ON MY STAY AT “THE GOLDEDN TULIP”, TIRUPATI (A.P.)

The Golden Tulip Tirupati

                                           

Deluxe with king size bed

                                              

                                        

Deluxe Room with three beds

                                                          

The Deluxe Suit

                                
                                     

Adayar Anand Bhavan the veg restaurant

                                   

The Function hall

                            

      

This is a four-star hotel situated near Nandi Circle in the heart of Tirupati at the foothills of Tirumala just opposite 100-feet by-pass road near Alipiri toll plaza. It has three floors with 88 rooms out of which five are suites, sixty-three are Deluxe rooms with king-size beds and twenty Deluxe rooms have separate twin beds. One can have a fine view of surrounding Tiurumala hills filled with greenery from this hotel.

This hotel belongs to Sarovar Hotels, India’s leading Hotel Chain, which has nearly 149 hotels in eighty-seven destinations across India, Nepal and Africa.

This hotel has all amenities and facilities such as 24-hour front desk service, free-parking, the speed internet, fitness center, T.V. minibar, locker facility, bottled water,  tea or coffee-maker, a refrigerator and blackout curtains, room service, dry cleaning and laundry service, lift, A.C., banquet hall, facilities for specially- abled people, complimentary breakfast, transfer and tour facility, a multi-cuisine international menu and a vegetarian restaurant along with coffee/ tea supply to the room.  

The” A2B Restaurant” on the ground floor is a pure vegetarian restaurant which offers South Indian, North Indian and Chinese dishes. In this hotel local people especially women from villages are specially trained and given employment and one feels very much impressed by their prompt service and courteous behavior.

 It has a spacious banquet hall within an area of 1400 sq.ft. with the main function hall with an area of 344 sq.mt. and is suitable for conducting weddings along with social and corporate meetings and functions. The rooms are elegantly designed with scenic view of Tirumala hills and greenery. The staff are professionally trained and very prompt and helpful with polite behavior.

The airport is nearly 20.6 kms and the Tirupati railway station is four kms from this hotel. Tirumala is twenty-one kms and Tiruchanoor is 3.5 kms from here. Kapilatheertham is within a walkable distance within one km.  Distance from this hotel to Sri Kalhasti is nearly 42 kms reachable within an hour and distance from here to Srinivasa Mangapuram is 19 kms only. One can also visit Kanipkam (68kms), a famous Ganesha temple in Chitoor District.

Check-in and check hours are from 12.00 pm to 11.am, and early check-in or late check-out are available at an additional cost. For tourists this hotel offers a comfortable stay with all modern amenities and the stay at this hotel gives a very memorable experience in a serene atmosphere.

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   21st July 2026                                    Somaseshu Gutala

The Dance Of death

 

                                   

                                                 

               

               1.    Under the eternal shades of sleep

              Under the graves buried so deep

              Transported to the world of death

              You lie; no grief, no pain; no disturbing breath.

 

             2.    I put an end to raging powers

              My might demolishes lofty towers;

              No beauty tempts my timely call

              No discrimination; I equalize all.

 

         3.           I terminate here miser’s greed

            I wind up here stern dogmatic creed;

            I break down here vile brutal lust

            I burn away all passions to dust.

 

      4.              With perfect cold equanimity

           With philosophic tranquility

           You lie, waiting for your future fate

           Like sages immersed in breathless state.

 

    5.                 Dwelling in another dimension

          Above the pull of earthly terrain

          Above the stress of sensual rut

          You lie like silent statues cut.

 

  6.          I play on your grey graves

         I leap on the grassy waves

         I kiss your icy lily lips

         I touch the shiny marble chips.

 

7.                     I dance on your static crowns

       I care not your frozen frowns;

       I sport with your muddy hair

       I pluck off roses red and fair.

 

8.                  I dance aloft like crackling fire

      Upon your bones with crimson spires;

      Your motives and cravings all I end;

      Your disparities all I mend.

 

9.              Ev’n God with meditative gaze

    Watches my playful destructive craze;

     I let loose souls from fleshy chains

     I liberate them from worldly pains.

10.      Though dreadful my actions may seem

    I work for all and I redeem

    Souls and make their onward journey clear

    Without rotting forever in stasis here.

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    12th July 2026                            Somaseshu Gutala

 

 

 

DRY HEART

                  

    

              

        

       

 

   1   My heart went suddenly dry

   My brain too is blank and dry.

   I can’t express my feelings straight

   Can’t find a way to choose lines right

   Just used to press the key to throw out

   Something easy and fine not thinking about

   For everything we depend on machines and AI

   We are too lazy and too busy even to try. 

 

2         Stopped even to think and look deep

 Too much vexed with problems, no time to sleep

 With made-easy solutions at hand to gain

 Why should I unnecessarily strain my brain?

 Too long engaged in turmoil and noise

 I have no time to listen to my inner voice

 I left the golden realm of fancy long ago

 I lost my artistic, spontaneous flow. 

 

3.   My eyes are dry with burning sensation slight

    They forgot to shed tears of joy and delight

    They can’t behold and respond to nature’s charms

    They can’t enjoy surrounding beauteous forms

    Staying in the world of machines they lost insight

    They can’t appreciate colorful Nature bright

    Our thinking power and feeling we delegate

    To machines and live in a simple, static state.

 

4        Have we bartered our soul to lifeless tools?

And dance to their routine commands and rules?

Our creative skills lost their role

Machines rule our minds and control

Our every act and thought in their ruthless grip;

We live like slaves under their dictatorship.

AI is the buzzword of the modern age

Man’s work made easy at every stage.

 

5        A miraculous invention to help mankind

     Endowed with intelligence and superfast mind.

The nearest replica of human brain

To discover Nature’s secrets and help man gain

Yet not an exact substitute for man

Man’s nature is too abstruse to scan.

Though it is an extension of man’s mind

It lacks human feelings liberal and kind.

 

6     This superintelligent device no doubt leads

    Man, to get his work done at superspeed

    And achieve progress and satisfy his needs

    Yet it can not replace man in every field;

    Too much dependence on AI poses major risks

    Machines misused leads to his downfall brisk

    Man’s innate skills become stunted and dry

     All his job opportunities gone; his talents die.

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     2nd July 2026                 Somaseshu Gutala

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

ALL IN BLUE (A Fantasy)

 

                    

                            

                                   

                       

      

 

                                    

                              

                       

          

                            My mind became a clear blue pool   

                            The waters are so blue and cool

                           The blue lilies in blue moonshine

                           Gleamed like blue diamonds fine;

                                          The blue birds floated like blue fairies at night

                                          Around the blue bushes like glow-worms bright.

                                          The blue moon mirrored in blue waters calm

                                          Like blue pearls, dew-drops with charm                          

                                         The blue swans float through dense blue brakes

                                         Like blue sapphire- isles on the bluish lake.

                                         A blue-skinned baby with blue feathers seen

                                         Smiling with big blue lotus-eyes serene

                                         Resting on a blue lotus-leaf afloat

                                         As if sailing smooth on a dark blue boat;

                                         A happy, happy dream so bluish cool

                                         Feeling the soft touch of the clear blue pool

                                         Free from cares I feel the cool touch

                                         Of bliss which I can’t describe much   

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                                      24th June 2026        Somaseshu Gutala

  

       

  

             

         

  

 

 

 

                               

                               

 

 

 

A Morning Stroll

 

              

                            

                                                              

1           The warm sun with fresh morning breeze

    Tempted me to go on a stroll

    Once it was a jungle dense, this area whole

    But now hundreds of trees razed down with ease

    By monstrous machines to satisfy the greed

    Of landgrabbers and none cared to heed

    The layman’s complaint and what they need

    Is just to fill their coffers with speed;

    The jungle is gone and not a trace

    The multi-storied buildings usurped that place.

 

2          A green mini-forest as they say is seen

   A park in place of spacious jungle as they say

   A poor substitute for Nature’s display

   Amidst this concrete jungle dry without a touch of green

   As custodians of Nature, they proudly thought;

   Can they create Nature once lost?

   Can they bring back the freedom of wild forms?

   Can they bring back the stunning colors of scenic charms?

   The merry cries of birds and bursting roar of beasts?

   With everchanging hues, the jungle seemed a visual feast. 

 

3          Man has become a ruthless predator indeed

   Usurping everything by brutal might

   His perverted mind thinks what he did is right;

   Just to widen roads and build mansions

   He felled millions of trees without conscience;

   In the name of progress, he creates chaotic domain

   He snuffed out lives of creatures with disdain.

   Destroying Nature for his selfish gain.

 

4         As I took the morning stroll in the park

   I found hybrid bushes and thorny shrubs in rows

   All in dull dreary form; Fresh Nature’s look they lack

   No space for them as they wish to freely grow

   The lively abundance and dense thickness wild;

   The garden looked like a kid meek and mild

   Some bushes are trimmed in various shapes fine

   Controlled by rigid rules and standing in line

   The vital glow of life is missing and there is nil

   Like dull plastic figures the trees stood still.

 

5        Whatever man boasts of his knowledge great

  The refreshing breath of Nature he can’t re-instate

  To cover his heinous crime, he may prate;

  Freedom and beauty of woods he can’t re-create;

  Does civilization mean to go on killing spree?

  Murdering wild beasts, birds and bulky trees?

  Plundering Nature in the name of progress

  Risking his own existence beyond our guess?

  Let forests, hills and lakes kindly spare

  Protect Nature and your surroundings with care.

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    11th June 2026               Somaseshu Gutala

 

 

 

  

 

  

  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

WHO IS THE REAL DOER?

               

                                      

                   

         

1             His poems serve like clear crystal glass

Mirroring the problems of suffering mass;

The stamp of his verse lasts for long

His rhythm as sweet as a lyric song

His characters act and talk like living creatures

In brief his poems have universal features.

He deems himself as the greatest one

To compare with his genius there is none.

 

2           He breathes life in whatever he draws

His use of vibrant colors draws applause

Right from his childhood he did display

His painting skills and his exceptional way;

Another Raphael or Titian he thought

Of himself with his original art self-taught.

He stunned his viewers' hearts with colorful dreams

As a greatest painter he was held in esteem. 

 

3           Rocky boulders breathed life in his hand

He chiseled them into splendid statues grand

In every temple and palace his art is seen

Statues glistened with black, smooth polished sheen

Sturdy rocks turned soft by his matchless skill

Lively figures with lovely curves inspiring thrill.

Another Michael Angelo or Davinci himself he thought

Deemed himself as the creator of superb art.

 

4          His voice enchanted millions of souls

He thought he had reached his long, cherished goal

His melodious voice admired everywhere

Among his peers he has no equal, beyond compare

He used his voice to earn immense wealth and fame

He never thought from whom his talent came.

He did not consider singing glories of God

He sang only to admire his kings and lords.

 

5         He felt too much proud of his intellectual mind

      Creating inventions helpful to mankind

      To achieve his goal, he worked too hard

Making devices as others applaud

He was proud of conquering Nature

He was the greatest scientists of noble stature.

Who is the greatest scientist with fantastic art?

Who created this wonderful world he never thought. 

 

6     Being proud of  a ruler of mighty empire

He subjugated many kings and still aspires

To extend his sovereign rule with power immense

Without caring for loss of lives and huge expense;

He called himself as God and will not rest

He didn’t care others and did what he deems as best

He did not realize the source of his mighty power

To glorify himself he built many huge towers. 

 

7            Power and wealth pollute many in fact

         As very few for welfare righteously act

        We forget the real source of power within

And add credit to ourselves, an ignorant sin

Our efforts to immortalize ourselves is vain

Almighty Time wipes out all with disdain

Neither our power nor wealth last ever long

Before Almighty God, our powers strong. 

 

8                  Men are easily puffed up with ignorant pride

              Unaware of inner source who really guides

             Mistaking the shell for the egg we deem

             We think ourselves as doers as it seems;

             Who is the real doer who gives credit and fame

             To us though we exist only by name;

            The real subject, object and verb are all-in-one

             Without His omniscient presence we are none.

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   5th June 2026                         Somaseshu Gutala

Note : "Acknowledge that you are the channel, not the ultimate cause of your actions."  ---- "Bhagavadgita ( 11th Chapter, verse 33).

Leonordo da vinci --- (1452-1519)15th century painter, scientist and inventor. He is primarily known for his paintings "Mona Lisa" and "The last Supper."     

Raphael  --- (1483-1520) 16th century Italian  painter. "The Sistine madonna" and "The Alba madonna" are his well-known paintings.

Michael Angelo -- (1475-1564) 15th century famous sculptor and painter. His frescoes on the Sistine Chapel " Creation of Adam" and  "The Last Judgement " are famous masterpieces.

Titian ---(1488-1576) 16th century Italian painter. The painting "Venus of urbino" is his most famous painting.