Is this village doing well?  Are the activities smooth?  How is the development?  These are the questions that are darted if anyone asks about the welfare of a village.  From many quarters a howl of pain is the only answer.  Nandalike’s lot was also the same.  Even for small ailments they had to travel by bus and meet the doctor in a distant town.  For the poorest of poor there was nothing to eat, nothing to put on.  Where was the money left for the travel by bus, for the doctor’s fees and the cost of medicine?

A Government Hospital in the locality would be the answer.  Just one hospital!  How many people would be its beneficiaries! Innumerable.  How many would be granted health! Innumerable Mitra Mandali thought on these lines.  It announced its readiness to set apart a piece of land of 2.48 acres it had got as grant from the government for the sake of the hospital.

Once again Nandalike Balachandra Rao (Nanda) and his Mitra Mandali apply pressure on the Government.  The Government relents, agrees to grant a hospital but assigns to Mitra Mandali the duty of constructing a building on the site ear-marked by the organisation for the purpose.  This was the term.  Nanda would not lose heart.  “Why not?  I would not rest before the building comes up.”  Nanda would take his oath.  Nanda and his team would comb the surrounding and far away areas in their effort to collect funds to the tune of at least Rs. 25,000/-.  Which places didn’t they scan for the purpose?  None indeed.

Once, the Chief Justice of the High Court of Hyderabad was not just a Tom, Dick or Harry.  He was Nandalike Krishna Rao.  Nanda and his team met him and laid bare their plan and project.  “Let this 20,000 be our contribution on behalf of our Nandalike Krishna Rao Trust.  Go ahead with the noble project.  Let it be crowned with all success.”  With additional financial contribution from the village folk the work of the hospital got over as expected.  The Government Primary Health Centre in memory of Justice N. D. Krishna Rao was opened for the public.

Did it mean Mitra Mandali could rest on its oars?  No.  Resting is rusting.  Is there any rest for those who live up to this motto?

Two vehicle stands in Nandalike arose as the gifts of Mitras.  They also sank a bore-well for the village.  Who was responsible for the electrification of the village and for the street lamps?  Whose efforts led to the opening of a Post Office in Nandalike?  How did they get access to the telephone?  Was there any project that came up in Nandalike without the magic touch of Mitra Mandali?