Monday, 24 April 2017
Sunday, 23 April 2017
Mujeawazea
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| Firewood supply to city through river transportation |
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| Transportation of logs |
Only
land holders were permitted to import rice from their land holdings in their
respective villages to their dwellings in the city against permit for such
import.
Others
had to face scarcity of rice and had to manage on the government supply against
ration card. The ration was too little to suffice for the whole month.
Borrowing of rice from one another was a common practice.
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| Dal Sabzi |
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| On the rooftop of her Doonga |
Since
raw rice was not allowed to the city, the silk factory workers from the city
used to carry empty ‘degchi’ and handover the same to their colleagues
from across the Rambagh Bridge. Next day, they would exchange the empty degchi with
the degchi filled with cooked rice. Cooked rice had no
restrictions.
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| Chounthi Koul connecting the Dal Lake with the river Jehlum |
Within the last few
decades everything has changed.
Bríjû dàss te Girdass chhú vanàn låsív tû båsív.
B K Dass
A wanderer in exile at 75
Deprived of his Cremation Ground
by the Farooq Abdullah Government with acquiescence by the Rajiv Government at the Centre.
“Mezareabal tanie chi hazar tufaan
Vujarea gachi gachi kabaer ti ravem”(Dolwal)
Contact No: 7006968973, 9858205514
bkdass69@gmail.com;
A wanderer in exile at 75
Deprived of his Cremation Ground
by the Farooq Abdullah Government with acquiescence by the Rajiv Government at the Centre.
“Mezareabal tanie chi hazar tufaan
Vujarea gachi gachi kabaer ti ravem”(Dolwal)
Contact No: 7006968973, 9858205514
bkdass69@gmail.com;
Wednesday, 19 April 2017
Sunday, 16 April 2017
We suffer because of His mistakes
Ice-Age Expedites Evolution
Ice-Age Expedites Evolution
28th January 2012 was made an
auspicious day as on this day Amit Bhan took delivery of a new car here in
Dubai to replace his two year old brand new car. I was honoured to be the first
to steer the stand still car. From the core of my heart, I showered my blessings
on the family in murmurs. My heart throbs on seeing our youngsters prospering
while in exile.
I compare our exodus of 1990 with the Ice-age. Early nineties, when both of my daughters were studying away from home, I used to write to them to remember and recall the advantages of the Ice-Age that they had read in their tenth class. Each Ice-age has whipped life to grow better and faster. Evolution expedites after every ice-age.
13th January, 2012 at Qanat Al Qasba Sharjah, I observed one in the neighbourhood watching and listening with interest to the gossip of my daughter and her friend Meenakshi Bhan. I asked him if he was a Kashmiri. He was thrilled and excited. Soon we discovered affinity with each other. He introduced himself as Bashir Ahmmad Bazaz from Kalwal Mohalla Rainawari, now shifted to Gulab Bagh. He recalled marriage of Khatija’s daughters that were sponsored by his friend Girdhari Lal, my elder brother. He deflated my boast of getting 73 next month when he said that he was already 74. In excitement he called his other family members and introduced us to Mansoor Ahmmad Bhat (mansoorbhat@yahoo.com), his son-in-law. Mansoor Ahmad vindicated my observation and said: “I am a simple science graduate with non medical subjects. In the valley, my future would have been a daily wager or at the most an employee on contract basis. Turmoil in the valley made me to look for my studies and future away from the valley. I got exposure while away from home. Here inDubai ,
I am head of the Unit. His lifestyle revealed his prosperity. His residence is
in a very expensive and posh area. We parted reluctantly.
I compare our exodus of 1990 with the Ice-age. Early nineties, when both of my daughters were studying away from home, I used to write to them to remember and recall the advantages of the Ice-Age that they had read in their tenth class. Each Ice-age has whipped life to grow better and faster. Evolution expedites after every ice-age.
13th January, 2012 at Qanat Al Qasba Sharjah, I observed one in the neighbourhood watching and listening with interest to the gossip of my daughter and her friend Meenakshi Bhan. I asked him if he was a Kashmiri. He was thrilled and excited. Soon we discovered affinity with each other. He introduced himself as Bashir Ahmmad Bazaz from Kalwal Mohalla Rainawari, now shifted to Gulab Bagh. He recalled marriage of Khatija’s daughters that were sponsored by his friend Girdhari Lal, my elder brother. He deflated my boast of getting 73 next month when he said that he was already 74. In excitement he called his other family members and introduced us to Mansoor Ahmmad Bhat (mansoorbhat@yahoo.com), his son-in-law. Mansoor Ahmad vindicated my observation and said: “I am a simple science graduate with non medical subjects. In the valley, my future would have been a daily wager or at the most an employee on contract basis. Turmoil in the valley made me to look for my studies and future away from the valley. I got exposure while away from home. Here in
Trip to Wagha Border
Mid nineties I along with my students and colleagues visited Wagha Border. I managed approach with the BSF Commander for allowing us to go into the interior of the Indian territory beside the gate. The only demarcation of divide is the English letter V marked on pillars. One has to draw imaginary lines by extending the arms of V. Indian territory is within the extended arms of the letter V and on the outer side of the arms of the letter V is Pakistan territory. The one with white turban is in Pakistan territory and we were in Indian territory. The only demarcation line is that Pakistan territory was hardly six inches higher just like the footpath. We were emphatically instructed not to place foot on the raised land. A minor mistake and the Pakistani Rangers would drag the errant to Pakistan and put the errant in Pakistan jail. The release would thereafter follow a long procedure on the basis of give and take in exchange of prisoners policy. My students and colleagues followed the instructions and we enjoyed the trip without any error. People on the raised land within the range of listening to the heart beat of one another also posed for the photograph.
— with Anmesh Wali andBansi Lal from Amritsar, my classmate. at Wagah Border Attari (Amritsar).Thursday, 6 April 2017
Traitor Worth to be tried for Treason
Media coverage to the outburst of Farooq
Abdullah against India is too late. Pundits read his mind in January 1990 and
rightly took the right step. Muslims believed that the mayhem was exclusively
against Pundits and dared not to indulge. Those who dared to indulge paid heavy
price for their indulgence. And those who did not indulge continue to pay the
price.
May 2009, my host in the valley introduced me
to Pak trained Bashir who had crossed the border in 1990 for Arms training.
After his return, he took to the job of a pavement fruit vendor. One day after
many years after his return he was identified by one of his co-trainee and got
an imprisonment of nine months under PSA.
By
2011, we became familiar to each other. He had a desire for Umra, pilgrimage to
Mecca. One day on his request I accompanied him to the office of the SSP
Counterintelligence to know status of the police verification prerequisite for
issuance of passport in his favour.
Riyaz Bedar IPS, the then SSP Counterintelligence obliged with
prompt response. He called for the file. For want of favourable report, the
file was filed and not processed further.
I said to the officer that the applicant as
per his documents is 1977 born. 1990 when he crossed the border he was an
immature boy of thirteen. He boarded a matador calling ‘Kopvour Apour’ (Kupwara
and across the border)-a free long joy ride. Is it fault of an immature boy of
13 or fault of the Police that allowed a public transport vehicle without route
permit and did not check whether the driver had license, whether the vehicle
had fitness, whether the vehicle was insured, whether the vehicle had route
permit for the route and other necessary documents to ply on the road?
The
Officer said this question better to be posed to Farooq Abdullah the then Chief
Minister and the then Director General of Police. He further said that 1989, there were approximately 315 militants in the valley.
Aijaz Dar died in the encounter while attacking the then DIG G M Wattali. Janak
Singh the then senior journalist representing Times of India alleged the
attack as a fake one. He cooked a shameful story and described it as murder of
Aijaz Dar. He alleged that Dar became victim of love affairs with someone in
the family. Out of 315, the police had apprehended 110 and the rest were on the
run but likely to be netted any moment thereafter. Many police officers quoted
and believed Janak Singh. Rajiv Gandhi gagged Lala Tirth Ram Amla the Raj Sabha
Member from the Congress in the Raj Sabha and ruled out his information about
militancy. He accused Lala Ji of spreading rumour.
Farooq Abdullah issued orders for release of the 110
captives including Ishfaq Majid. Ishfaq Majid said to Mohiuldin Shah, the then
Cabinet Minister that his release and release of other militants was the
biggest blunder committed by the Government. Liyaqat, SHO Maisuma Police
Station an upright officer with three stars preferred to resign rather than to
oblige the mischievous Chief Minister , who
challenged Liaqat at Lalchowk whether the Chief Minister of J&K State was
Liyaqat or Farooq Abdullah.
The late Mirza Hamid Iqbal IPS (Retired DIG)
clandestinely saved his life and went into oblivion for he had reported the
hideouts of militants and their arsenals enough to fight against the Government
for ten years. O N Koul IPS (Retired IGP) accompanied one Inspector Police from
CID to reveal presence of foreign militants armed with weapons to the then DG
Police. The DG instead of appreciating the officer for sensitive information
mocked and questioned him as to why he did not catch hold of them bare handed.
Public transport without route permits ferried enthusiasts for Arms training
across the border without any police check en route. Above all Farooq Abdullah
confessed to the media that he did send his boys across the border for Arms
training.
I am victim of a game plan hatched at a very
high level. In the interests of the country, I pray the traitor erstwhile Chief
Minister of the State and Cabinet Minister at the Centre be tried for treason
at its earliest.
Bríjû dàss te Girdass chhú vanàn låsív tû
basiv
A wanderer in exile at 78 Deprived of his
Cremation Ground by the Farooq Abdullah Government with acquiescence by
the Rajiv Government at the Center.
“Mezareabal tanie chi hazar tufaan
Vujarea gachi gachi kabaer ti ravem”(Dolwal)
From:M Dass House, Greater Jammu, Kunjwani
Bypass
180010
Contact No at Jammu :7006968973; 9858205514;
9622737579
http://bkdass.blogspot.ae
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