That night, Ganga Reddy called him. “I have a hundred men with rifles.”
One evening, Ganga Reddy’s men set fire to the village grain bank. As the flames licked the sky, Bala Krishna walked through the inferno. He picked up a single burning grain of paddy.
He swung the staff. The first man flew twenty feet. The second was slammed into a haystack. Within three minutes, forty men lay groaning. Bala Krishna hadn’t moved his feet. He had simply invoked the spirit of his ancestors. balakrishna movies
Reddy left.
The next morning, Reddy’s goons surrounded his farmhouse. There were forty of them. Bala Krishna came out wearing a white dhoti, chest bare, ash on his forehead. He carried no weapon except a bamboo staff. That night, Ganga Reddy called him
The final shot: Bala Krishna, plowing the first field of the new harvest. A little girl asks him, “Sir, are you a god?”
But Narasimha Rao had one last weapon: his son, Bala Krishna. He picked up a single burning grain of paddy
“Where is your muscle?” jeered the head goon.