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Last  Week  ఒక కొత్త Phone  connection  కావలసి వచ్చి నాన్న office  కి వెళ్ళాను .  I was really moved by the way Nanna's colleagues received me. When the gentle man in the counter asked me if i'm the son of Ranganadha Rao garu. I just nodded my head as i couldn't speak any thing for a moment. What i exchanged with that gentleman is just a smile, but his smile carried a honest admiration towards my father and mine carried gratitude towards his admiration.

BTW వాకలపూడి పెద్దగా ఏమీ మారలేదు . అది అలా ఉంటేనే బావుంటుంది . రాత్రి 8 గం॥ కల్లా అందరూ ఇళ్ళల్లో ఉంటారు . ఒక వారం సెలవు సెలవు  పెట్టి అక్కడ roof  garden  plan  చెయ్యాలి .
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