Characters: Abdul
Qadir conferred IAS; height 4feet plus; retired Agrarian Commissioner.
Abdul Sammad Patwari: renowned honest land broker, residing at Balgarden in his
own house purchased from DIG Wattali and thus known as Watali House; well and
highly connected.
B
K Dass:
Year:
March 1991
Venue:
Some cheap hotel in a lane at Jewel Chowk, opposite fried and fresh fish
sellers’ Market.
Mission:
Purchase of Karan Bagh opposite Jammu Airport and to sell plots there from.
Presumption:
Through the contacts of B K Dass, disposal of the plots could be quick.
Early morning, I rushed from my haunted one-room rented compartment at Bakshi Nagar to be in the queue at Geeta Bhawan, Bakshi Nagar to receive Bharat on the marriage of the daughter of Professor Dwarika Nath Pandita (Mathematics). I got a message through my elder brother Girdhari Lal that Samad Patwari wanted to see me. After reception of the Bharat, I rushed to the venue at Jewel Chowk. Samad Patwari and I greeted each other with Namaskar. Abdul Qadir in a worn-out and shabby fur cap was sitting on his toes stretching his little body to reach the other end of the pipe (nelicha) attached to the ‘terracotta huqa ’. A peon was putting half burnt cardboard pieces on the ‘chilim’. While sucking the ‘nelicha’ Abdul Qadir said: “Asi aes khebar batus chea broanth broanth akel, khaber aze kiazi vechekh ye godun munz (We had the impression that kashmiri Pundits are lead by wisdom, but know not why it has come down to their anklets.”
Without asking for any reason or explanation, I promptly said: “Ani dandus peth ketis kalus kerhav patch. (How long could we trust a blind Bull)?”
Early morning, I rushed from my haunted one-room rented compartment at Bakshi Nagar to be in the queue at Geeta Bhawan, Bakshi Nagar to receive Bharat on the marriage of the daughter of Professor Dwarika Nath Pandita (Mathematics). I got a message through my elder brother Girdhari Lal that Samad Patwari wanted to see me. After reception of the Bharat, I rushed to the venue at Jewel Chowk. Samad Patwari and I greeted each other with Namaskar. Abdul Qadir in a worn-out and shabby fur cap was sitting on his toes stretching his little body to reach the other end of the pipe (nelicha) attached to the ‘terracotta huqa ’. A peon was putting half burnt cardboard pieces on the ‘chilim’. While sucking the ‘nelicha’ Abdul Qadir said: “Asi aes khebar batus chea broanth broanth akel, khaber aze kiazi vechekh ye godun munz (We had the impression that kashmiri Pundits are lead by wisdom, but know not why it has come down to their anklets.”
Without asking for any reason or explanation, I promptly said: “Ani dandus peth ketis kalus kerhav patch. (How long could we trust a blind Bull)?”
He
promptly said: “Asi cha anie dandh (Are we blind bulls?)
I
said:” From my childhood I am told that ‘akh ani dandh chu sasus
dandus vaeth ravravan’ (One blind bull misleads a herd of thousand
bulls.) 1947 one blind bull rejected the suggestion of R C Kak, the then Prime
Minister of J & K and raised the slogan: “Asi kerav panie hakumat Ramea
kak cha mam soan; ‘Hamla Avar khabardar, hum Kashmiri hain teyar’”.
Thousands of bulls followed him and raised the slogan “Hamla Avar khabardar,
hum Kashmiri hain teyar(Beware raiders, we Kashmiris are ready to fight you
out) to chase the raider right up to LOC’”
1953,
one blind bull raised the slogan ‘Rai shumari forun kerav’ and thousands of
bulls danced to the tune ‘Rai shumari forun kerav’.
1965,
one blind raised the slogan of social boycott to the Congress; thousands of
bulls followed the un- Islamic instructions.
1975,
one bull buried the slogan of plebiscite, thousands of bulls danced to the tune
‘alea karengha vangun karengha dandh ka bub karengha dandh ka bub karengha’.
1975,
one dandh withdrew the social boycott against the Congress and thousands of
bulls appreciated the u-turn of the bull to occupy the seat of power left by
the Congress for their Bull………
1990, one bull invited the hamla-avers(
raiders) who were chased out in1947 to throw out Kashmiri Pundits of their home
and hearth, thousands of bulls danced to the tune ‘ asi gachi asun
Pakistan- batav baghar…’.One blind bull coined the canard ‘Bhatea kadi’ ( Kashmiri Pundits were
driven out by Jag Mohan)Jag Mohanun and all the bulls from peon to the Chief
Secretary; Patwari to the Agrarian Commissioner say ‘Bhatea kadi Jag
Mohanun’……What a tragedy! How blind you are!
Rafiq and I have son and father relations since 1990. He was in know of the plan of ethnic cleansing.
1988
to December 1989, he used to persuade me for the sale of my scooter, arguing
that the sale of my scooter would be in my interests. (Faidus manz mahra
ruziv). (Sir you will be gainer).
Rashid,
while pushing Maruti 800 for its start in chill November 1989 said to his
Pundit friend on wheel at a remote village in Bandipora at a Muslim feast: “Asi
chu bhatun dhakea dunuie, chay dutie bronthie pahan (We have to push
out Kashmiri Pundits. You are pushed a little in advance.)
At Gateway of India, Mumbai, a salesman from Nawabazar expressed sorrow for our sufferings and finally said: “Mahra tohi ti kervea na galti. Tohi dhravea Jag Mohnenis ven nus peth (You too committed a mistake that you followed the instructions of Jag Mohan.) To him I said: “Yemun zalil Musalmanan peth kith keni kerhav bharoasea.”(How could we trust these unlike Muslims?)
Promptly
he said: “The harbingers of terrorism were not Muslims. A Muslim can never be
cruel and a terrorist.”
I agreed with him and said: “Good or bad; a whisper may come from the Imam of a Masjidi Sharief in the remotest village of Kupwara in Kashmir, the same whisper echoes from all Masjids of the world including that of Mecca Medina without any adulteration, crossing the barriers of party line.”
He said: “Your observation is hundred percent correct. We are ashamed of our misdeeds. To betray our inner conscience we use the canard.
I agreed with him and said: “Good or bad; a whisper may come from the Imam of a Masjidi Sharief in the remotest village of Kupwara in Kashmir, the same whisper echoes from all Masjids of the world including that of Mecca Medina without any adulteration, crossing the barriers of party line.”
He said: “Your observation is hundred percent correct. We are ashamed of our misdeeds. To betray our inner conscience we use the canard.
Muslims
are not at fault. They have mental block. They have to tread on the dotted line
drawn 1400 years before. They are not allowed to apply their mind. Allah has
Himself written a guide for them. Victim of rape has to produce four
respectable citizens as witness to the crime. Unless she manages four
witnesses, she is to suffer imprisonment as an accused of the crime. They are
told how to sit to ease, how to meet the bride on the first night, how much
money is to be put under the mattress for loosening of each knot of her trousers.
When all is given in the guide, why should he apply his mind? Application of
mind for them is to doubt Allah's capability.
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