# D For Dummugudem
Dummugudem is a small village. A non descript place. And nobody could say hardly a word about it. I am not saying about others or outsiders, even present generation people of this village don't know what significant features their village have had once. That's not their fault. Of course, I point out none. Things have been going on like that with our present education system and Am not saying about the teachers working in the schools. Our policy makers at the helm. We read lessons byheart, fulfill dreams of our parents by becoming software Professionals, Doctors, Engineers or well paid employees. That's it. Who cares about the past of our places and activities that have conceived of.
Well. Let me begin. The place now we are telling has the foot prints of Colonial British employees and their quarters, church, navigation center, and of course their tombs along with erstwhile zamindar's house. All are now in dilapidated condition. As the people are not so conscious of historical events and older constructions, year by year, getting destroyed. Sometimes with the acts of hooligans and sometimes with the harsh weather conditions. I have gathered some information from very old people a couple of decades back. According to such account, Once upon a time, before independence, all this Dummugudem and nearby Lakshminagaram villages were hubs of British employees.
River Godavari was used as traveling route right up to Rajamundry and boats and steamers were busy in serving travelers. They also have established a repair center and it's called by work shop. River Godavari was the biggest asset for Dummugudem as a transportation mode. They established a hostel for downtrodden children nearby a church. This hostel is also in ruining condition now. Their quarters were already vanished with passing time. Have seen some of the tombs when I visited the place. All tombs were read as high profile employees like an ICS officer named Angus Alstair Fernandez and well versed English teachers like Dorothy, Sara clare and other a girl named Charlotte Henrita etc..
At present, all this place looked like deserted and with nobody's attention. But if you have an eye for colonial history and nostalgic view, this place would speak volumes of things about the past. If you roam around the surrounding tribal villages, don't surprise, you will also randomly meet some people with blue eyes, long jaws, fair skin and European sort features. Maybe, signatures of the history. Who knows, Anything could have happened. I leave the matter to you and remain here.
----- Murthy Kvvs
Sounds like a place a true history buff would love to visit. Sad its left to ruin.
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DeleteThere is something otherworldly about the place, I feel from the pics.
ReplyDeleteTruly said.
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