Almost one week before 10th
February, 1962 all National papers in India carried the news that 10th February, 1962 the whole world would come to an abrupt end. Some papers carried
complete description of the doom’s day.
One more hot news about
the claim of a sadhu was that on a particular date with his spiritual powers,
he would walk on water of the river as he walks on the macadamized road. People
gathered on the river bank to witness the miracle. One in the crowd was the
then Home Minister of India. Those were the days of the print media only. The
event was given full coverage by almost all the big and small national and
local News papers. The final event was
described by one of the prominent News papers of the time as “The moment Sadhu
stepped one of his feet on the flowing water of the river; he miserably went
down like a plumb into it. Soon thereafter, finger was raised on the then Home
Minister. His presence was taken as crowd gatherer.
February 1962, I along
with my elder brother Girdhari Lal was posted at Verinagh. Doom’s day news
panicked my father. He deputed Trilok Dass, my eldest brother to persuade us to
come down to Srinagar for meeting the eventuality together under one roof.
Somehow we did not oblige the messenger and preferred to face the event as and
where we were.
10th February
1962 passed on peacefully. Some claimed peaceful day was due to offering of
their prayers and some attributed it to minor errors in calculation.
24th February,
both of us joined our family at Zaindar Mohalla. Vincent Tailors delivered us
the three-piece suit of the same cloth and the same colour. We dressed up in
the brand new three-piece suit. Same colour gave it a look of uniform. J L
Pandita, the retired Police officer, the then teacher in some private school,
on way to one of his tuitions, spotted us and joined us. He put on leather
jacket of Girdhari Lal to look smarter.
Snowflakes started to fall. Sheikh Bashir
Ahmmad cautioned us for smarter looks and asked us to beware of ‘Adam nazar’.
On way to Lal Chowk, we en route collected shawls from Sun Shine Dry Cleaner
and marched on for Regal Cinema. The show had already started. We made up our
mind for the second show. J L Pandita said that he was given date and time for
payment of tuition money of Rs.35 by Vesh Nath Khazanchi R/O Sathu Barbar Shah,
father of his tuition and suggested that we could manage collection of money
and be on time for the second show. We agreed to his suggestion and took to
Sathu Barbar Shah. Girdhari Lal waited on the roadside and I accompanied J L
Pundita up to the main door of the Khazanchi House. J L Pandita went upstairs
and soon called me through the window for help. All chaos and confusion, I went
up stairs to take Pundita out of the premises. Litigant as he was, Khazanchi pounced
upon us and caught hold of both of us. Girdhari Lal unaware of the situation
too fell in the trap. Pundita single handed gave a good fight to many
Khazanchis and their sympathizers. The message of the scuffle spread like
wildfire among Khazanchi relations. Two of the brothers-in-law, Makhan Lal
& Chaman Lal from Drabiyar girdled up their sleeves to support the husband
of their sister. To our good luck, both were our friends. Dry cleaned Shawls
were confiscated and kept in the custody of Chaman Lal. Both failed to retrieve
us without any police case against us. Chaman Lal eyed and signaled that Shawls
were in safe custody and returned the same to us later on.
Pundit Jia Lal a ferocious
faced ASI chowki officer Maisuma Police Chowki arrived along with a few
constables at 10 PM. The room was packed to its capacity. By 12 in the night,
we in handcuff in chill cold and heavy snowfall were taken on foot to Masuma Police
Chowki. The late Chaman Lal Saraf, our friend and son-in-law of Jia Lal and my
eldest brother stood surety to get us bailed out. Despite his being son-in-law
of the Chowki Officer Jia Lal, we were released on bail only after payment of a
bribe of Rs.50. By 2 A M we were back to our home. In descending order we
ashamed of the untoward happening took our position in the bed. Girdhari Lal
lost all his cool and started abusing and cursing me. My father, after a little
while intervened and asked Girdhari Lal as to why he indulged in all the mess. Girdhari
Lal said that he got involved because of his brother. Father said that he (Me)
got involved because of his friend. Had he deserted his friend in that
situation, he would not consider him as his son.
The next day, the late
Jagar Nath Bhan of Zaindar Mohalla, the then office superintendent to SSP
Srinagar, suggested to ask Jia Lal to close the case or otherwise refund Rs.
50. Closure of the case was beyond his capacity. Under threat of complaint to D
N Koul, the then DIG Kashmir, he refunded Rs. 42. He pleaded that he paid Rs.8
to his daughter as ‘atea guth’ that reached the household of our friend Chaman
Lal Saraf’s.
Jagar Nath Bhan grabbed
Rs.42, but failed to get the case of trespass under article 448 closed. With
excuses he failed to refund the money either. One day he used slang language
and challenged for no refund. He got a heavy slap that kept him rolling on the
road. I took custody of his spectacles and told him its return would be subject
to payment of Rs.42.
Two long years we
responded to the call ‘Sarkar V/s J L Pandita and others. We had taken Adv. T N
Dulloo by his face value. With no questioning the witnesses, he had almost
placed us for sentence. We approached the late Advocate Pundit Janki Nath Bhan
for his help. He accepted the case for no money in return. He said that the case
had reached the stage where only pronouncement of sentence was to be made. He
went to Vish Nath Khazanchi in his own car along with the government prosecutor
and requested him for compromise. Luckily Vish Nath got influenced by Bhan
Sahab and compounded the case. Even for
paper work, Bhan Sahab paid from his own pocket.
The catastrophe proved
Sheiikh Bashir’s caution right and the real Doom’s Day to be remembered.
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