Welcome to my blog, Sumeraki. If you’ve been wondering what on earth Sumeraki means, it’s a portmanteau formed by blending the Sanskrit word ‘Su’ meaning ‘Good/virtuous’ and the Greek word ‘Meraki’ meaning ‘to put something of yourself in the work you do’. I believe that thoughts and feelings should be expressed in some or the other way. Otherwise, the mind and heart get stagnated. I chose this blog as a medium to express my thoughts and ideas on various matters. Hope you have a great time through the blog.

Kasi Yatra: Day 1

Most of my travels are either unplanned or planned in the nick of moment. Though that sounds bad, I feel that’s the best way to travel. Varanasi trip is no exception to this. We (my father, mother, brother and I) gave serious thought to the mode of travel just a month before the trip. I could even imagine the IRCTC (Indian Railways) website criticize, “Are you kidding me? There’s just a month to the travel and now you want train tickets? “. With no other viable option but to take a flight, we had booked tickets on IndiGo (Hyderabad to Varanasi).

8th June, 2017

First day of monsoon in Hyderabad. There could not have been a better start for the day. Ilaiyaraja’s ‘Chirugaali Veechene‘ made it even more pleasant. We reached the Rajiv Gandhi International Airport (Hyderabad) two hours before the scheduled departure. As it’s the third time for me to travel by flight, I was very excited. After all the formalities i.e. check-in, baggage check and security check, we waited for a few minutes at the specified gate to board the flight. But at the last moment, the gate number was changed. It being a “silent” airport, we had to scan the screens again for the modified details. Later a local audio announcement was made. Twenty minutes before the scheduled departure, we were allowed to board the flight. Last time, we went to Varanasi by bus and it took us nearly two days to go. But this time, by flight, it took us less than 2 hours to reach the destination. What’s more, IndiGo airlines are best known for their punctuality, so we reached 30 mins before the scheduled arrival. Initially, I got all excited about the journey. Take-off was like an amazing moment for me. The flight making way through those clouds beds and flying ‘up above the world so high’ was ecstatic. It felt as if there’s an entirely different world on those clouds and it takes more than these five senses to perceive it. But other than that, the journey had no element of thrill. It did not give me the feel of journey, in the first place. Whoever wishes to save time by travelling by flight, unless it is an emergency or there’s no other option, I suggest not to take flight. Because, come on! Journey is all about making memories. As Amitabh Bhattacharya ji penned, in Ae dil hain mushkil song, ‘Safar khoobsurat hain manzil se bhi‘ (travel is more beautiful than destination).

Lal Bahadur Shastri International Airport, Babatpur (Varanasi) is a small one. It’s around 25 km from Varanasi. The hotel we got the accommodation at, Hotel Hindustan International, has a travel desk. We got a pick-up arranged from airport. Mr Santosh came for the pick up. Santosh ji is a native of Varanasi and apparently, he knows the history, geography and politics of the place. Plus, he spoke a beautiful Hindi. We asked him to guide us in devising a plan to cover maximum places in and around Varanasi. After reaching the hotel, we booked a car for the next three days of our stay. This Hotel is around 3 km from the main temple and Dashashwamedh Ghat. The Rooms in the hotel were great. Although none of us was tired, we called it a day as we had to go for morning darsan the next day.

This is it for today. Will be back with more. Do follow for updates.


Kasi Yatra

We are like a beautiful empty bottle when we are born. As we grow, the bottle gets filled with wonderful things at times and with mundane things other times. Sometimes it gets clogged with filth. Rarely do we pause and check the contents of the bottle. And when we do, we find different ways to filter the contents.  Of all the different ways, I find travelling the most effective way.  I can’t agree more on what Anita Desai, the renowned Indian novelist has to say that, “wherever you go becomes a part of you somehow.

One of the most beautiful places that I had the opportunity to visit is Varanasi. Located on the banks of the sacred Ganga river, in the Northern part of India, this place made me experience so many things at once.

In a series of entries, I would post the details of my travel.


The First Teacher

img_20161209_014347_309A review:

In the wee hours of night I sit thinking of the best way to write down my thoughts on the book I read recently. The book is “THOLI UPADHYAYUDU” (The First Teacher-Duishen), written by Chinghiz Aitmatov (a Russian writer) and translated to Telugu by Uppala Lakshmana Rao garu. Although I’m predominantly a Telugu speaker, I find it hard to read a Telugu book. I guess it is because colloquial Telugu is way different from literary Telugu. Of late I chose to overcome this problem because I would miss many classics in Telugu if I held on to my weakness. That is when I got introduced to the world of Chinghiz Aitmatov. His books got translated to various languages across the world and fortunately, Telugu is one of those languages. I will forever be grateful to Uppala Lakshmana Rao garu for this.

After reading ‘Talli Bhoodevi’ (Tales of the Mountains and Steppes) and ‘Jamilia’ (the other most notable works of Chinghiz Aitmatov), I could not wait to get my hands on ‘Tholi Upadhyayudu’. I bought the book few months back but could read it just recently.

What is the story about?

The story revolves around a school in a village called Kurkurev in Russia. It is a story about how an orphan girl who was treated brutally by her aunt, who led a normal village girl’s life, transformed into the most renowned scholar of Russia. It is the story about a man who was a disciple of Lenin, who believed earnestly that the beautiful future Lenin dreamt of can be achieved by educating the present generation. It is the story about the man who believed that he could transform the lives of the children of the village and who believed that they had immense power that has to be channelized to make wonders. It is the story about how he established a school in Kurkurev, all by himself and how he worked relentlessly on educating the children with absolutely no help from the villagers. It is the story about how a pure smile and kind words of the man made the girl believe in him and his endeavor. It is the story about a teacher who transformed the life of a student.

Why should you read it?

Chinghiz Aitmatov’s style of writing is unique. Of course, everybody has his/her own style of writing. But the way this man describes things is subtle and exquisite. The books make you experience all kinds of emotions. He chose to write on most common topics that people can relate to. The most remarkable thing about his books is the character he chooses as narrator of the story. We can relate so much with the narrator that it will be as if we are experiencing each and every part of the story by ourselves. The stories are short like the ones you could complete in a day. But as you come closer to the end of the story, you would not wish to finish the story. It is like a tour you would never want to end because the travel is more beautiful than the destination. You fall in love with the story in a way you can never imagine.

This book, Tholi Upadhyayudu is beautiful in all the aforementioned ways. I don’t encourage spoilers, but would like to share just this one with you. In the story, when the girl goes through a disturbing time, the teacher gets two Poplar plants and plants them near the school along with her to keep her cheerful. The trees grow to great heights much like the student-teacher affection. The trees stand tall at all times. At one point in the story, the narrator describes that when he reached the top of one of the trees, he realized that there is so much to the world than just their village and that he could not help but wonder what lies beyond the horizon. When the teacher planted the trees with the girl, was it not his intention to make the girl realize that the village is not the whole world and that there were vast opportunities if only she could look beyond the horizon of the village?

Do read this amazing book and share your ideas with me.

Link for eBook (English):

You can get the Telugu copy at Hyderabad Book Trust.