Today, 28th November, 2021 marks 8th death anniversary of my maternal grandfather Late Shri.T.V.S.S Prasda Rao garu.
The full name exactly suits his personality Tangirala Venkata SivaRama Satya Prasada Rao. Kind.Honest. Obedient. GreatTeacher.
He is a headmaster to the world by profession, a path maker for many students and a torch bearer to many families.
His acheivements are numeroes and his students are many citizens in powerful responsibilties and at great heights.
While I spent most of my life till date is in my grandpa’s home, this day feels so special. Not just because of his shraddha today, but I recollected various memories of him, with him through the few resources he left with us.
I always feel as a blessing to be raised under him atleast a part of my life.
The respect I’ve on him is immeasarable, His influence on me can never be erased, and the strong foundation he laid on me gives me strength for lifetime.
During my childhood , Being an introvert, I was always the one who hide behind the curtains, stand next to Mom, and sleep whenever a chance has been in given.
I almost tried to escape every single visit to grandpa’s home. But, I did go with reluctance, which I feel very lucky that I did.
My introversion made me hide behind the walls, but my grandfather , a great teacher made me to stand on the stage and taught the power of confidence with utmost patience.
Every Sunday visit to my Grandpa’s home are filled with English Grammar classes and Mathematics logics.
I should admit the fact that I ignored a bit of time at Mathematics, but my grandfather was always stringent at me to learn English which changed the whole scene of my life.
Year by Year, I became more confident and my teacher nominated me for quiz programmes, assembly speeches and for various presentations.
That was my story at schooling and my confidence pushed me through the same passion in graduation too.
Now , I feel everyday thinking about the stories that we would share, the techology hacks I can tell you!
I miss discussing the world polictics asking lame doubts, grabbing attention from you, pretending that I’m not sleeping during the class.
I miss listening to the history from you, that always fascinates me.
Out of my heart,Thanks Thatha for making me so proud of myself!
I miss showing my tiny accolades and sharing my little of little victories with you. But I look at the sky and smile with teary eyes and wanna say THIS IS ALL BECAUSE OF YOU.
Hope you’re watching me so close and warning me whenever I move towards a wrong direction like you always did.
Apart from teaching academics, You’re always a role model for me on how a human being should be!
You taught me the Do’s and Dont’s of life!
You made me think about Why’s & How’s of this world!
You made me realise what is meant by simple living and the value of knowledge!
You warned me against the main evils of life, ANGER , JEALOUS, OVER-CONFIDENCE, PRIDE.
Whatever, little good I am now, it is all because of you and whatever Im bad at, I promise I will strive to be better.
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