Journeying to Rajavolu – I detoured to Kakaraparru

and dropped by at the MEDa that my mother grew up in… and heard all the stories she told me in my childhood play back…

Of course I have no guarantee that this is the house – except that my brother to whom I showed it on facebook to thinks it might be it and that upon my describing it to my mother via phone she thinks this is it…

Had a looong conversation with my mother about her village and the mapped locations in wikkimapia – tried to explain to her what & how I knew these names … and as I was mapping them through the satellite image on my laptop – she was re-mapping them through her memory and literally and very clearly walked me through the locations – whenever our verbal and her hearing of my pronunciation via cell phone could be got past. She told me which street I need to cross from which building to get where – but of course not knowing the full actual physical geography as well as she – having been there in my childhood for short periods of time only – I did not find all that she mentioned. Also I could not keep up with her descriptions and directions. This conversation, of course, will be continued and I will be getting my nephew to help me show her the maps on his laptop…


A few days later, when I called to wish her a happy new year, she asked me if I have “gone” to any places in Kakaraparru again (she used words such as “vellavaa?” and “chOtlu” ) and if I needed to know more about these places.

Seizing the opportunity to inhabit her affective space of nostalgia while simultaneously connecting to my sense of identity and cultural practice – layering my nostalgia for what she used to narrate to me in her moments of storying and nostalgia – I pulled up the image again and started to describe it.

She provided further “evidence” and verification that this was indeed the house she grew up in – her uncle’s house – designed and built based on what he had learnt and seen in his journeys …

two round rooms on either side, she said

coloured glass on the windows…

two storeys..

it was a child remembering…

[I told her it looked like some of the stain glass was broken and she said – of course of course that house needs to be repaired – almost as if this would be her task to implement]

this reminded me of her “putting together” the house I lived in through some of my childhood in Hyderabad…
and I thought of my neice and her putting together of a farmhouse – some of using found material from older delapitated buildings from rural pasts…

I thought of what I imagine building in secondlife.




continuing this post on August 31st 2012 –


a year (in 2009 summer) after this post was originally uploaded with the image of my mother’s uncle’s MEda – I did eventually visit Kakaraparru again, when I went on a field trip to East Godavari District (and on that trip I also visited the Narasimhaswamy temple on the coast of the Godavari river where it connects to the Bay of Bengal since my mother told me that my father had been name for the god in that temple). On my facebook page I have some pictures. My aunt (my mother’s brother’s wife) – who owned this building – now her son, my cousin owns it – had passed away by then. But another aunt of mine (my father’s brother’s wife) walked through the village with me and we visited the pedda MEda as well – we also visited one more aunt  – my father’s sister.)



  1. Ganapavarapu Siva Sankara Bhanu Prakash
    Posted April 28, 2015 at 12:25 am | Permalink

    Namaste to Everyone,
    I am from a lesser known Sur name Category, Neverthless a resident of Kakaraparru, My beautiful Village. I am grandson of Ganapavarapu Venkata Satyanarayana garu, fondly known as Tata rao garu.

    Just like so many of Us have in common, i too love the atmosphere of Our village. Most of the days when i would be at my Home (near Anjaneya swamy temple), i would go for a morning walk bare foot to Godavari and spend Quality time there. its complete Tranquility out there. One will definitely enjoy it when one is all alone. i suggest all should experience that once at least.

    The house in the pic here was very familiar to me as i would visit Gopala Krishna Master’s house often to play with their children, My childhood Friends. Now they are all pursuing their engineering courses and myself finished my M.Sc in biotechnolgy

    • Posted April 28, 2015 at 5:58 am | Permalink

      Thankyou for posting, Sankara Bhanu garu,

      I am sure my mother (now past 92 years of age) will be delighted to hear about you – and may remember your grandparents even. She certainly has talked about Tata Rao garu 🙂

      best wishes,

    Posted June 6, 2015 at 2:19 am | Permalink

    Dear All,
    I am TATAPUDI SATYA SRINIVAS.My ancestors do exactly belong to our KAKARAPARRU.My Grand Father’s name is Sri TATAPUDI SATHYANARAYANA MURTHY.My Great Grand Father’s name is Sri TATAPUDI VENKATESWARLU. He died soon after the birth of my Grand Father in Kakaraparru. My Grand Father was taken to Khandavilli by his maternal uncles soon after the cremation of my Great Grand Father .He was brought up in Khandavilli. My Father’s name is TATAPUDI VENKATESWARA RAO.He and my Grand mother were always narrating about KAKARAPARRU during my childhood.They were always explaining about the Scholars ,Vedic Scholars,Ghanapatis,Poets such as Sri VEDULA SUBBA KAVI GARU.I always was wanting to visit my native village KAKARAPARRU.Somehow, I was unable to visit. I was motivated by Prof KUCHIBHOTLA MALLIKHARJUNA RAO GARU,J.N.T.U,KAKINADA to visit the Sivalayam constructed by His Majesty RAJA RAJA NARENDRA in Kakaraparru.I planned to visit this temple in two months.I read “My journey to Rajavolu” authored by Mrs Radhika exactly when I planned to visit Kakaraparru.This article is nicely written.I also watched the vedio of Kakaraparru.I want to know whether Mrs Radhika is a writer.I would be glad if I am informed of her Bio Data and literary works etc.I wish to hear from all. Thanks ,with best wishes.

    [Note from Radhika – if you need the mobile number and email – reply to this comment – I have removed it from the public comment to preserve privacy].

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