Posts

35 Chinna Katha Kaadu Review

Image
  #35ChinnaKathaKaadu What a heartwarming film ❤️ Thank you  #SureshBabuDaggubati garu for this special screening for VNRVJIET Faculty at the Ramanaidu Studio. What a moving performance dear Nivetha Thomas madam, I remembered my mother & her love for me in encouraging me to study, with your nuanced & exceptional acting as the mother Saraswati 🥹❤️ Definitely your career best✅👏🏻 'Amma Manasu' could easily be the alternative title. Awards are gonna pour in for you for sure madam. Superb acting Vishwadev garu, Your subtle performance as a responsible father & husband is commendable 👏🏻 Arundev as Peddabba/ Arun is so apt & outstanding 🥹😍👏🏻 Chinnabba is so likeable 🤩 & Ananya as Kiranmai is excellent 👌🏻 All the other kids too did their part to their best👏🏻 Special mention to the major supporting cast that includes Gautami madam, Bhagyaraj sir & from Priyadarshi  anna, expected a comedy teacher but he is terrific as the Math...

Why I Love Michael Jackson: A Tribute

Image
  Why I Love Michael Jackson: A Tribute Michael Jackson is more than just a name in the music industry; he is an enduring symbol of artistry, innovation, and humanitarianism. My love for Michael Jackson goes beyond his status as a global superstar; it is rooted in the profound impact he has had on music, culture, and my own life.  His life was an open-book as much as it was an enigma.  Here's my tribute to the Ultimate Artist who has moonwalked into our lives unannounced to be loved by us.  A Revolutionary Artist Michael Jackson was not just a singer or a dancer; he was a revolutionary artist who redefined the boundaries of music and performance. His albums, like Thriller , Bad , and Dangerous , are timeless masterpieces that continue to inspire musicians across genres. Each song is a carefully crafted piece of art, blending various musical styles and introducing groundbreaking production techniques that set new standards in the industry. His music videos were cinem...

This Rose is for My Dearest Father in Heaven

Image
This Rose is for My Dearest Father in Heaven  There are three instances that I keep recalling about You Naanna🙂. The cycle rides to the market to have evening snacks😍, The movies in theatre😍, And the way You looked at me from that far before you left us😊. Every time I visit our villages, people keep on telling all things about how you used to love children😍, How warm and humane You were😊, And how selfless You were in helping others🤗.  And how you and Amma longed to have children And how you could be so happy to us now if you were here with us. Listening to them about you makes me so emotional but so happy. And all I want to say is - I am so proud of you Naanna🙂.  And I miss You and Amma many times in a day🙂.  But I'm happy with the hope that You and Amma are together & happy wherever you are and are blessing me and sister as we grow in this world❤.  You are my First Hero my dear Appa, Happy Father's Day Pa😘❤💐. Love You❤. #HappyFathersDay #FathersD...

An Elegy To Sushant Singh Rajput

Image
  An Elegy To Sushant Singh Rajput  - Khandavalli Ashok Not fair at all man - To Sushant Singh Rajput It's not fair at all man, not fair, I liked you because You are from films, As I always with filmy people, do a connection share, So natural that I liked You for your films.   Literature and Cricket are other connections, As Ishaan from 3 mistakes of my life (Kai Po Che), As M.S Dhoni with everyone's affection (M.S Dhoni), You got our love that's the pinnacle of an artist’s life.   You're an inspiration to people with no background, Breaking big in the big town, And your words on suicide in my ears resound, (in Chhichhorie), Giving hope in my dreams every dawn. Your thoughts on astronomy and reaching stars, Gave new hopes of galaxies in my empty space.   But why did you give up???? I wonder what your heart went through, Before this drastic step you had to take, And now with a sad heart, I bid you adieu, oh shining star. ...

To My Mother in Heaven

To My Mother in Heaven Lost you when I still didn't know the meaning of the word 'losing', And after all these long years, there's not a single day that goes by without me missing you, my Amma. They say - God couldn't be everywhere, so he created mothers, or Heaven is at one's mother feet and all. But I wonder why he thought some people don't need mothers or heaven. The love you showered me with, none could ever do it till now.  There's definitely something about losing a sweet loving mother like you. For it leaves me with this feeling of a permanent inexpressible - a wound in my heart that will never quite heal, until I reach you somewhere, somehow, sometime, sooner than later. I love you so much and I miss you lots Amma, And my words can never explain how much and how deep. I always knew that you watch over me, while I try to become better. And I can never repay you for all that love you have for me, Amma. I wish there will be one day, like in my dream...

Emptiness

 Emptiness Emptiness, Blankness, Numbness and Nothingness. Another long and dark sleepless night. The world around seems so strange, And everything seems to be falling apart. One moment of 'Okay I'm healing' And endless moments of 'I feel all numb and emptiness of life.' How do you calm a mind that's full of turmoil? How do you calm a soul that's full of longing? And how do you calm a heart that starves for the ones it loves? How do you calm that heart that so dearly longs? The loneliness conquers yet again this night, That's so dark in the unfathomable life and its mystery. - K. Ashok #CrazyPoetry #WhenLifeFeelsEmpty #InsomniacThoughts

Mixed Feelings

  Mixed Feelings... "Another Red-letter day!" said my heart, "What about the heartbreaks?" reminded my mind. A mixed day it has been,  Mixed feelings, mixed emotions, not recently seen.  Some heart-smiles heaven, some heartbreaks hell,  Some loved gifts given, some fated promises kept.  Just one glance reminded a thousand glances missed,  And One sight, a thousand sights missed. So much of love, but there's the promise of the loved,  So much of care, but there's the plight of the beloved.  Love unlimited, love unconditional,  But now life limited, and life conditioned.  The souls know they so much miss each other, That's how they know they so dearly love each other. They long to see and talk,  They love to look and walk.  They did it once, but now it's gone,  They wished to again, within their hearts they prayed at dawn.  Will THEY become ONE again? Wait till the time flips with what it does contain. #Crazy_Poetry #W...