DESH VIDESH KEE KAHANIYAN: देश विदेश की कहानियां


You can read one book of foreign folktales in HINDI everyday on this page; open the link below and start reading:

http://sushmajee.com/folktales-PDF-1/Africa-1-Bk-10-92.pdf;

http://sushmajee.com/folktales-PDF-1/Africa-E-Bk-9-96.pdf

and you may read other books on the site below:

http://sushmajee.com/folktales/books/6-internet.htm

you may also read these stories at;

https://shubhkamna-davendra.blogspot.com/2018/11/desh-videsh-kee-kahaniyan.html

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TRANSITION; Loss of a year ( 1955-1956) and new Direction for Life


Year 1955-56; Meerut College:

After my Intermediate, I joined Meerut College, Meerut for my B.Sc.( Physics, Maths, Chemistry). I had very good teachers in all the three subjects ( Prof. Tuli in Chemistry,Prof .Mathur in Physics, Prof. Jaggi in Maths. and others ) It was all smooth. I prepared well for the examination  but at the end of the year, I found that during examination for my first paper in Chemistry, I could not retrieve any thing from my memory to answer the questions. I was disappointed, then prepared very seriously for the second paper but for no avail.I dropped from the rest of the examination and went home.Lost the year.

It was a case of the loss of effective memory which was very good so far and I always relied on it.

As a corrective measure, I went to BHU – the only university which had final examination at the end of two years. In between were promotional examinations only . It was good opportunity for me to improve my situation. In my childhood, I attended a session on Gayatri Mantra by a saint who gave a few discourses on Gayatri Mantra in our village. He explained the importance of Gayatri Mantra, sound waves created by it and their effect on developing the various faculties of the brain – Memory, understanding, thinking, creativity, imagination etc=the intelligence especially the Memory. In BHU, I concentrated on my studies and Gayatri Mantra.I tested the improvement of my memory by appearing for half yearly and annual examinations in the first year, then found that it has gradually improved. Finally, passed my B.Sc. Examination with a good second class good enough to seek my admission to M.Sc.

There was no difference in the life style here in Banaras from Meerut. It was rather more active and diversified with different group of friends ; Religious group with Krishan Vallabh Paliwal, Roshan Lal Khandelwal etc; going visiting temples , going for Ganges bath etc; Prem Narain Agrawal, Victor Jeysellon etc. music concerts etc.Cinema group for going for cinemas; Fun group with Rajendra Prasad Srivastava, Lalit Kumar Srivastava, Bhoj Raj Singh and Kr. Diwakar Vikram Singh etc.

Towards the end of final year, I was demoralized looking at my friends as how seriously , they were studying and how much they were studying, I decided to drop from the examinations for the year and took it lightly. One night, my friend and anti-room mate , Roshan Lal ( from Ghaziabad ) commented about me ” If this person passes his examination, then the standard of BHU will go down “. He was right and I took it seriously and reassessed my own situation. I decided to prepare for the exam even just to graduate as what is the guaranty to do better next year. Time was short but with the grace of Lord Shiva ( Baba Vishwanath ) in whom I had and I have very strong Faith, confidence was more. It was miracle that I regained my memory tremendously , and I passed my Examination with a good second division. I knew fully well that I did not know the subjects very well but did well because my intuition and the help of my memory. Subject like Mathematics also. I scored better than my friends with the help of memory. My friends who were studying harder than me scored less than me.But it was a miracle not my performance. I give credit to Lord Shiva , BHU and Varanasi for my success for the rest of my education and career. This was an opportunity given by my destiny to be there and achieve all that to change the direction of my life.

Analysing further, I found that it was mistake in 1953. After my High school, I sought my admission to DAV College, DehraDun. It was one of the finest college during those days especially for science education. Started in a very humble way from a life style of Chandpur- kind of rural settings then to a high class urban life style. In the beginning, it was very much demoralizing among the Hi Fi students from DehraDun known public schools but gradually settled nicely.

I was living with my room mate, Mr. Satya Prakash Agrawal ( Jwalapur ) , a very good and serious student, in Pooran Ashram- a small hostel on DAV College campus . We two have been doing very well in all subject areas. We were also morally elevated and motivated by our teachers.

Another incident to mention here as it was very important and gave a new direction to the career and life. Initially, I took BIOLOGICAL group combination for my study which I switched over to Mathematics group. Once my grandfather, Shri Har Parasad ji came to visit me and convinced me to change the subject study group for wider choices .

Later in August, came a letter from Shri C.S.Sinha, Principal of Hindu Inter College, Chandpur that I should come back  to Chandpur to join HIC as he has started Intermediate science programme with very good faculty and facilities. I was attracted to come back and live with my maternal grandmother – Nani and enjoy her love , affection and rest of it. That was the mistake I committed and which changed the whole career and life though I passed the examination based on my memory but gave me very poor foundation for further studies.

Destiny played an important role in the whole affair.Looking back, I see as how I applied to BHU for admission ; the application process, choosing the subjects as Physics, Mathematics and Geology; It was destined to be in Vararnasi- Kashinagri- a place known to our saints and sages for its divine importance and a place of Lord Shiva as Kashi Nath.I was supposed to be here and of course BHU has to be the means for that.These were divine forces which brought me here and their influence, I got my life and career settled.GOD has always taken care of my by HIS own design. Obtaining both the degrees , B.Sc. and M.Sc. was simply a boon for me for which I was sent here.

Meeting Dr. Raj Nath , Head of the Department of Geology and Geophysics was not an accident but arranged by God. Dr. Raj Nath took care of of every thing for me especially my admission to M.Sc.( Geophysics); Prof. Rathod being my guide for my MS thesis work, and my choosing the topic ” Off-shore Prospecting for oil and Gas ” -( the topic was very hot at that time; C.B.Officer , one of the experts in the area in USA helped me a lot to provide and arrange a lot and very useful literature on the subject as almost nothing was available in the library; It helped me a lot to work out on my thesis) -were boons for me to decide rest of the things , my immediate career with ONGC and rest of it.; it helped me to score very high marks to get me first division as well as good job without any difficulty.; Prof Rathod treated me like his son and taught me for my thesis so thoroughly that it came out to be a master piece. Getting my First Division in M.Sc. was a great surprise to me, it was nothing but a boon and miracle for me.My MS thesis and my first Division helped me seeking my job so easily.Not going to CANADA, University of Western Ontario on the invitation of Prof.E.A. Beck…… my external examiner who was so much impressed by my thesis ,for my Ph.D. program is another example of destiny. If I would have gone to Canada in 1961 what would I have been by now? Life would have been quite different. But it was not destined.

Prof. R.S.RATHOD: For my good luck / fortune joined the Department in the final year of my M.Sc.and to be my Thesis guide. Prof. Gairola also came only in 1959 to join the Department. He was like a friend; Even Prof. D.P. Ghosh being a close friend of R.K.Sahi was very friendly.

https://shubhkamna-davendra.blogspot.com/2011/06/transition-loss-of-year.html

बचपन की यादें : Early childhood memories


बचपन की एक कुत्छ घटनाएं, सम्भवत , उस समय की हैं जब मैं, पांच वर्ष से भी कम आयु का हूंगा! उस समय ना मेरे पास शब्द थे, ना कल्पना, ना विचार, ना ही किसी प्रकार का ज्ञान था ( very little perception ) , अपनी छोटी सी दुनिया में , संकुचित वातावरण में रहता था ! आज, उन घटनाओं को, आज के ज्ञान , शब्दावली, कल्पना तथा विचारों के आधार पर लिख कर विचित्र लग रहा है! नानाजी के यहाँ रहने का विवरण , पहले भी एक ब्लॉग में लिखा है !http://shubhkamna-davendra.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-naana-and-naani.html

यहाँ, बहुत सी घटनाओं में से केवल दो का विवरण देना चाहूँगा !

१. साधू बाबा का प्रसाद : हिन्दू इंटर कॉलेज की ओर खुलने वाले दरवाजे के पास धर्मशाला में , एक छोटे कमरे ( कोठरी)) में एक साधू बाबा रहते थे ! दैनिक धार्मिक किर्या के अनुसार ,प्रियेतेक प्रात : पूजा पाठ के पश्चात, आरती करते थे ! जैसे ही उनकी छोटी सी घंटी की सुन्दर धुवनी मुझे सुनायी पडती , मैं धीरे धीरे चल कर उनकी कोठरी के पास पहुंच जाता था ! मुझे , उस घंटी के बजने का इंतज़ार रहता और, शायद , साधू बाबा को भी मेरे आने का इंतज़ार रहता होगा ! आरती के बाद, वोह मुझे, एक बताशा और एक तुलसी दल , प्रशाद में देते , उसी का इंतज़ार रहता तथा उसी का लालच भी ! पीले रंग के कनेर के फूल भी उनके कमरे के सामने लगे थे , उनसे बहुत ही सुन्दर सुगंध आती थी जो आज भी मुझे महसूस होती है !

२. नानी जी के बनाये पेड़े : नानी जी मिठाई बहुत अच्छी बनाती थी , विशेष कर पैदा ( Peda ) ; मुझे बहुत अच्छा लगता था ! जब भी मिल जाये खाने के लिए आतुर रहता ! मुझसे बचाकर नानी जी उसको , अलमारी मे सब से ऊपर के खाने में रखती थी ! एक दिन मैंने , एक बड़ी सी डंडी ली, अलमारी की बड़े परियास से चिटखनी खोली ! उसी डंडे से धीरे धीरे , पेड़े के बर्तन को नीचे गिराया , कल्पना नही थी कि वोह ऊपर से गिरेगा तथा सारे पेड़े जमीन पर गिर कर बिखर जाएँगे ! नानीजी, नाना जी, अम्मा , सभी लोग आगये ! मेरा कारनामा देखकर बहुत हंसे और बहुत सारा पियर किया ! Peda भी खूब आनन्द से खाया! बचपन की यह शरारत आज भी अछे से याद है!

PUNDLIK- Driver with Dyers Stone Lime Company, Katni


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महुआ के फायदे और इसके गुण (Benefits)         महुआ के फूल

I have in another blog described about my job with Dyers Stone Lime Company during February, 1959-June 1959; https://shubhkamna-davendra.blogspot.com/2018/10/my-jab-as-chemist-with-dyers-stone-lime.html

Here, I would like to give an interesting episode which happened over there.

I had a small but self sufficient and well organized Chemical Laboratory with all the necessary equipments and chemicals required for the analysis of the materials required by the company.

Mr. Pundlik was the company,s driver mainly with the manager of the company , Mr Pinto Rosario . Each morning after driving Mr Rosario to the office, without any fail, he will come and visit me with a big salute and he was quite respectful and well behaved person for me. Always ready to help me for anything.

I needed lot of distilled water for my lab work, though I used to get some quantity from the market but normally, I used to get it each day with my distillator installed in the lab.

One fine morning, Pundlik came with a load of Mahuwa – a flower used to make wine from it and asked me to put it in the distillator to make wine out of it. I politely refused to oblige him as it was not proper and legal to do that. I explained him it will smell all over in the offices including manager,s office. He was not happy about it and asked me repeatedly that I must do it or I have to do it ; He almost threatened me for the consequences if I do not do it for him. I was scared and reported to the manager , Mr Rosario, then told that he is one of the notorious gangman in the city and around, they recruited him not only as driver but also as the security guard for the officials of the company as they travel a lot from place to place. With his presence in the vehicle and in the office, we all are safe and I should oblige him. I called Pundlik and I put the stuff in the distillator , next morning he collected his stuff and he was very happy and thankful;

. Whole office premesis was smelling with toxicating smell of Mahuwa.

I just thought that it is not only political parties recuit this kind of people even private companies do with specific purpose.

My job as CHEMIST with Dyers Stone Lime Company at KATNI


It is an interesting experience to write here. I never liked Chemistry after I have to drop from my B.Sc. Pt. I examination in Meerut College in 1956 because of Chemistry. I opted out Chemistry from my list of subjects to be studied in BHU. Instead of Chemistry, I chose Geology in BHU ( only consideration was any subject but not Chemistry hence Geology by chance).
I responded to an advertisement for a job of a Chemist with Dyers Stone Limes Co at Katni (MP). I applied , got the interview , attended the interview at 10 Alipur Road, Delhi 6.The interview was with Mr. N. Macedo, the owner and the Boss of the Company ( I did not know at that time). He asked me a few questions about Chemistry; Mol. Wt. of HCL and how to prepare normal HCL solution etc. I did not know anything of Chemistry and hence told the same honestly. He asked me as ” who called you for the interview, you even do not have a B.Sc. Degree in Chemistry ? “Any way, Get your travelling expenses from our cashier. ” I came out and settled the expenses with the cashier. As a second thought, I requested the Secretary of Mr. Macedo to see him once again. So, I saw him again and told that, I do not know Chemistry but if I can learn Geology at B.Sc. level, I can assure you that I can certainly learn the procedures of Chemical Laboratory if told once by someone in Katni. I am prepared to go there of my own and without any salary. Give me a chance for a month and watch out if I can work for you. He told me to go for now and will see as what should or can be done.
After a few days, I received a conditional appointment letter that I am posted at Katni on trial for a month @ Rs.250/ PM + free accommodation. After a month , another interview would be conducted and depending upon the performance and success , appointment would be confirmed .I accepted the offer and reached Katni, reported to the Chief Chemist, Mr. Bharginsa . To my surprise, I found another person, Om Prakash from Aligarh with the same terms and conditions. He was with a postgraduate Degree in Chemistry. Mr. Bharginsa asked me to prepare normal HCL solution which I did not know how to do. He then remarked as who has selected me for this job? I have to say :” that black and short man in Delhi telling me that you will be teaching me the chemical analytic procedures for a month.” He said with a surprise that “Do not you know that he is our Boss and that I am not going to teach you anything “. A few days no work, I have been simply watching as what is going on in the Laboratory, certainly not with any disappointment or frustration or rejection. I was very much composed with any situation though it appeared that Om Prakash ,s appointment was sure to be confirmed ( Mr. Bharginsa was interested only in him and the least in me ).After a week, Mr. Bharginsa left Dyers for Bombay to join Johnson & Johnson , leaving two of us to struggle in the laboratory. I picked up a book ” Limestone and its products ” which included chemical analysis for Limestone products , lime etc.( This included Tappi Method of chemical analysis for LIME which was the only one used here in the lab.) Well. I learned it quickly and did very precise analysis. Om Prakash was busy with burettes and pipettes in the lab, I was going around the works and office to learn inside and outside activities of Dyers. I was reporting my observations and test results weekly directly to Mr. Macedo. So, it was not one month, it was two when he visited Katni. It gave me more time to learn more and adjust to various situations in Katni and with Dyers.Mr. Macedo called me and asked me as how do I like the place, environment and how long I would like to work with them. Sensing the positive attitude of Mr. Macedo, I reciprocated in positive, saying I would like to work as long as he would like .I was almost certain that I got the confirmation. Om Prakash was asked about chemical procedure etc. Om told me that I should prepare to pack off as Mr.Macedo did not ask me any technical questions .I simply said just let us wait and watch .The letter came in his name and he was happy before opening it. The contents were disappointing for him as he was asked to settle his account with the cashier and with a thanks and may be that he would be given an opportunity in the future if available. He got really very much disturbed and became abusive saying that these private companies prefer to have disqualified people etc. Any way, he did not know and forgot that private companies need some other attributes also besides qualifications. Anyway, next day he left for his home.
In fact for these two months , we were living together in the same house, sharing almost everything. I felt his absence .
Days passed, I learned many new things in the lab including the chemical analysis of Fire Clay , Bauxite, and Limestone etc; experimented new products especially HYDRATED LIME ; I became very confident about my work after getting my analysis verified by Shri Ram Institute of Scientific Research in Delhi. I noticed that Mr. Macedo was not only satisfied with my work but very happy with my approach of doing the work.
Hydrated lime was a great success when the product was approved by Pimpri Antibiotic Factory and they placed a huge supply order with us. Dyers and Mr. Macedo were surprised and happy to look at it and on my independent effort in this direction. Mr. Macedo came to Katni, being a Chemical Engineer himself, he designed the mechanical production system of hydrated lime ( that would have been simply impossible for me). Thereafter, I took the charge of quality and production of hydrated lime. Dyers were the first to introduce this product in the market and it generated more substantial income for Dyers. When resigned after I got my admission for M.Sc.( Geophysics), Mr. Macedo reminded me for the words : ” that I will work with you as long as you would like ” and told Mr. Pinto Rosario, the Manager to wait for his arrival before he would accept my resignation and release me from the job. Mr. Macedo told me that he wanted to appoint me for the post of the Secretary of another coming up company, The Perfect potteries with very lucrative terms and conditions and offered me several attractive options but I have to decline on the advice of my mentor, Prof. Raj Nath. I left Katni and joined BHU for my M.Sc. programme.
Another interesting episode to mention here was that Mr. Macedo requested me to go back in August for a week to Katni and give a week training to his newly appointed Chemist. I did obliged him. But to my surprise and embarrassment , the new Chemist was nobody else but the same Om Prakash.

For me, Dyers Laboratory was first to learn not only chemical analysis but many more other practical things of working in a private company and dealing in varied situations. I thoroughly enjoyed my working with them though it was only for less than six months. It was a great opportunity to have this Great experience of life .I remained in touch with Mr. Macedo for a long time; Mr Macedo was intelligent and a very dynamic person. Even after a few years when Dyers established another Hydrated Plant at DehraDun , with Mr. Kapoor as the Manager, Mr Macedo requested me to be in touch with Mr Kapoor and help him. It was when I was working with ONGC as Geophysicist.

जाट मरा जब जानिये जब तेहरी तीजा होए ; एक रोचक प्रसंग


झालू के पास एक गाँव है, त्रिलोकपुर ! वाहं , मेरे एक शुभ चिंतक रहते थे जो मेरे बचपन से ही मेरे साथी थे , मेरी देख रेख भी करते थे ! मुझसे , उन्हें बहुत लगाओ था ! यदा कदा , मुझ से मिलने आते रहते थे ! जाट परिवार से थे ! अकेले थे, उनका विवाह नहीं हुवा था , या उन्होंने , किसि कारण वश किया नहीं था! सभी लोग उन्हें ऋषि कहते थे ! जब भी उनको पता चलता कि मैं , छुट्टी में घर आया हूँ , गाँव से मुझसे मिलने झालू आ जाते , दूध, फल, मेरे पसंद की सब्जी आदि भी लेकर आते ! मेरी कुशलता के पश्चात गप शप मारते ! मैं, वाराणसी से , BHU से Bsc. के पश्चात घर पर ही रह रहा था! एक दिन मैंने , गाँव में बोला जाने वाली यह प्रसिद्ध कहावत ” जाट मरा जब जानिये जब तेहरी तीजा होए ” का अर्थ, ऋषी जी से पूछ लिया ! ऋषि जी, तपाक से उठे और बोले, ” ना, ना, जाट का कोई भरोसा नहीं , वोह तो तेहरी तीजे के बाद भी उठ कर आ सकता है ! ” कुत्छ विराम, तथा हंसी, मजाक के बाद, उन्होंने यह कहानी सुना दी !

रात्रि में, लोमड़ी, गीदड़ , आदि जानवरों को खेतों से बचाने, भगाने के लिए , किसान लोग, खेत में एक मचान बना लेते थे ! वहां बैठकर , रात्री में वोह लोग जानवरों को भगा कर, अपने खेतों की निगरानी तथा रक्षा करते थे ! एक रात को, एक जाट, ऐसे ही , मचान पर बैठ कर अपने खेत की देख भाल कर रहा था ! कुत्छ रात गुजरी होगी , कि उधर से एक साधू महाराज आगये और उन्होंने किसान से रात को उसी के साथ रुक कर विश्राम करने की इच्छा प्रगत की ! रात्री का समय देखते हुए उसने उनको वहां रुक कर विश्राम करने के प्रस्ताव को उचित समझा ! साधू जी , थके हुए थे, कुत्छ ही देर के बाद गहरी निद्रा में सो गए ! किसान, अपनी दैनिक कार्येक्रम के अनुसार जगता रहा ! अकस्मात , उसकी चीलम की चिंगारी से मचान में आग लग गए ! मचान पुरी तरेह से जल गयी , और सारे पिर्यासों के बाद भी, वोह साधू बाबा को नहीं बचा पाया, बाबा, वहीं जल कर भस्म हो गए ! बड़ी दुविधा में पड़ा चोधरी सोच सोच कर परेशान था कि अब किया करना चाहिए ! सुभाह होते, होते, गाँव के सब लोग आ जाएँगे , ब्रह्म हत्या का दोष लगेगा ! उधर पुलिस उसको हत्या के मामले में जेल में बंद कर देगी ! उसने उचित समझा कि वोह वहां से भाग जाये ! गाँव वाले आएंगे , भस्म हुए शरीर को देखेंगे , तो सोच लेंगे कि रात को खेत की रखवाली करने वाला किसान जल कर मर गया है ! वोह वहां से भाग गया और दूर कहीं छुप कर रहेने लगा ! उधर , गाँव वाले आये, देखा कि मचान जली हुई है तथा जले हुए शरीर को पहचान नहीं सकते ! अत , गाँव वाले वापिस चले गए , घर वालों ने उसका अंतिम संस्कार कर दिया ! तेहरी, तीजा, सब हो गया !

समय गुजरता गया , गाँव वाले इस घटना को भूल गए, घर वाले, जाट को भूल गए! जाट, कुत्छ समय के पश्चात , अपने घर वालों से मिलने के लिए बेचैन होने लगा ! वह एक रात को अँधेरे में छुपता, छुपाते , अपने घर आया ! घर वालों को पुकारा, उन्होंने जब उसको देखा तो ” भूत, भूत ” चिल्लाने लगे ! वह वहां से भाग गया, कई बार कोशिश करते करते, एक दिन वह , घर वालों को समझाने में सफल हो गया कि असली मामला किया था ! कुत्छ दिन वह घर आता रहा , जाता रहा, फिर साहस के उसने गाँव वालों को भी असली घटना के बारे में बता दिया और उन्हें भी यकीन दिला दिया कि वह जीवित है ! उसके बाद से वह गाँव में, अपने परिवार के साथ पहले की भांती रहने लगा

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ऋषि जी ने यह कहानी सुनकर फिर कहा, समझ आया कि जाट मरने के बाद भी जरूरी नही कि मर ही जाये !

Har Prasad ji : Baba ji, Dadi ji (BOBO)


In my another blog, I have written the history of my family giving all the facts, I could know from my elders     :          ;https://www.blogger.com/u/1/blogger.g?blogID=7434278182063497637#editor/target=post;postID=3162980977026679503;onPublishedMenu=allposts;onClosedMenu=allposts;postNum=2;src=postname

In that blog, I wrote in short about one of my gradfather,s younger brother – youngest brother as following:

Shri Har Prasad Vaish , the youngest of grandfather,s brother lived in Muzaffarnagar as his wife, Dadi ji ( popularly known as BOBO) from Dadri was the only child of her parents and she inherited property in Muzaffarnagar. Baba ji was educated, high school , used to speak good English ( how and where was he educated ????); He was a civil contractor; both Dadi ji and Babaji were excellent persons and very social , affectionate and caring people. They were quite visible all over during all the occasions/celebrations of the family.They had three daughters=Indira ji, Kamla ji and Ramla ji; Indira Buwa ji was married to an engineer, Shri Jai Prakash Agrawal , son of shri (Master) Ram Nivas ji in Bijnor, later settled in Jabalpur. Ramla ji and Kamla ji also settled in Muzaffarnagar after the death of Babaji. He was great man and we have yet to see a person of his style in our family. I have several memories of my own experience with him. I will write them somewhere else. It is time now to write some thing about them:

Both of them were excellent persons with all standards. They were most visible persons not only in our family but among all their relations and friends. They were the persons who will take responsibilty by themselves;

1. Dadi jee will be the first person to arrive in all our social functions be it a marriage ceremony, or naming ceremony. She will take responsibility that all the guests are properly served at all the occasions- breakfast, lunch, dinner, milk for the children, their comfort and every thing , no body to blame the main host for any deficiencies and they were not there under her command and control; Her voice was heard every where.She was able and capable managing these affairs perfectly well ; and she was very strong link and coordinator in establishing the relationships among all the family members.

2. My younger brother Santosh had problem getting admission in M.Sc. (Chemistry) with the combination of Geology, Geography and Chemistry in B.Sc. as Agra University did not recognize this combination for M.Sc. Admission. When I failed to do anything in DehraDun and elsewhere, I casually mentioned to Dadi jee about it as I knew that she has lot of influence in Muzaffar Nagar. She immediately accepted the responsibilty and contacted the relevent people connected to College management. Management forced the Principal to admit him out of way and make an acceptable precedence for the University. Santosh stayed comfortably with her for a year during his M.Sc. previous before moving to DehraDun for final year. Commendable, what Santosh is to day with his M.Sc. degree in Chemistry, it is due to her efforts..

3, I do remember another incident when I took admission in first year of Intermediate in DAV College, DehraDun. He of his own initiative visited me in DehraDun and asked about the details of my study programme; discussed at length the prons and cons for the combination I had ( Biology group; Chemistry, Zoology and Botany ) ; went to the Principal and asked him to change it to Chemistry, Physics and Maths without asking me or my parents. He used his own authority . Who can take such kind of step these days even for his own children? He was a good advisor and councellor .That was the kind of responsibilty and authority , people used to take then. relations were very informal and cordial ; I remember, I used to go and stay with them in Muzaffarnager without any hasitation. or inhibition. Whole family was very affectionate and caring.

4. My M.Sc. education in BHU was partly financed by Babajee very informally and willingly. The help was offered by him not that we requested him to do so. Of course, I very gratefully tried to refund the whole amount he paid when I got my job with ONGC.

5. On the occasion of matrimonial engagement, Dadi jee could not come to join my family. She sent Ramla Buwa jee to accompant the family to Aligarh ;

Both of them were most respected persons by all our family members.

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SHER MAAR PANJU; Our earliest known ancestor; Historical Background of our family


A little background about our family as I knew from my grandparents and other elders; It comes from a small rural background, small town, JHALU, (Bijnor, UP). Our ancestors lived here for long time, but the earliest story is known that they were land lords and their rivals, pathans-a muslim community also had farm lands over there. On one occasion of RAKSHABANDAN day, those pathans killed all our male ancestors and then according to the custom of that time, ladies committed SATTI (Satti was the rituals those days that after the death of husband, widow used to self immolate). We still have that old Satti House in the town. In fact, our Grah Devta also lives there.In earlier days, we used to go there and bring our Grah Devta home for important ceremonies like marriage, naming and yagopaveet etc. It was only one pregnant lady living with her parents away from Jhalu, survived. Later, she gave birth to a baby boy who when grew adult , thought seriously to find out his roots. In fact, a deep feeling of revenge for that carnage happened to his ancestors. Having this in mind and determination , with all opposition from his mother and other parental relatives, he walked to JHALU. He came up to our garden ( where we had a well and a small room for shelter) near KHARI , he faced a lion. The lion was chased by the ruler (Nawab) of Ruhelkhand for hunting. He had no option except to face the lion. He took out his turban and inserted in the mouth of the lion and thus lion was suffocated and died. Nawab chasing the lion , found the young boy holding the lion dead. He appreciated his courage and awarded him the title of ” SHER MAAR PANJU” ( meaning the person who killed the lion by his Punja-hands ) for his bravery. He was so pleased that he further on asking his welfare etc. awarded him back the land of his ancestors and asked the pathan to go away from the town to a new town established for their resettlement- NAWADA KALAN ( New village/settlement ) and warned them not to look back for any revenge or atrocities to the young person. He then, resettled in his ancestors town , JHALU with all his property and land given back to him. I could not get his real name but SHER MAAR PANJU. He is the most recent historical ancestor of our GARG family which is now quite big and wide spread all over, ( broadly known Mahalwals,kothiwalasand us ) , now only a few are left in the town.

My own immediate family: There are no details available in between Sher Maar Panju and our ancestors- Shri Banwari Das; Banwari Das were two brothers: Perhaps, he was the younger one.The elder brother had two sons. One son died early and left a widow the other son had two sons and two daughters; Shri Babu Ram ( with no family ) and Sita Ram who later settled in Najibabad with his paternal family. one daughter , Ram Katorie was married to Shri Babu Ram ji ( from Chandpur ) who finally settled in DehraDun. We had very good relationship with that family ( Bhai saheb, Shri Ram Gopal ji was wonderful person, most caring and loving even more than our real ones; his wife was equally great person; we always enjoyed their association and relationship ) . They lived long time at 5, Cement Road, later in Kali Mandir Enclave.Ram Kali, another daughter was widowed and lived with her brothers Babu Ram Ji and Sita Ram ji.

Shri Banwari Das had five sons and one daughter; Shri Ram Swarup Mal, Shri Bihari Lal Gupta, Shri Chhangi Mal, Shri Jagan Nath ji and Har Prashad Vaish, and daughter smt. Katoria Devi.

Katoria Devi was married in Nehtaur ; who had two sons,Shri Musaddi Lal ji and I knew only shri Damodar Das ji ( known as Munder ) who used to live with her sister Parvati Devi who was married to ……( Tehsildar ) in Chandpur. Dadi ji used to come quite often to live with us in Jhalu. She was a nice and a simple person and I remember her very well as she used to cook Bajre ki roti very well. Parvati Buwa ji had two sons-Dr. Rameshwar Prasad Mittal ( my local guardian in Chandpur; very popular, successful and perhaps, only doctor – a medical professional – during those days in Chandpur; He was also a classmate of my father in Agra Medical College) ; Dr. Ram Niwas who was a Dentist and setlled in Bijnor. Buwaji,s daughter, Vidya Devi was married in our Kothiwala,s family in Jhalu; she had two sons, Sushil Kumar and Krishna Kumar; ( They used to live with Dr. Rameshwar Prasad Mittal in Chandpur after the early premature death of their father ). well, I lost contact after I left Chandpur from that family of Dadi ji;

Shri Har Prasad Vaish , the youngest of his brthers lived in Muzaffarnagar as his wife, Dadi ji from Dadri was the only child of her parents and she inherited property in Muzaffarnagar. Baba ji was educated, high school , used to speak good English ( how and where was he educated ????); He was a civil contractor; both Dadi ji and Babaji were excellent persons and very social , affectionate and helping people. They were quite visible all over during all the occasions of family.They had three daughters=Indira ji, Kamla ji and Ramla ji; Indira Buwa ji was married to an engineer, Shri Jai Prakash Agrawal , son of shri (Master) Ram Nivas ji in Bijnor, later settled in Jabalpur.Ramla ji and Kamla ji also settled in Muzaffarnagar after the death of Babaji. He was great man and we have yet to see a person of his style in our family. I have several memories of my own experience with him. I will write them somewhere else.

Shri Jagan Nath: was the second youngest brother among his five brothers. I never saw him, he died very young and his family met a very tragic end.He was not very active person, had no means of earning. Family gave him responsibility of attending social obilgations on behalf of the family. He was not very capable or able person, perhaps poorest of all his brothers in all respects. He was married in village Tajpur, and Dadi ji was known as Tajpurni. They had two sons, Krishan Kumar and Om Prakash ( commonly known as OMI ); all their uncles, especially baba Bihari Laj ji tried to educate them but of no avail. They did not do any thing in their lives except loafing around and living on the little income they had from their property and support from the family members ( it used to be very strongly bound collective and united family, impossible now to imagine that kind of cooperation and feelings for each other in the family); They lived really in poverty and very miserable conditions; They had very little intelligence, common sense or understanding. They really had very poor destiny and prarabhadh. Dadi ji were two sisters, one was married in a very rich family of Bijnor. Shri Ajit Prasad , her husband was the top most lawyer of those days in Bijnor while the other sister was married here in Jhalu in very poor conditions. She had, perhaps the worst fate of her life, never saw any thing good in her life, very pathetic. In her young age, she lost her husband whatever he was with the responsibility to look after two sons who troubled her through out her life as they were born with a specific purpose to trouble her and maker her life more miserable.Dadi lived in other house of the family though used to come our house on daily basis for some thing or the other. She was never free from problems/troubles.She was very nice person by her nature , very loving and affectionate person. I had special consideration for her and great sympathy for her. I always had a desire in my heart if I could help her in any way.I always visited her and asking for her welfare.Her sons used to beat her to extract even the smallest thing she had and used to ask her to come us and ask for the money etc.My own family helped her in all possible way, all the time.The last part of her life is really pathetic and worth mentioning here.Baba, Har Prasad ji, once came from Muzaffarnagar and scolded Dadi ji that she is the only one who has given her sons undue shelter and support and spoilt them. Let her go with him to live in Muzaffarnagar and leave them behind on their fate. This way they will learn their lesson and will do something to live with out depending on her. She went away with him to Muzaffarnagar. It worked to some extent as both started working some thing here and there having no other options left. Krishna Kumar who was working in watermelon farm as watchman was caught by LOO ( very hot air during the month of May, causing dehydration and many other ailments ) and ultimately by severe Cholera suffered a terminating situation and died in a very short time , all of a sudden. Poor transportation and medication facilities in the town, he could not be given proper treatment Perhaps, he could have been saved if timely taken to District Hospital, Bijnor. Unfortunate and helpless situation . ( Perhaps, he was not alone, in those days, how many would have died in the town with out proper or adequate medical facilities ). Dadi ji was called back from Muzaffarnagar , for what, just to mourn her elder son. She was terribly shocked and saddened and was broken from this event. She was very much unhappy, angry, frustrated and disappointed with every one in the family.

My grandfather, assessing the situation and to change it, arranged the marriage of the younger one with a girl, our family arranged ( rather bought by paying Rupees 5000/-, which was very common practice in those days for the rich people ) from a hilly village in Garhwal. Anandi Chachi was one of the most beautiful girl in our family. She was quite young and certainly no match with Om Prakash uncle who later never cared for her, rather never treated her as his wife, had no love, attraction or association with her. It was his incapability to give any importance to any relationship , not only to his wife. However, it gave some consolation to dadi ji in her grieved situation. She got busy in looking after her. The burden of expenses, directly and indirectly came to my grandfather.

Time passed and Dadi got a grandson, very handsome. She forgot all the previous sufferings and got busy in the child. She was very happy, satisfied and contended with this changed situation. I used to go very often to meet Dadi ji as I had great sympathy with her and she was also very affectionate to me. She used to be very glad whenever I visited her. Once, she asked me that I must look after this boy and develop him. I promised her to do and she had a trust in me. I also decided that I will do my best to bring up the boy . After a few years, when the boy was about five years old, he got very severe attack of smallpox and died with its complications ( again a case of poor medical care and facilities at home and in the town ). Dadi was shattered and I think completely exhausted with the calamities and miseries of life; tolerated the loss of her husband at her young age; tolerated the death of his adult and fully grown son and now the last hope of the grandson is also gone. Chachi ji went back her home in the hills and Dadi ji was left alone to bear all the sorrows and loneliness. She died soon after that. No one cared for her son , Omi after her death. He wandered here and there and survived perhaps a few years with bare minimum resources and died in mysterious circumstances. Government did all the last rites. During his last years of life for his survival, he sold out whatever property ( a small house, some shops etc.) .

This is the end of the family and the property. I do not understand as why GOD punished Dadi ji and that family so much that they never saw any thing good in their life except the troubles, miseries and sorrows all the time. VERY TRAGIC END. I do not understand the purpose of their coming to this world and their existence.

Shri CHHANGI MAL :

The third brother of my grandfather lived in the town as a businessman; calm and quiet person; never saw two brothers talking to each other except only occasionally on the festivals. It is not because that they had any differences but just like that of the tradition or whatever during those days. .He had four sons, Raja Ram, Rameshwar Prasad, Jagdish Prasad and Ishwar Chandra and one daughter , Sumerni Devi. Raja Ram ji lived in Kanpur working in a cotton mill, was not associated with the family. I saw him, perhaps only once or twice. He married a tribal girl, had a daughter and a son. Son, Adesh Kumar settled in Jhansi, I met them only once, but my sister, Rajo met him while her husband was posted in Jhansi. Lost contact with them, rather with all the family members after the death of Dadi ji and Baba ji. Rameshwar Prasad worked as Store Keeper with MES and settled with his family in Agra . He had five daughters. After a long time while I was in DehraDun working with ONGC, I got the first and last letter from about the matrimonial alliance negotiations he had with a family in DehraDun. No news after that. It was a nice family. I used to visit chachi ji very often when chacha ji was working with his father in Jhalu. She was a very nice and loving person.Jagdish Prasad got his eduction in Lucknow and obtained his MSW and worked as Social Welfare Officer with government of UP. I remember going in his wedding party to Kandhla. Lost contact with him and the family for last 60 years or so now ( 2010); Ishwar Chandra, the youngest one though elder to me in age but was very much in our play group. I used to be his partner in the game of playing cards and it used to be difficult to defeat us as we could know the cards of each other. I very often remember him and wish I must meet him some time. I have so many sweet memories of him. I lost my contact with him also now for long time. I heard of him from my younger brother, Gultoo when he was working in Bhilai that he was working as chartered accountant in a very good position in Bilaspur. Buwa ji, Sumerni was married in Anwla ( Distt. Shahjanpur ), met last time in 1974 or so. No idea about her family.

We all used to live as very close family, but now all are lost in the wilderness of this world.

To day , no body from our family lives in Jhalu and none of us have any thing left over there, our house, land or whatsoever- only memories- haunting memories. In this old age , I very often, almost every day, visit my home town in my dream or even before going to sleep, remember so many people and so many things. WHY? WHY?

Shri Bihari Lal Gupta; He was next to my own grandfather. I never knew as how could he get his eduction to be an Executive Engineer , Department of Irrigation, Government of UP. It is only when I got retired, have been thinking about my family and family tree etc. I thought about him as having only a small primary school in Jhalu, how could he get his education in those days without any guidance and counseling etc. and not coming from the background of any educated family. I asked my uncle, Shri Ved Prakash , then only surviving eldest person in our family ( 2004 ) about him. He told then not only about him but all others in the family as how they got educated. Shri Bihari Lal Gupta retired as Executive Engineer ( a very prestigious post in those days as only very few Indians used to get such posts ) construction of famous SHARDA Canal near Khatima to his credit. With all his rich resources, he settled in DELHI, 10 Subzi Mandi, Delhi 6; It is a big house, visited only once with no memory now about it. He had one daughter from his first wife from Ludhiana , PRASANDI DEVI GUPTA, lived at 10 Darya Ganj, Delhi. I met her only once when she came Jhalu in 1961 to attend my wedding.; 5 sons and five daughter from the second wife ; Dr. Dharmendra Gupta, Daya Inder Gupta, Dr. Rajendra Gupta and Mahendra Gupta; one daughter married in Kanpur ( her husband used to be the Principal , BNSD College, one of the best performing Intermdiate College in those days ); one married in DehraDun, died very early; I met her son, Anand who used to work with Chugh,s Company in 1960s; visited their house once when Phophaji, who used live some where in Africa, came to DehraDun.;one married in Etawah; I visited her in 1961 for the first and last time. when went there to attend a wedding of Sushma,s cousin. The youngest one ( Gyan Buwaji ) was married to Shri Hori Lal ji in Bijnor. As she was very near to Jhalu, she and we used to visit each other very often especially on special occasions like marriage etc. She was very lively and affectionate person. Babaji used to visit to us quite often and I remember he used to stay in the our other house in the first floor, he especially designed and constructed with two doors and six windows. He used to bring lot of gifts for me. He loved me very much.

Dr. Dharmendra Gupta, I met only once when he was posted in Meerut District Hospital; met once, Dr. Rajendra ( married to Madalsa, daughter of Shri Girvar Charan Lal, District Judge, Bijnor , 1961; developed the project of renovating Vidur Kuti at a grand scale ) came to attend my wedding in Aligarh from Bulandshar where he was posted in District Hospital. He was an ophthalmologist. Now living in Bareilly with his son, having their own clinic.No idea about Mahendra uncle ji.

We had a good contact with Gyan Buwaji who used to live in Bijnor; Parsandi Buwaji lived 10 Darya ganj, Delhi, came to attend my wedding;Ved buwaji, I met her first time and last time, only once ;They lived in Etawah who invited me and Sushma for lunch when we visited Etawah in 1961.

Well, we lost contact with his family later on and do not know much about them.

Shri Ram Swaup Mal , my own grand father was popularly known in the town as Bhgat ji. He was very simple, disciplined and religious person, kind hearted and generous person. He did not know much about vedic scriptures but perhaps, even unknowingly, he was following them. He was not educated, he was not even literate; hardly travelled out of town, knew nothing about the external world; his needs and desires were bare minimum; he was very healthy person, I never saw him sick and asking any help for his personal matters. He was land lord, managing small farm lands in various places and earned good money by doing some petty business also; He was married in Bijnor , but no body or any property etc exist in their name in Bijnor; my grand mother had one brother and one sister ( married in Kiratpur, had one son, Shri Mangoo Lal ji who had his small nice family; uncle Mangoo lal ji disappeared in mysterious circumstances, never returned back and his family was shattered; Dadi ji, his mother, my grand mother,s sister came to live with us and aunte with her children went to her parents in Chandpur). My grandmother,s brother had one son and one daughter; daughter was married in Mandawar to Shri Mahasheya Raghubir Saran ji ( had two sons, Ram Awtar ji and Prem Awtar ). We used to visit them occasionally on various occasions, very affectionate family, now lost contact with them since long, may be fifty years or so ); My grandmother,s nephew Shri Krishan Lal had one son , Rishi, very handsome personality died very young a very tragic death with brain cancer ( thus the last of their family was gone to end the family line); two daughters, one married in Hasanpur and the other married in Roorkee ( unfortunately, I never met them); Grandmother,s nephew, Tau ji used to come to live with us in Jhalu at time to time, a nice but sad person for obvious reasons- loosing every thing, he had, very unfortunate situation);

My grandfather though very much living in the world but with least attachments, interests and concerns but very responsible and duty bound; most conteded person. He had three sons , Brij Bhushan Saran Gupta, Shri Kanhaiya Lal Garg and Ved Prakash Garg and a daughter, Chameli Devi.I am the most lucky person among all my brothers and cousins having all the love and affection from my grandfather. In fact, I received maximum love from all my relatives and people in the town. My grandfather died without any ailment through out his life, at the age of 85 or so , within a few minutes by heart attack, on July 1, 1953 . It was a great shock for me as I lost the person who loved and cared for me the most. He told me so many things of practical life and importance of our religious and cultural rituals, though his conversation with his family members was bare minimum. I never saw him talking to his sister or daughter but just casually.

He built a water well and a small shelter near the village of Redhwa, Gandaspur and Sikandarpur; planted two pipal trees; incidently , it was June, 1, 1936 , the day I was born. In those days , it was a great help to the people traveling or working in that area as there was no water source or shed near by. There is small platform of our family deity ( grah devta) . We worship them ( a pair of white snakes , locally known as Bhure Singh Devta )on special occasions like some one,s marriage in the family; a son born in the family etc.It is supposed that they take care of our family. We give them full honour. In 2008, when I visited the place, I found that the geography and topography of that place has completely changed; It is now all green with lot of water sources around .

My grandfather and grandmother used to go for Ganges bath at Ganj every year on the occasion of Raksha Bandhan. I always accompanied them and enjoyed the trip; two incidents to mention here :

(1) one time, I was watching that young boys and people were taking dives into the ganga which used to flow in very turbulent and floody state during this month and at this time. I thought if they could do that diving and swimming , why not I can do that. It was only the direction of GOD that at the last moment I got scared and did not do that deadly diving, otherwise, in those high currents of Ganga, I would have just gone;

(2) I do remember visiting with my Baba ji an ashram of Brahamchari ji in Nizamatpura/Islamabad about 2 miles south of Ganj. This place strangely and spiritually recognized by the local people for many miracles and mysterious happenings . No doubt, Brahamchari ji had great devine powers to help really needy people with out any self interest and greed . ( 2008; when, I visited Ganj and the place where Ganga ji used to flow, there was no sign of Ganga,s flow even during the flood time in rainy season. It was all dry for a far distance place. One could see some kind of garden and farming at a long distance in the middle of Ganga ji. It was very shocking to look at this devastating change. Only the old ghats, temples were lying on the bank side of Ganga and waiting perhaps, for their further destructions in future.

My Uncle: Shri Ved Prakash Garg 😦 3rd. April,1917 )

The youngest of his brothers and sister got his Engineering education from Roorkee University and joined MES- Military Engineering Services; married to Savitri Devi, daughter of Lala Hannu Mal of Najibabad. They did not have any child of their own. They adopted a daughter, Santosh, daughter of one of the sister of my auntie. In fact, my uncle tried his best to adopt me but my mother never agreed fot it. I lived with uncle in Meerut, Lucknow and DehraDun for some time as he wanted to attract me but of no use. After his retirement in 1976, he lived in DehraDun for the rest of his life. I arranged that nice house at Rajpur Road of Mr. Poddar who sold his house to my uncle and left for Calcutta. I must mention a short story in this context. When I was going to join my new job in Nigeria, my uncle was little sad and mentioned that he settled in DehraDun so that I could do his funeral and last rights after his death. I replied to him ” uncle, it hardly matters as what happens to one after the death, some one may through his body in the gutter or take it to Ganges, however, one should care and love while alive. ” In fact , he did not do any thing for his family members, cousins, brothers and sister etc For a short time, under the influence of Rama Krishna Mission , he served the patients in the hospital with fruits and medicines etc. I certainly wrote him a few letters during last five years of his life after the death of my auntie as he was living alone in that big house; that he must donate his money and property through a trust possibly naming the trust in the name of auntie for the good cause of the society like education or health; his cousins are well to do, do not need his money; Santosh , her children or other relatives in his in-laws family are also well to do , do not need his money. But unfortunately, reasons best known to him, he did not do that and left every thing for Santosh and her children. They can never enjoy this unearned , undeserved money and property. Unfortunately, he did not leave any thing for Ramesh who served him very sincerly for almost for a quarter century; also nothing to his brother in law, Rishi who had been taking his personal care ( Rishi, himself is also well to do, retired from MES and nicely settled in DehraDun, did not need his money or any thing ); Died in December 2008.

My uncle, Shri Kanhaiya Lal Garg: ( 3rd August, 1913 )

Very intelligent person, a science graduate of DAV College, Kanpur, joined State Civil Service. He could have gone up in the heirarchy of his cadre but for his greed and short term benefits. He was basically a literary man but lost his talent in other worldly affairs. He has written very interesting poems. His memory was excellent, remembered most the RAMAYAN and will recite very relevant dhohas/chopai etc. to the occasion; He lost his eldest and very handsome son, Vinod and was shattered. He left two sons, Dinesh Kumar Garg and Rakesh Kumar Garg, four daughters, Sharda, Asha, Bimla and Madhu; all of them nicely settled with their families except poor Rakesh who struggled through out his life, married twice still lived alone.Dinesh retired from UP Electricity Board as Executive Engineer and settled in DehraDun. He has two sons. I used to visit my uncle and his family during my vacation .I very vividly remember my visit to them in Shahajanpur.A wonderful family of intellectuals.

( visited an ashram on the bank of the river, );

My father: Shri BRIJ BHUSHAN SARAN GUPTA:

My father, the eldest of his brothers and sister was a professional Medical Doctor- a student of Agra Medical School, one of the two schools then in UP; the other one in Lucknow. A very simple , social and responsible person. Would be remembered in our town for his dedicated community services.He was a very popular doctors not only in our town but around several villages nearby; only professional doctor in that locality rendering A-Z medical services. He was never a greedy person , only service oriented; He could have been a rich person but he died as a poor person only with some debts on him. At times, he had no money, borrowed from here and there for day to day survival

My brother: Lakshmi Narain Gupta ( )

My brother Santosh Kumar Gupta (1st March, 1946 )

My brother Virendra Kumar Gupta ( )

My brother Krishan Mohal Lal Garg ( 16th December, 1955 )

My Sister Lakshmi Devi Mehta

My Sister Raj Bansal

Regret; खेद, ; my younger brother


One of my younger brother is left behind all of us for whatever reasons.

At time, I wondered as how he is going to manage his day to day affair when he took voluntary retirement from a dying corporation. He must have got some savings, some money in his CFP and other benefits etc. but that money will loose its value in future and making it worthless. Not only that it would its value, it will not even be enough .One can see it now as the value of money in 1980, 1990, 2000, 2010 and now simply paper.

I was worried about his old age when he will need more resources for the health problems which are bound to come to all of us. Medical expenses for medicines, medical procedures in hospitals and time to time check ups are huge and they would not be covered by the corporation which is already dead, not existing at all.

For the children, son and daughter , it is not easy to support the parents from their limited income and means and managing the affairs of their own families. They can support their parents only if they have health coverage for their parents from their employers.

During 1970s , I had good relationships with the management of ONGC , even later after I left ONGC, I had very good contacts ( even some of my colleagues became the part of management), I could have easily fixed him in some job/position according to his qualifications and experience . The main advantage could have been the medical support for his family for the rest of his life- a big relief.

Just like many other things, it never occured to me to act in that direction and I add another regret in the list of my regrets of life.

In a previous blog, I wrote regret not doing any thing for my parents;http://Regret; खेद, ; my younger brotherhttps://www.blogger.com/u/1/blogger.g?blogID=7434278182063497637#editor/target=post;postID=3648407691673034737;onPublishedMenu=allposts;onClosedMenu=allposts;postNum=5;src=postname

Scary moment: Flood in CHHOEYA River


An earlier story has been given in a previous blog:https://davendrak.wordpress.com/wp-admin/post.php?post=1162&action=edit

and ;https://www.blogger.com/u/1/blogger.g?blogID=7434278182063497637#editor/target=post;postID=1372591972643791120;onPublishedMenu=allposts;onClosedMenu=allposts;postNum=2;src=postname

बचपन की कुत्छ और पुरानी यादों में से यह घटना भी श्रावणी के अवसर पर गंगा स्नान तथा पूजा करने की है ! प्रितीयेक वर्ष की भांति , एक और किसि वर्ष , हम ( बाबाजी, दादी जी और मैं ) , दारानगर गंज गए थे ! पूजा पाठ , स्नान आदि से निपट के पश्चात , लगभग एक बजे भोजन किया था ! हर साल की भांति , दादी जी , आलू , पूरी , अचार के साथ स्वदिस्थ भोजन लाती थीं ! घर वापिस आने की तय्यारी कर रहे थे कि वर्षा प्रारम्भ हो गयी ! वर्षा का वेग बढ़ता ही गया ! प्रितिक्षा करते रहे कि वर्षा कम हो तो घर वापिस चलें ! वर्षा तो कम होने का नाम ही नहीं ले रही थी , वोह तो बढती ही जा रही थी! विचार किया, बाबा जी ने कहा कि शाम होने से पहले पहले निकल लेना उचित होगा ! येहां कोइ रहने का प्रबंध नहीं है अतह वर्षा में भीगते हुए ही हम लोग घर के लिए वापिस चल दिए ! गंज से, सिकन्दरपुर, रेहरुँवा ,गंदासपुर , होते हुए , चोव्न्क्पुरी होते हुए घर जाना होता है ! येही बेलगाडी का उस समय , सब से उचित मार्ग था ! गंदासपुर से आधा मील दूर गए थे कि छोएया नदी आ गयी ! भरी वर्षा के कारण , नदी तो पूरे उफान पर थी ! गढ़ गधगढ़ात के साथ, छोएये में अतियाधिक पानी , अतियाधिक गती से बहता जा रहा था ! कुत्छ देर प्रितिक्षा की ! शाम तो ढलती जा रही थी, रात्री का अन्धेरा आता जा रहा था! यही नदी जब प्रातः में आये थे तो सुखी पड़ी थी !

छोएया नदी बरसाती नदी है , जो यदि वर्षा ना हो तो लग भग खाली /सुखी ही रहती है! अधिक वर्षा के कारण, विशेषकर, यदि , गढ़वाल ( हिमालया के पहाड़ का भाग) में अधिक वर्षा हो जाये तो फिर छोएये में पानी आ जाता है! वहीं से छोएये का उद्गम है , और बिजनोर जिले में, उत्तर से दक्षिण की ओंर बहते हुए यह रसूल भंवर अह्त्म्ली के पास गंगा जी में मिल जाता है ! छोर्ये पर बड़े बड़े मार्गों पर तो छोटे पुल हैं परन्तु , छोटे छोटे रास्तों में कोई पुल या पुलिया नहीं है ! साधारण दिनों में सभी ऐसे ही नदी से हो कर चले जाते हैं!

अब तो रात लग भग हो ही चुकी थी, छोएया को पार करना असम्भव था ! सुखन सिंह, हमारी गाडी वाला तो छोयेया पार करने के लिए ही कहता रहा , परन्तु , बाबा जी ने निर्नियेय लिया कि वापिस चला जाये और गंदासपुर में रात्री में विश्राम किया जाये ! गंदासपुर आ गये , हमारे किसान भाई भी बहुत खुश थे कि उन्हें , भगत जी ( बाबा जी को उनके किसान , भ्क्त्जी ही कह कर स्म्भोतित करते थे! ), की सेवा का अवसर मिलेगा !

सब ने मिल कर हमारे खाने, पीने , रात्री में सोने आदि का अपनी और से स्र्वौत्त्म प्रभंध किया ! मुझे तो वहां

बहुत अछा लगा ! वर्षा तो रात भर होती ही रही ! गंदासपुर तथा उस रेहेनेवाले स्थान का वर्णन करूं तो एक और कहानी बन जायेगी ! वहां का वातावरण , भीनी भीनी खुशबू , पशुओं की आवाजें , आदि, आदि ! घर कच्चे थे परन्तु बड़े बड़े और साफ़ सुथरे थे !

यदि हम लोगों ने नदी पार का प्रियस किया होता तो समभ्त , यह ब्लॉग लिखने का अवसर न मिलता, छोएया , हम को , गंगाजी में विलीन कर देता ! यह सोच कर तथा उस घटना को सोच कर भी , आज भी भय भीत हो जाता हूँ! भगवान, स्वम् , उचित मार्ग दिखा कर हमारी रक्षा करते हैं !