminent social anthropologist who taught at the University of London. He had spent many years in…
Adilabad is in the news, thanks to the ongoing Nagoba Jatra, the biggest tribal festival of the country – at Keslapur. Over the years, my reporting assignments had taken me to various places in the Telugu states, but Adilabad was the one I instantly fell in love with. This was one reason I had chosen…
Today is Subhas Chandra Bose’s 128th birth anniversary. His birthday is commemorated across the nation to honour his role in the independence movement in India. Japan’s declaration of war on America and Britain came as a golden opportunity to Bose. He felt it was better to carry out his campaign from the Far East than…
Nearly 50 years ago, I landed in Kurnool to join The Hindu as its roving correspondent. I left Hyderabad amid mixed feelings of sadness at being away from the family and the excitement of a new job at a new place. Day One, Jan. 21, 1977, went off routinely with me submitting joining reports and…
Amidst the tranquil banks of the sacred Ganga, vigilant soldiers of King Guha discerned the encampment of a massive army. Swiftly, they reported the unusual sight of a vast assembly of troops within his domain. Guha, ever watchful, personally surveyed the scene and espied a grand chariot adorned with the insignia of the Ikshvaku dynasty—a…
Bade Miyan: ‘Aye rickshaw. Chalthe kya Chandrayangutta? …
ADY 1362 – THE HOME WRECKER: Two-wheelers have cast a spell on me ever since I was ten. The obsession became stronger after a cousin lent me his bike for a day. Exploiting this weakness, a crafty fellow journalist palmed off his 15-year-old rickety dying Lambretta to me. While marketing its plus points to me,…
