My wanderings - 2

In young age every person has a rebellion tendency. I had also a little share of rebellion in me when I was young. I was trying to be rationale and therefore, never believed in superstitions which were interwoven in the fabric of our society in general. In the course of my wanderings my close neighbor and friend Sh.P.K.Mattoo gave me a book entitled ' Be Gone God Men' written by Dr.Abrahim Kavoor, of Sri Lanka, who was the only doctorate in parapsychology and has devoted his life in erasing the menance of  superstitions in the society. He had written  about  fifty case histories of  patients suffering from psychological disorders and treated them successfully.  By reading these case histories, prima facie, it appears from the behavior of  persons mentioned therein, that they had been haunted by some supernatural powers or ghosts.  Later on reader understands the rationale of their disease which had been  basically psychological in nature.
In one of the cases a housewife found that all the clothes in her wardrobe were cut into pieces,  a pair of shoes lying in her rice cooker and some one had written on the walls of her bedroom that this is a haunted house. She visited many quacks and Charlton's  to free her house from the shadow of ghosts but without any use. Latter on she visited Dr.kavoor on the recommendations of her friend. Dr. Kavoor brought her into subconscious state of mind and she agreed that she was doing it herself  and  she will not do it again. When she came to her conscious state of mind. she was unaware of any thing but she was cured of  the disease. which Doctor Kavoor had diagnosed purely as psychological.
Some God men  do miracles stop their pulse, produce holy ash or watches for their disciples which are simple  tricks manipulated by them.  Dr. Kavoor was knowing all these tricks himself and he challenged to all Godmen  that whosoever does a  miracle in his presence  will be rewarded with rupees one lakh. It was a huge amount in early seventies. No God men accepted his challenge. He once said that I am not a rich man ,if I ever loose the challenge,  I will be reduced to destitutes but I am sure that I will  never loose the challenge. It is necessary to mention here that one eminent  scientist  who was scientific advisor to Govt. of India and disciple of some Guru accepted his challenge but lost the same. Dr.Kavoor had spent many nights in graveyards, crematory grounds and many haunted houses to find the ghosts but he could never locate one. According to him ghosts are created by the weak will of person in the form of hallucinations.
By reading this book I became more confident and  it also strengthened my belief to fight against superstitions. In the mean time I had also the chance of encountering  my pack of superstitions which I want to share with you.
It was when I joined my first job after graduation  at newly built watch factory in Srinagar. It was a tough time and very odd working hours that I  had to face. I used to have weakly night and day shifts which changed alternately. Once while  attending the night shift, I came to know that  one of my colleagues who was on duty last week,  got possessed by  a ghost as he had created a scene when he was working lonely in a big hall. He had rolled on the ground and yelled nonsense dialogs   and in a fit of rage he fell unconscious and was taken to hospital, where he was  recovering then. My boss called  me and  advised   that  we should not believe in superstitions and the scene created by our colleague may lead  even to closure of factory . You should take care while working on his seat and  try to  falsify his drama.   However, we are keeping another person with you in  the hall.I was eagerly looking for such an opportunity and I readily agreed to his proposal with a thrill of adventure.
I started my work on that very allegedly  haunted seat and my colleague was working about thirty feet ahead of me. With the passage of time pitch  darkness of night  engulfed exteriors and the sullen  atmosphere of  hall appeared more gloomy and melancholic despite of enough illumination inside.   My colleague working in the same hall would come to me after a gap of every half an hour,  with fear writ large on his face, to seek my encouragement. Sometimes he would leave the hall to while away the time. Once he left me alone in the hall for two hours and when I tried to look for him, I found him chatting with  security guards in lower floor near the gate which was far away from the hall. Then after completing our shift and with out witnessing any untoward incident, we left for our residences.  Later on as expected, this event did not fetch me any laurels but only strengthened  my belief against superstitions.
Another incident happened after my marriage. I was newly married and invited  by my in-laws to attend the 'Hawan  ceremony'  which they were performing at Mata Khir Bhawani,  temple at Tulamulla. They had also invited a Saintly person who was believed to be predicting everything rightly. I was also seated next to him but some of his unworthy  and cheap actions persuaded me to think otherwise of him . He would place some unknown objects in the hands of people and  tell them to close their fists and eyes. Then these persons would tell that after closing their eyes they have seen heavenly objects. I told him plainly that it is sort of hypnotism that   he was  doing and it has nothing to do with divinity. My statement made him angry and he  began to address me as  an atheist. Then he practiced the same trick  on me. He kept some small object on my right hand and  immediately clenching my fist  advised  me to close my eyes,  to which I meticulously obeyed.  Then after chanting some mantra he asked me to narrate what I was observing.  I could not see anything. He tried very hard but could not get any response from me. Then he threatened me that  as you are going to sleep next to me in the hall, I will show you the consequences of your arrogance in the midnight. As so many people were sleeping in the hall, I had to sleep next to him, but I slept nicely throughout the night without any obstruction.
Then by and by  many persons including my in-laws lost faith on him because of his actions unworthy of saints.

My Wanderings

In  my adolescent age like all other teenagers I developed a deep  sense of inquisitiveness for various aspects of life which persuaded me  to read books on subjects like philosophy, psychology, literature and many others.  I  was seeking answer to the queries which usually haunted my mind and books were the only source to satisfy my curiosity. In this process I lagged behind in my studies and could not achieve any outstanding performance in this field. I remained tagged with a mediocre brand.
One of the books that influenced me very much was personal psychology of Alfered Adler. I got answers to most of my teenage queries which usually perturbed me.
The full description of complexes of a person  viz.Inferiority complex and superiority complex was well explained. It was really a discovery for me at that age to know that superiority complex does not exist at all and  it is only a form of inferiority complex. A person suffering from inferiority complex only makes show  of his superiority to hide his inferiority. The inferiority can be mental or physical. A person suffering from some physical disorder will be having his other faculties sharp in order to overcome his shortcomings.
A person usually in habit of saying that he is suffering from inferiority complex is actually suffering from superiority complex (again  a form of inferiority complex) because he wants to tell others that at least he knows what he is suffering from.
Daile carnige , the writer of best seller book 'How to influence people and win friends 'usually gives reference of personal psychology of Alfered Adler.
While explaining influencing the people, he writes... I like myself cream and strawberry but when I go for fishing I usually hook my fishing rod with a worm in order to catch the fishes. The worm is the favorite of fishes.  When we have to deal with a  certain person we should be aware of his liking. Some times people prepare themselves in others subject of interest if they have to deal with them.
It is easy to become an orator but very difficult to become a good listener. Once upon a time I was invited by a friend to a party and he introduced to me to a very important client. The client gave me good lectures on his Various favorite subjects to which I listened very patiently. I had hardly spoken a word but while leaving, the client told to my friend that I was a very good speaker.
Sometimes it is better to suggest your subordinates than ordering them and it is better to win the will of person you are dealing with rather than to win his argument. By winning a argument your ego is satisfied but consequently  you loose a friend or client.
I was myself living with a guilt that I could not do much justice with my studies, but when I see my life in retrospect, I can  visualize  that at the start of my career ,although , I  was not well equipped to earn my living but I was well equipped with the art of living. I was not professionally intelligent but I had gained some worldly wisdom. I was well equipped to face the  problems  of life with patience and calmness. It was my strength, which I recognized in latter part of my career but it helped me a lot. I could stand the official as well as domestic pressures with ease.
The criterion of intelligence must  not be related only with cramming of books and passing of competitive exams but considered  with initiative, planning and quick decision making of a person.
Although I agree that wisdom comes to a  person with experiences and age  but I feel that our education system should have provision to inculcate qualities of patience, perseverance and etiquette in students  along with academic knowledge. Because some persons never grow up in life they only grow old. Moreover, I have rarely seen a fair mix of  intelligence and wisdom in a person. Both these qualities blended together can make a person perfect to great extent.

Hangama hain kyonv barpa thodi see jo pee hai

Akbar Allahbadi a great  urdu poet was born in 1846 and died in 1921 in Allahabad. His small couplets in urdu  written  more than a century ago are very fascinating and have amazing resemblances with the political, ethical and cultural values of present times.

1.Quom ke  GAM me dinner khate hain hukkaam ke saath
    Ranj  leader KO bohut hain magar aaraam ke saath.
   (They cry over the community's woes with rulers over fine dinners.
   The leader talks of sorrows but in comfort.)

This couplet has  similarity with present political set up in our country. Our Prime Minister Mr.Modhi emerged recently as a national leader representing the ethos of common man with chaiwala image, which helped him to win the elections and form Government.  But within a span of nine months only he was seen shaking hands and discussing investments in india with Obama ,draped in rupees ten lakh worth made in england suit,  probably to impress common man in India who voted for him and who himself  is below poverty line and  still lives in dearth of basic necessities of life I.e.food,clothing and shelter. His outfit was betraying his disposition and image in public life. Pt.Nehru first P.M. of India, whose image is being maligned these days,  abandoned foreign clothes for handwoven khadi  inspite of his rich ancestry.

2.Beparda nazar aaye Jo kal chend bibyan
   Akbar zameen mai  gayrate qomi se garh gaya
   Poocha Jo Maine apka purda tha kya hua
   Kahney lage ki aqal pe mardoon ke pad gaya
( yesterday when I saw a few women without  a veil, I was stunned for lack of morals in community. When I enquired about their veil. They told me that it has covered the intellect of men.)

It is true in present scenario also.  All types of morals and ethics are  imposed upon the women only. In Islamic countries women are advised to remain in veils and are  deprived of all rights. In our secular country also newspapers are full of news items of rape  and exploitation against women. Whenever such incidents happen some of our moralists start lecturing on the dress etiquette and make up of women. They say women should not enjoy full liberty in society as they are prone to high risk. Therefore, they are advised not to use cellphone or not to celebrate velentaine day which is direct attack on their fundamental rights. But it is not actually attire of women or liberty enjoyed by women but mindset of  some men that needs to be transformed, which is covered with the veil of lust and male ego. Men and women are inseparable parts of our society. Men should not perceive woman as an object of entertainment . Woman should always be respected as  she represents the image of our mother, sister and daughter. Such type of mindset in men will definitely ensure safety of woman. Ramakrishna paramhansa   regarded every woman as the incarnation of Maa Kali. However we can not expect all men  to be having such high morals but at least mindset of some men needs to be changed so that they can respect woman.

3.Sidharenge Sheikh Kaba to hum  Englistan jayenge
   Woh Khuda ka ghar dekhenge, Hum  Khuda ki Shaan dekhenge
   (When Sheikh will go to Kaba we shall visit  England
   He will see the home of Lord and we shall see the grace of Lord).

With spiritual pursuits and renunciation , development and pursuit of  nature is also necessary because lord manifests in its creation as described by our religions. What is  characteristic  feature of   Kashmiri Shivism that it says all things are manifestations of this consciousness but the phenomenal world (Shakti)  is real ,having its being in consciousness (chit).
Moreover, Development is the sign of life and disaster signifies death.   A person  can not escape from development. It is the reward for persons continuous hard  work for years together in pursuit of achieving excellence.

4. Huye is kadar mohzib kabi ghar ka na muh dekha
     Kati umar hotloo me, mare haspataal me jakar.
     ( we have become so much civilized that we have never visited home
       We spent our life in hotels and died in hospitals)

These days In blind pursuit of materialistic objects,  a person is getting detached with his roots. He is forgetting his language  and culture, which is otherwise necessary for the balanced growth and development of an indudual. A person should not be taken away by the winds of development and prosperity. He should keep his cool and maintain his induduality.

      

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How the Defodills blossomed again

Quarter of century has  elapsed since Kashmiri pandits, the aborigines of Kashmir had to leave their birth place  because of genocide , Holocaust or ethnic cleansing  of their community by Pakistan sponsored Islamic terrorism.
It is high time for them to  have a look in  retrospect and reminisce  their achievements and failures  during this long period of   twenty five years in exile.
It was really a challenging  and herculean task for them to resettle again in alien environments and temperate zones of India. In early stages they remained confined to the areas around Jammu city only, but with the passage of time they shifted throughout   the  length and breadth of their country and even to foreign lands. They were very much successful in resettling themselves by  the dent of their hard work, intelligence and adaptive qualities. Though elders had to bear the brunt of separation of their homeland but their children experienced the exposure and enjoyed the benefits of developing economic scenario of India in the form of globalization in mid nineties. Many political parties like Shiv Sena also helped them to secure free seats of engineering in the colleges of Maharashtra.  Now most of the Kashmiri pandits have constructed their own houses in Jammu and others have purchased flats in the  metropolitan cities of their country. The people living in camps have  also shifted to two room flats constructed at Nagrota. Many people living in Nagrota flats have also constructed their own houses. However, they can not ignore the sacrifice of their elder generation who had to live in uncongenial atmosphere in high temperatures  and  desperate living conditions  with out proper civic amenities and  modern electronic gadgets like A.C''s etc. But now the position is better.  Most of the community members ,except few , are economically well off . Their children living  in various regions of India and even in foreign countries are nicely settled. However, it is the duty  of KP's now  to identify the needy, poor and old people, who have been left by their children, in their community and help them by creating a common fund contributed by all under good leadership and management.
Now about the failures of Kashmiri pandits,
Yes they have lost the paradise, which Kashmir is usually called and moreover, a homeland which they cherish to call it.  It is not only their houses and land, it is the pleasant climate, rich cultural heritage and  highly adorable pilgrimages of Kashmir which they have lost. It is the congression of their community and relations, it is the streets and lanes of Kashmir ,with which their emotions were attatched ,they have lost. It is their sweet mother tongue which they are going to loose in passage of time.
Even after twenty five years of exile  they could not create a dedicated and bold leadership which could plead their cause unanimously and address their problems promptly.
They were not able to bring social reforms in their society. They spent huge amounts in celebrating the marriage ceremonies of their children and  arranging doweries for their daughters, which could have been otherwise avoided and spent for productive purposes.
In pursuit of giving  higher education to their children and in rush of  sending them to foreign countries , they have forgotten to inculcate values and sense of responsibility in them, which will create problems to KP's when they grow old.
With the exposure of their children in connection with trainings and  employment in various parts of India , rate of intercaste marriages have also  increased.
While concluding the post I remember the first line of some  hindi songs which I would like to quote here.
Kya paya kya khoya me ne    
I.e what I have gained and what I have lost. .or
kuch pa kar khona hai , kuch kho kar pana hai
I.e In order to achieve something we have to loose something. Therefore ,I have no regrets. If we see with optimistic point of view, my community members I.e KP,s have turned every calamity into opportunity and have succeeded in establishing themselves indudually with brilliance.  But they have failed  at collective level. Moreover, successes and failures are part of life and we have to accept them equally. But there is always a scope for improvement, which justly the reasons of analysis.

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How the Defodills withered

It was only after the night between 19th and 20th January that  kashmiri  pandits  thought of leaving Kashmir for some time and to return, when the conditions become feasible  for them to live there again. They never apprehended that they are leaving the Kashmir for good. But I could observe that people were leaving for Jammu with out advising  their friends or relatives. Often I would see  empty trucks  arriving  in our lane early in the morning and people loading it with domestic luggage and leaving for Jammu. The  selective killings of Kashmiri pandits was going on with out any halt. The Gun culture had  started to begin in Kashmir. Intimidation of Kashmiri pandits had become a Key word  for terrorists. Fear psychosis had taken hold of KP's mind and misery was writ large on their faces. No body was able to open his mouth because of the fear of Gun. Militants could kill anyone at point zero range in order to ensure  his instant death. One mentally retarded Kashmiri pandit boy was killed in our street  by terrorists just to check their shooting ability. Any tom, dick or harry wielding the gun could create havoc and intimidate any brave man. The persons on the receiving end had lost their rationality under the grip of fear.
But the good sense prevailed upon the Kashmiri Pandits that  they left the Kashmir, otherwise they would have been the soft target for terrorists in Kashmir for so many years to come. They could only open their mouth once they reached Jammu. It was at Gita Bhavan Jammu that our leadership under the able and selfless guidance of Sh.Amar Nath Vashnavi took its form. People used to come from Kashmir in all sorts of transport, some with house hold goods and  others without it, and halt there for few days until they could find an  alternate accommodation. Some shifted to their relatives houses, who were residing in Jammu,   others found rented accommodations. Mostly people started living in camps temporarily created  at Purkhoo, Mishriwala and  Nagrota. The registration of  Kashmiri pandits .who had left kashmir was started by Government. at Jammu.  With the increase in day temperatures  in Jammu,  it was very difficult to stand in long rows for registration purpose.
Jammu was a temperate zone in J and K and Kashmir  was having  a nice climate in summers,  pandits of Kashmir were not accustomed to temperate climate. They started roaming, like in Srinagar , on the streets of Jammu in hot temperatures and many of them died because of  hot winds called' Loo'.  The Living condition of pandits in camps was  really deplorable. The large family was  living under a single  tent with no privacy and proper hygienic civil amenities. The rising temperature of Jammu in summers made the position of people living in tents more miserable.  Most of the elderly people, who could not  stand living under such conditions died and some people died because of snake bites and hot climate. The life was not worth living in such circumstances.
The life of people living in rented accommodation was not good either. Due to the  large demand for rented accommodations in Jammu, exorbitant rents were charged by the landlords. Even Go downs and semi finished houses in Jammu were occupied.  It was very difficult to find a suitable accommodation on reasonable rents in Jammu during those days. The large families living in one or two room small hutments with newly married couples and  children studying in higher classes created many psychological problems to  its dwellers. It created the segregation of joint  families and beginning  of nuclear families.
The old people among KP community were the worst sufferers. They enjoyed the nice climate  and company at Kashmir through out their life. But at the last stage of  their life they could not compromise with the circumstances. They suffered from  many physical and psychological disorders. They could not come out from the nostalgia of Kashmir up to  the last day of  their life.
The water scarcity in Jammu as compared to the abundance of water in Kashmir was another shock for Kashmiri Pandits. However, they had no other alternative but to compromise with  the circumstances.
With the migration  of many KP's to other parts of India and construction of their own houses in Jammu , latter on, solved  the problem of housing in Jammu.
The Govt. started giving free ration to the migrants ,which KPs were latter on  called ,and some nominal monthly doles to the business community among them. However salaried class was disbursed salary at Jammu until their further posting in or outside J and K, which gave a big relief to the community.
Some political parties like BJP also helped KP's by disbursing relief materials etc.to  them.
The Shiv Sena Chief Late Sh. Bala Saheb Thakhery also came to the rescue of Kashmiri Pandits at that time and allotted free engineering seats  in all colleges of Mahrashtra to their children every year, which was then followed by some other states also.
Last but not the least it will be ungrateful on my part if I will not mention the name of then Governer of J and K Sh. Jagmohan, who helped our community immensely in rehabilitation at Jammu.

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How the  Defodills were uprooted in Kashmir.

                                It started  in the last quarter of year Ninety eighty nine, with bomb blasts , killing and injuring people on roads indiscriminately and murdering  of Sh Tika Lal Taploo, eminent Kashmiri pandit Lawyer and state BJP  Leader at point blank range. Kashmiri pandits joined the funeral  procession of  Sh. Taploo  in large numbers, which was however, disrupted by the unscurplus elements. Then Retired High court Judge Pt.Nila Kanth Ganjoo was killed while walking on the Hari Singh High Street of Srinagar city. Sh,Ganjoo, as a judge had earlier announced death sentence to Mohd Maqbool Bhat , who was a founder member  of JKLF and involved  in high jacking of Indian plane to Pakistan. The posters and flags of The Jammu and Kashmir Liberation front began to appear on all the streets and corners of Srinagar city. The anti national and  pro Azadi slogans were announced on loudspeakers along with daily  Azan. Then they started killing Pandits discriminately for the sake of being pandits only and blamed them as informers. The road side barbaric and serial killings of sh. Navin Sapru,  Bal krishen Ganjoo and Ashok Bhan and many others  in my area were really heartening  experiences. No body dared to lift their dead bodies and not to speak of taking them for performing their  last rites in funeral processions. Their bodies remained on roads in the pools of blood for hours together and could be handed over to their kiths and kins  by police only. Fear psychosis prevailed throughout in the minds of Kashmiri Pandits. No body could decide or discuss  future course of action to be taken by Kashmiri pandits. There was complete leadership crisis.
With the abduction of  Rubia Syed the daughter of then union home Minister Mufti Mohd. Syed and  subsequent  release of five hard core Militants in exchange  for her, made the situation more worse. The common Muslim earlier shy of miltancy, became a part of Tahreeq, which they liked to call it. There were mass demonstrations. The people came on roads wearing white 'kafans'. Kashmir looked  like an arena of revolution. Early in the morning most of the people used to visit UNO office at Srinagar with a resolution of  their self determination. State administration was in Chaos. Militancy had crept in all the ranks of administration. One day I observed that  Muslims from all walks of life in all modes of transport or even on foot were heading towards chrari shareef,, shrine of Nund Reshi. Roads were full of all types of vehicles and groups of people. There was total confusion. Latter on we came to know that a big haul of arms had reached  from Pakistan to Chrari Sharif,  which was to be distributed evenly among all militants placed through out the valley.
Posters displaying the hit lists of  Kashmiri pandits for selective killings along with warnings to them for leaving the valley  in general were pasted on electric poles and prominent places.
Due to able administration of newly posted Governer of J & K law and order situation could be restored to some extent in the valley, but after his tenure cut short, because of  some political reasons, power vacuum was again created in the valley.
Common Kashmiri Muslim was of the view that freedom from Indian domain is at thresh hold  or merger of Kashmir with Pakistan   was imminent.  Moreover, many Kashmiri Muslims had postponed their present auspicious ceremonies to be celebrated with Pakistan holding the charge of Kashmir.
The night between 19th and 20th January 1990 was really  a nightmare for Kashmiri pandits which sowed the seeds of migration in their minds. I was living in  the heart of old city Habba kadal with my family. It was a sullen cold night and when we started to enter our beds, a loud announcement was made from the loud speakers of all the Mosques in the area,  telling people to come on roads. The people came from all the lanes , bylanes yelling loud slogans ' Ham kya chahte  Azadi'  'we want Islamic rule '. The nature of outburst was so sudden that it frightened us very much. But latter on we came to know that it was all  preplanned and  enacted through out the valley. The windows and doors of our house were already closed  due to winter and We switched off all the lights  in panic and could peep only through cracks of windows. As our house was situated on the banks of river Jehlim, overlooking the bridge, we could see a huge crowd in violent mood hurling abuses on Kashmiri pandits , but some sane elements among these were heard abstaining them from it.  There was also a loud noise from our back side gate connecting the by lane. Suddenly I heard a loud  bang from the backyard  of my house.  A cold shrill passed through whole of my  spine. I thought end of everything. But they did not enter my house which I thought was inevitable otherwise.  They had only broken the gate to burn it for warming themselves. However, we spent the night with out a wink of sleep. There was no sign of police or Army. We were at the mercy of hoodlums.
Then with the  early signs of dawn  we could hear few  Gun shots of Army in the air to disperse the mob.   our Muslim neighbors in the morning encountered us  with a   brazen smile  on their faces  betraying their ill intentions and designs . It was the most trying period we had undergone through out the night and even a thought of it  today frighten and haunt us.
After some days, few boys entered our compound flaunting  their guns under their 'firan' and told us that they  want to tie a JKLF flag across the river from the upper story of our house, as our house was situated on river bank. Most reluctantly I allowed them to enter my house to do their job. There was no option either and after doing their job they left our house with out doing any harm. My wife missed a beat of heart and I heaved a sigh of relief as if it was a miraculous escape from death.

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It was the aftermath of partition between India and Pakistan.  Pakistan had sent Tribal infiltrators known as Kabalis inside Kashmir to capture it.  Kabalis were looting, killing Hindus  and raping their women in the border areas of Kashmir. The whole of Kashmir was burning under the Pakistani sponsored proxy  war through  these tribal invaders.   All the people especially Hindus were running helter skelter to save their lives.  In this melancholic atmosphere my father, a devout hindu was posted in a small village near present LOC as a doctor in local hospital.  All the Hindu non local staff  had left the  station with their families, except my father, who was running the hospital with the help of local staff. However, he had sent his family to Srinagar already.  My father did not leave the station as he happened to be more loyal than King as then king of Kashmir Mahraja Hari singh had already made arrangements to leave state of J and K with all  his immovable property in a chartered plane for Bombay. And which he did latter on.
My father was advised by some local Muslims to grow  beard so that he will be taken for a Muslim in case kabalis enter their village. My father used to have a busy schedule. He would rise early  in the morning  and after attending natural calls and having a bath, he would go for meditatation. Then after taking breakfast he had to attend hospital. After hospital  chores , he would visit patients in near by villages on a horse back. His family at Srinagar was very anxious as they had no news about him for months together.
One day after attending his hectic schedule,  my father was looking gloomy because some molvi of the local mosque had advised him to attend the mosque tomorrow as all the local hindus have been converted to Islam.  But my father told the Moulvi plainly that he doesn't belong to this village and he is not obliged to do what local Hindus have decided to do. Then this  Moulvi started pestering my father daily with the same suggestion.  My father got sick of it and left  the village for another near by village, where a Hindu saint lived. My father told the saint that he wanted to stay with the latter for some days. But saint advised my father that he should go back to his own village. While returning, when my father reached the border of his village in the evening, most of the elderly villagers had gathered there to welcome my father who later on rebuked the Moulvi and advised him not to pester my father any  more.
As the kabalis had approached nearer to village, my father decided to handover all his valuable belongings to a  Muslim orderly of Hospital with the condition that if every thing was alright, latter will return the goods. When orderly was carrying these belongings to his home in two suitcases, my father followed him with out the knowledge of former. My father overheard him saying to himself,  My Allah, please bestow me with an opportunity to return these goods to its real owner. Listening these words my father left the place of orderly unheard.
Later on this orderly returned all the goods to my father.
One day Kabalis entered the village, where my father was posted. They were very angry as they had lost the way to Srinagar. As after heavy lootmar and rapes at Baramulla some Maqbool Sherwani had put them on a wrong route , when they asked him to advise them shortest route to Srinagar.
Therefore, they hastily visited the Hospital accompanied by local Muslims. The local Muslims introduced my father to them as newly converted Muslim. They asked my father to serve them with some sweet Medicine, which my father readily offered to them. Then they proceeded again for Srinagar,  where they never reached.  Because till then Indian army had approached Kashmir and Mahraja Hari Singh had signed the treaty of annexing state of  Jammu and Kashmir with India.
Then my father reached Srinagar to  join his family on leave, hale and hearty and with all his belonging. My father was then awarded a letter of appreciation, two increments in advance and transfer to his home place Srinagar as a reward for not leaving the station in crisis and turmoil. The appreciation letter was with my father until we left valley in 1990 with out our belongings.