Khader AliKhader Ali Khan (1943-2022) was born in Andhra Pradesh and graduated from IIT Kharagpur in 1965. He had a long career as an Engineer, and worked in Bahamas, Kenya and Canada for a long time. Along with his wife Dr Ayesha Ali Khan and other Telugu literary enthusiasts, he ran a Telugu magazine in Ottawa, Canada during the late 80s.
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The blinking blues of the sky,
the sinking Sun in the horizon,
The fading flutters in Hussain sagar,
The beautiful vervains vanishing around,
Make me feel, the nature is getting sick ..
The passing twilight left the darkness behind,
Oh! the dreadful darkness spread all around
The virgin beauties of nature moaned in tears,
It laid in front, like an ailing patient,
I couldn’t but gasp for its relief.
The radiograph revealed the dark black patches,
Serious a condition, it laid on the death bead,
Talisman like time operated on it,
Poor, pale nature, I pray for its revival,
Oh! at last, the budding Sun has given it rebirth.
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పెద్దన్న
రచన శృంగవరపు
విజయ నాదెళ్ళ
ఎలనాగ
అఫ్సర్
సొలోమోన్ విజయ్
చందు తులసి
Chaalaa baagundi. Proud to see an article written by Canadian in Saranga.
I remember having picnics at Hussain Sagar with Brigadier Ali Ahmed’s family in the 1950-60s. He was the retired Commander-in-Chief in Nizam’s army before partition. He had fourteen children from two (maybe three) Begums. We played cricket and badminton. We were the epitome of Muslim-Sikh friendship and respect.