Unsung Poetry (Part 2)

Subbanna the Musician

Shri. Subbanna was the music teacher in the girls’ school. During those days, teachers were familiar with a bit of poetry. They were trained enough to at least recognise some of the features/attributes of poetry. When his prowess and enthusiasm was at its peak (1887 C.E.), the golden jubilee of the coronation of Queen Victoria was being celebrated. Probably during that or sometime later, to suit the situation, he composed the following song. He used to teach this for many more years to come.

ಕ್ವೀನ್ ವಿಕ್ಟೋರಿಯಾ

V.S.Srinivasa Sastri (Part 12) - Love for Scholarship and Regard for Hiriyanna

Meetings and Hospitality

Every evening about seven to eight of us met at Srinivasa Sastri's house in Bangalore. Dr. B K Narayana Rao, M S Ramachandra Rao, N N Iyengar, S G Shastri, Prof. Sampath Kumaran and other were aomong those who regularly came for such get-togethers. We were also accompanied by Judge Srinivasa Iyer and D Venkataramayya at times. We had friendly conversations for about an hour or two. Dewan Sir Mirza Ismail and Sir S P Rajagopalacharya visited the place often.

Unsung Poetry (Part 1)

Here poetry isn’t the proverbial tough nut to crack. One need not raise their eyebrows remembering illustrious poets like Pampa, Ranna, aḍakṣarī, Harihara, Rudra-bhaṭṭa, Nāraṇappa (Kumāra-vyāsa). Our aim here is some light poetry. In these we see hints of prosody here and there; alliteration is present in a haphazard manner. The purpose here is to highlight some light compositions of people which they normally don’t highlight themselves.

V.S.Srinivasa Sastri (Part 11) - Tradition and Contemporary Science

Tradition and Contemporary Science

Though Srinivasa Sastri had great respect for our śāstra-s and tradition, people who knew him thought that he had some disdain for ordinary scholars. Once Sastri was supposedly quite harsh in his speech at a scholarly assembly in Bangalore. He delivered the talk at the assembly hall in the Kannada Sahitya Parishat, Bangalore. The talk was organised by Sastri’s friend D. Venkataramayya.

M R Srinivasamurthy: Littérateur and Connoisseur

Although he was sixty years old, he was like a thirty-year-old in mind and body – my dear friend, Srinivasamurthy.[1] Even now, whenever I reminisce about him, my eyes well up with tears. Srinivasamurthy grew up amidst comfort and happiness. His father Ramachandra Rao was an Amaldar.[2] Just like Ramachandra Rao, Srinivasamurthy too was handsome, generous, and belonged to a large family. He grew up with the love and respect of his parents.

A Few Distinguished Dancers (Part 1)

There once lived an elderly veśyā who went by the name Sītakka in the Guniguntipalya area of Mulubagilu town. She had a foster daughter. I remember her name to be Ratnāsānī. In those days, the Bharatācārya[1] who lived in our town was a vaidika (a Vedic scholar/someone who follows and practices the Vedic lifestyle), Panasakayala Venkatasubbabhatta. I must have been around seven-eight years of age when I saw him.