Seshendra Sharma : Story of Life

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With this novel
Kamostav, father's literary life came to an end for good. He did not produce
literary works worth mentioning in his later phase of life. During those days
he asked for my opinion on that novel. I told him clearly that it lacks the
form and content of a novel- it does not have a story line, plot, sequences,
characters and eventually a message which every novel gives. Hence it is a
trash. Several people went to court and got its publication in a weekly
stopped. ID got this very trash rewritten completely by Chandrasekhara Rao and
printed it. This kind of heinous development has never taken place in the
recorded history of Telugu literature till date. A writing which brought
disrepute to my father in the literary field and isolated him in the society,
why did she get it rewritten by somebody and publish it claiming copyright to
be hers? What is her motive? What is her aim? That is why Kamotsav is ID's
biography, story of her inner soul.

SESHENDRA'S
COPYRIGHTS:

My father gifted away
copyrights of his entire works along with their translations to me by way of
birth day gift to me on 2.12.1989. Since then I have published several of his
works during his lifetime itself. Kamostav, the version that is secretly \u043c\u0435\u0439\u0434
available is the dirty work of cheapsters and lumpens under the leadership of
ID. It is much worse than violation of copyrights. That is the reason why I
have been reluctant to take action so far. If she and her debased henchmen try
to violate copyrights of my father's works bequeathed to me, I shall take
exemplary legal action against them.

ID \u043c\u0435\u0439\u0434 2 public
notices to the effect that my father cancelled all his earlier transfer of
copyrights and retransferred all his rights to her. This is a palace intrigue
in the modern era in our civilized society.

WHAT DOES LAW SAY
ABOUT COPYRIGHTS?

An author can transfer
copyrights of his works to any one as per her/his wish. But the Copyrights Act
1957 and the Supreme Court in its various judgments has clearly stipulated a
procedure to revoke earlier assignment and transferring of copyrights to
somebody else subsequently. The author has to issue a notice to the 1st
assignee, giving 6 months time for reply. Depending on the reply the author can
take his next step. Where as in my father's copyrights matter he did not even
inform me orally of any such cancellation. ID claims that she has a typed
document of transfer of copyrights signed by my father on 5.1.2006. Between
5.1.2006 and 30.5.2007, leave alone issuing a notice, he did not even inform me
orally.

My father who assigned
copyrights to me in his own handwriting, when he was relatively young and
physically fit did not require to cancel the 1st assignment when he was totally
dilapidated, almost bedridden and was counting his days. Another important
aspect of the matter is that I have printed the Xerox of my father's document
in his own works as early as 1995 and have been doing so from time to time
during his life time. Where as ID claims to possess a document after my
father's death and she has not \u043c\u0435\u0439\u0434 it public so far. ID tried to get my
father's complete works published in different languages by Telugu University
(Hyderabad: A.P: India) by paying them Rs. 6 Lakhs. I approached Telugu
University and apprised them of facts. On the advice of legal experts, they
stopped this project and returned ID's money to her. It is an incontrovertible
fact that ID's document is a forged and fraudulent document which does not
stand scrutiny before law. Court shall certainly award her exemplary
punishment. In all societies and times literature has been social wealth/public
property from time immemorial. It should not be used as a mask to grab share of
parental property illegally and unethically. I am committed to this cause/
ideal and appeal to the civilized society to strengthen my hands in this
endeavor. ID's younger brother Sri Mahendra Pratapgir is the lone legal heir
apparent of that family and keeping him in dark, she is squandering her
father's wealth in Telugu literature for her nasty propaganda.

FATHER PASSED AWAY:

In 1997 when he
suffered the 1st heart attack he was half-dead. Dr.Sudhakar Reddy, cardiologist
of Mediciti Hospitals (Native of Warangal.A.P) performed angiogram and
diagnosed that he had blocks in arteries and one valve was damaged completely.
He advised open heart surgery. But ID averted it and got angioplasty performed.
His health declined rapidly since then and was leading the life of virtually an
invalid till he breathed his last. He suffered inexplicable mental and physical
torture for about a decade. During the last leg of his journey he was isolated
from his family completely. He was deserted by one and all in the literary
field. When his younger brother passed away, his younger sister passed away he
did not visit his ancestral home in his village and call on those families. He
became target of jealousy and animosity in the society. He became a victim of
false impression with the society that he was an aristocrat and rolling in
luxuries. Whereas, he was deprived of even his native vegetarian food for
decades together. As a silent and helpless witness to these painful happenings,
I was subject to untold mental agony.

In the later half of
March 2007 on one of my visits to him, I was aghast at his condition. His
entire body was swollen. His appearance was like that of a stuffed gunny bag. I
told him to get hospitalized. I told ID to rush him to a hospital. But of no
avail. On 30th may 2007 at about 11 pm I got a phone call from her" Come
soon/Serious" she said. As I entered at 11.15 pm "Go inside/he is no
more' she said.

* * One day when
swarms of lamps vanish, in the light of a lonely lamp I ask the dumb pillars
"Can't you liberate me from the disgust of this existence? I ask those
stand still forest flame trees

which blossom flowers
at that very place year after year

"can't you rescue
me?

I ask those high roof
tops and this Venetian furniture

which every one feels
are greater than me, "can't you rescue me from the disgust of this
existence?" All these answer in a melancholic voice "We have been
languishing since more than 100 years watching the same unchanging scenes we
are older prisoners than you are" (Janavamsham: Telugu: Seshendra: Page
80-81:1993: Translated by me)

My father's first
biography (in Hindi) titled "Rashtrendu Seshendra: Ashesh Aayaam" by
Dr.Vishranth Vasishth appeared in 1994. Touching upon these very sensitive
aspects of my father's life he commented in that book"SONE KE PINJRE ME
PANCHCHI" (A bird in a golden cage). Alarmed and agonized by his rapidly
declining health, as early as June 2002, in order to bring pressure on ID, I
gave a 2 cassettes long interview to Vijayaviharam of Janaharsha group. Later
on when I enquired about that interview they said that in the raids conducted
on their premises, they got destroyed.

I wanted to rescue my
father and bring him back home when he was in good health. Alas! At last, I
took him to the burial ground, laid him on the funeral pyre and consigned him
to flames and returned home all alone.

G.Satyaki S/o Late.G.Seshendra Sharma

Hyderabad.A.P.INDIA

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Pardon Me Father!

I could not rescue him
from the clutches of that nymphomaniac and vampire. There may be an exception
or two but an average Indian woman desires from the depths of her soul that her
husband should live long and she should pass away before him. She performs prayers
and fasts on auspicious days for this purpose. She in spite of being 3years
elder to him did away with my father in a planned and premeditated manner and I
was a silent and helpless witness to it. He suffered 1st Heart attack in
November 1997. Cardiologists performed angiogram and advised open heart
surgery. Because there were blocks in vessels and one valve was damaged. But
she successfully thwarted it and without my knowledge or informing any one got
angioplasty done in Mediciti (Hyderabad: AP; India) her plan was to do away
with him and live long, and establish herself as his wife through his books. He
was succumbing to her blackmail. My overwhelming hunch is that she was
threatening him with social insult and humiliation if he parts ways with her.

Between 1997-2007, she
played football with his body. He used to be hospitalized every now and then
with swollen body and heart pain. Because of damaged valve pumping was impaired
and water used to accumulate in the system. Every time I used to force her to
hospitalize him. He used be in ICCU for a couple of days and recover
marginally. After each visit to hospital he was getting debilitated gradually.
He was put on wheel chair. He was virtually under house arrest. He was not
allowed to speak to friends and family members. Visitors were kept away. He was
taking Lasix (Tablet: is a diuretic that is used to treat fluid accumulation,
caused by heart failure, cirrhosis, chronic kidney failure, and nephrotic
syndrome.) to flush out water accumulated in his body. This creates a painful
dilemma in me whether my interference in his health matters was just. As his
son it was my moral duty to protect him. But I sometimes feel if I were not to
interfere she would have put him to death long ago and thus he would have
escaped from physical and mental torture quite early.

Towards perhaps end of
the month of March she withdrew medication. He got swollen suddenly and that
condition continued till the last day i.e. 30th may 2007. Each time I visited I
used to tell that witch to take him to hospital. But after a couple of visits I
got convinced that she made up her mind this time to do away with him. I
requested a bastard who was feigning to be a friend of mine, who incidentally
happens to be a legal luminary of this region to send a doctor friend to that
place and ascertain the exact condition of his health. But of no avail.

I kept on telling him
to come out of that place and lead a normal and healthy life. Her blackmail
gained an upper hand and I lost in my efforts to restore health to him and
bring him back to civilized society. O God pardon me for not being able to
outmanoeuvre her machinations. Pardon me father.

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