By PragyanSharma Polavarapu
My friend was also a senior post master who came from Warangal city to work in my leave vacancy for a week. I had to go to Warangal city on some urgent private work for about a week. The big wood pulp manufacturing company treated the post master and the bank manager generally as their own staff and provided board and lodge for small periods. Thus my friend was staying in the company guest house. Towards the end of my leave after I returned from Warangal city I suggested to my friend that we two visit the reputed Mallur temple on the forested hill.
I could not visit the place earlier though many times friends told me it is nice and holy place to be visited. I did not in those times realize due to the daily heavy office work —(which dragged on till 8 or 9 in the night everyday as I was rather a slow worker in accounting work)– that the temple on the hill was such an extremely nice place.
On the Sunday, we started by bus early at 7 am at Kamalapur after having breakfast at the company canteen and got down at Mallur by 7.30am . I also took from home glucose biscuit packets and a bottle of water. After a few minutes of rest under the majestic high and shady forest trees at the foot of the hill– ( I still remember even after 23 years)– we proceeded towards the hill to start our climb. It is not a thick dense forest l but a wild area of great natural beauty with long lean trees and short bushes here and there among the boulders with dense green foliage. I felt thrilled as we entered the beautiful wild forest environment , a world completely different from the world of crowds and ugly streets in the big city.
The path was not steep and had no sharp stones or thorny bushes and reminded of a village road on which in early mornings farmers go to their farms and cattle are taken to the edges of forests for grazing. There is a continuous canopy of trees. As we walked the path sometimes rose a little and after a few hundred meters went down through a depression. Actually this long hill is the first of a small range of thickly forested green hills. A thing to be noted is that a big long depression full of forest trees starts at the end portion of the long temple hill. The other two or three hills coming after the temple hill are very high and steep and are full of thick green forest. We have to raise our heads a little to see the forested crests of those hills.
A few sentences I scribbled in my diary show the following –that it was a cool foggy sunlit morning resounding with bird song ,that pencils of bright sunrays punched holes in the thick high branches of the trees and illuminated fog ( proving Newton’s theory about rectilinear propagation of light!) etc. It was pleasant cool morning weather. We learnt from the two or three others ,who were walking along with us , that the chief priest would arrive a little late on that day and that the main rituals and “poojas”, recitation of holy hymns etc would be conducted by him. The priest’s assistants were already at the temple attending to preparatory work.

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