Shri Indra Prakash Gupta: Sad News

We are very sorry and sad for the sad demise of our respected and beloved Mausaji who left us this morning at 8;;30 AM after a brief illness.
He came from a modest family of Kandhla (Muzaffarnagar ). His parents lived with him most of the time. They were also excellent, very affectionate and very caring people. Mausaji lived wonderful life and left behind a great family – Mausi ji, his sons – Sudhir (Jaipur), Sunil (California, USA), Sushil (Faridabad), and Dilip (Delhi ) and a daughter Sunita ( Toronto, Canada) ; all very nicely settled in their life.

He was very affectionate and caring person. After the death of Sushma’s mother, Madhur (Bale), younger sister of Sushma was left alone at Aligarh. He was the one who took her full responsibility; kept her with him, arranged her marriage in a nice family.
When we were living in Dehradun he was living in Rishikesh. We often met him. We always enjoyed his company and lived with him on several occasions. 

He was ever young, smiling and smart person. He achieved all the best in his life; reached at the top of his career as Chief Engineer, PWD, UP. He lived a very happy, satisfactory and successful life.
After completing the mission of this life, he left us to day for a better mission. God bless his soul in rest and peace, give all of us to bear this great loss of dear one.
He will ever be remembered for his love and care for us.



Family and Social Networking

We have a big family from our parents; we are FIVE brothers and TWO sisters; We thank God that all of us have settled very well with our individual family members though widely settled nationally and internationally;
I being the eldest in the family, have some responsibility to see that all of us live well and live in harmony with each other and possibly care for each other; Here, I would like to give some details about the family of each member of the family;

Five Brothers:

one SON settled in USA
one daughter settled in USA

LAXMI NARAIN GUPTA settled in Kankhal-Haridwar
one SON lives in Ghaziabad/DehraDun
one daughter lives in Bareilly

SANTOSH KUMAR GUPTA settled in Indore

one daughter lives in Kutchh?Damoh, MP
one daughter lives in Indore
one daughter lives in Jaipur
one daughter lives in Mumbai

VIRENDRA KUMAR GUPTA settled in DehraDun

one SON lives in Bangalore
one daughter lives in Singapore

KRISHAN MOHAN LAL GARG settled in DehraDun ( unfortunately left us untimely at very age)

one daughter settled in DehraDun ( married in Haldaur )
one daughter lives in Hills of Uttrakhand
one daughter lives with her mother

TWO Sisters

LAKSHMI DEVI Jwalapur ( unfortunately left us prematurely )

one SON settled in Jwalapur
one SON settled in Jwalapur
one daughter settled in Rishikesh
one daughter lives in Mumbai
one daughter settled in Muzaffarnagar

RAJ BANSAL settled in Sahranpur

one daughter lives in Laksar
one daughter settled in Roorkee
one daughter settled in Ghaziabad
One SON lives in USA

so, our big family has THREE + THREE = SIX Boys
and has TEN + SIX = SIXTEEN Girls

a total of TWENTY TWO (22) Children

With the recent advancement of technology and consequently Globalization, the world has become a global village; distances in the places have reduced dramatically, perhaps it is easier to travel to Singapore or to New York now than it was to travel from my home town Jhalu to District place-Bijnor only about 5 Kms .in good old days; However , distances among the people have increased , people sitting in the same room with smart phones are not with each other; with the increasing population, world has become very crowded and individuals are isolated and finding themselves lost or alone in this crowd especially the seniors.
ICT ( Information Communication Technology) has tremendous capability to connect the people and bring them together.; The Whats up, Hangout, Skype etc. have provided very simple , useful and powerful means to connect people and new means to bring them together with a strong platform of effective communication to know each other in much better way. Social Networking is important tool for developing SOCIAL CAPITAL which has tremendous strength for further developing FINANCIAL Capital and finally SPIRITUAL CAPITAL; Spiritual Capital is the only thing which goes with us at the end of life rest is all left behind.

Of recently, I found many of my childhood friends of primary school, Middle school, High School, and the Universities etc. also colleagues from the various work places and it was very exciting talking to them, knowing about them , their families etc. They are spread all over the world. Talking matters of old days is very enjoying;

MY Respected Bhabhi ji

My respected Bhabhi ji left us to day ( 9.AM; June 1, 2017 ) for ever; feeling very sad and sorry; However, she completed the mission of her life and left for a better one.

She was a  very lucky and great person . She filled the house of mamaji with a wonderful Home ,  a big family with children, grandchildren, and great grandchildren and prosperity all around. When she joined the family, the house was very much empty only with mamaji, mamiji and Bhaiya;

She was a great lady as daughter of her parents, sister to her sisters, a wife to her husband, and mother to her children. She never failed in fulfilling her duty with responsibility in any way ,  any time. She enjoyed wonderful married life , caring for Bhaiya and Bhaiya caring for her ( they were really made for each other; it was a love marriage in those days though arranged by parents ) . She was beautiful in all respect, simple, sober and always smiling.

In the end, she stopped taking the food and medicines, she was trying to purify ( शुद्धिक्र्ण )  before departing from this world to HIS world. She was fortunate dying as Suhagin ( सुहागिन )  leaving behind her healthy husband to take care of the rest.

I had wonderful time living with her, enjoyed her full affection, love , care and confidence. She will ever remain in my memory.

Our experience of living and working in LESOTHO, the kingdom in the sky:

LESOTHO is a landlocked country completely surrounded by another country, the Republic Of South Africa..A land of mountains, Lesotho is the only country in the world which has all its land lying at the altitudes in the excess of 1500 meters above sea-level; land of heights and extremes.Following site illustrates with several beautiful photographs of the country showing its topography.


You may read about ROMA- the university town of University of Lesotho, and the capital of Lesotho, Maseru , elsewhere in detail. Both are just very small towns.

Sushma got an opportunity to work as Documentalist with ISAS ( Institute of Southern African Studies ), a research Unit of the University of Lesotho. After a lot of consideration, we took a bold and bad decision for her to go all alone to a far and a very unknown place. She lived there all alone in an isolated and last house on that street  on campus which was certainly not a safe place to live for a lady to live alone. How she managed all her day to day affairs over there, she may know better but I was scared when I visited her there once.She worked there  February 1992 to March 1993. Later , after living for a short while in Addis Ababa, She went to Join her MLIS program with Wayne State University, Detroit, Michigan, USA.


My grandson , Satvik ,s quick response to GRAHAST Ashram

SATVIK2015His grandmother, Sushma was trying to explain him about the four ashrams ; she explained to him the concept of four ashrams as how the life is divided into four parts of 25 years each; the Bramhamcharya, Grahast, Vanprasat and Sanyas  ashrams and the purpose of each ashram , the duties and responsibilities of an individual in each ashram etc. At the end, his response was:

” Amma, Grahast Ashram is the most important and the hardest one of all; An individual has to take care of his CHILDREN, his PARENTS and other elders and relatives and also for HIMSELF ( his own family); He can do that  properly and successfully if he has done well in the Brahmacharya ashram “.

True; success of one Ashram leads success to next . One could lead a successful life in sanyas only  if he has fulfilled his duties and responsibilities of the previous ashrams. Unfortunately, most of us are not doing well in Vanprast Ashram ( obligation for the society by giving it back its due share ) hence the sanyas has disappeared.

Regret: My family should have taken care of uncle Om Prakash”OMI”

My uncle, my father,s first cousin , Om Prakash (=OMI) was left alone after the death of his mother. In another blog, I have written about his family’s unfortunate affair that how the family lost all the members of the family , no body to remain at the end.

Uncle had no resources , income or means to survive as every thing else was sold to survive up to a point. He was in critical condition of survival, loosing health every day.My grandfather was very caring , he took care of the family through out his life though could not improve their situation in any way. Our family should have taken care of the uncle but could not take, perhaps our own financial condition was not very good during this period. He roamed around and did right or wrong , whatever, he could do for his srvival. Finally, he could not fight the circumstances surrounding him and he died young in mysterious circumstances in the District Hospital, Bijnor. No body claimed his dead body, so the Government disposed off his body according its own procedure. Thus came his end and the end of the family and everything of the family. How unfortunate was the end.

I feel sorry and sad about the family and especially the uncle. My family , at least should have taken the responsibility of his last rites of funeral etc. It is regrettable thing for us. Of my own, some time back, I did the sharaddh for him and his mother ( my grandmother). I wish that their souls remain in peace wherever, they are.

Regret; What was the compulsion for the family the way it behaved

I very vividly remember that the younger sister of my grandmother came to live with her and us after her only son, Shri Mangoo Lal disappeared from home in mysterious circumstances. The family waited for some time but how long they could have waited to support the family without any resources or hope getting any help. His wife, my aunt with her children went to live with her parents in Chandpur and my grandmother,s sister came to live with us. It was really very pathetic situation
Time passed, then , our family , the reasons best known to them asked grandmother,s sister to go to Chandpur and live with her daughter-in-law. She went and lived there for the rest of her life. According to our social system this was very awkward and humiliating situation for any one to live with the parents or family of daughter-in-law especially when there are other people and relatives to support her. I can not imagine her agony and humiliation with which that poor lady would have passed her days and at the same time tolerating the unbearable loss of her only young son.
I really feel so sorry and sad about it and regret on the decision and action of my family in this regard.

Renting a bicycle because unable to own a bicycle


Bicycle was the common and very popular means of transport in India during 1960s and before. See the pictures above as bicycle is being used for different purposes.

It was late 1961 when me and my friends joined their first job with ONGC in DehraDun. We were all fresh graduates from the university, having no money with us. Parents were already burdened by paying the cost of education in the university.
Not all the towns have a suitable public transport system to take individuals from point to point. DehraDun was one of the town with a poor public transport system, hence there was no option except to arrange some kind of your own means of commuting to the office. Bicycle was the only affordable and cheapest and most commonly means of commuting. Owning bicycle was also difficult to buy a it with an initial cost of Rs.120/- out of the salary of Rs.325/- after meeting the expenses for accommodation , water and electricity and other living expenses. The bank or the employer will not provide the loan to buy our means of transport like now ilavle to buy a car.,

Most of my colleagues rented the bicycles for commuting to office. I was living in Karanpur very near to the crossing of Survey of India, East Canal Road, Karanpur Road and Raipur Road; Survey of India crossing (सर्वे ऑफ़ इंडिया चौराहा ) was, perhaps still is a prime location. There, Hans Raj a Bicycle shop for selling old and new bicycles, giving bicycles on rent, repairing the bicycles ( most common repair was the repair of punctures ; and the broken chain ); most of us were the customer of Hans Raj. Once, some one asked that why should pay Rs.12/- per month the rent of the bicycle- total cost of the new bicycle paid  by way of rent in ten months. yes, very true but who had the total amount of Rs.120/- to be paid all at a time; Even the interest rate in the market or with Hans Raj for borrowing Rs.120/- was Rs. 12/- per month.; it was a difficult situation for the beginners at that time, not believable now when every body is having a decent car.

I had my own bicycle which was shared among three of us, myself and two of my younger brothers. Bicycle was used extensively not only for commuting the office by me but my brothers for several other purposes. I used the bicycle up to 1970 when I got my first Lambretta Scooter with the loan from ONGC and on priority basis from Government quota as the scooter was not freely available in the market. Even with booking with Government quota, it tookme  more than a year to get it. It was a luxury.

There are so many people who do not have minimum and initial investment resources / seeding money to start even a very small business of their own. Only the rich with resources take advantage of their helplessness  and become richer. Rickshaw pullers pay heavy rent to hire a rickshaw for their daily earning ;  they almost pay the cost of the rickshaw for hiring it just within a year.

Lakhhi was not only the name of the person but he was really Lakhhapati


Popular Ghantaghar of DehraDun


Famous Astley Hall, Rajpur Road ,DehraDun

Paan shops are all over in almost every city of India though more dominantly in Uttar Pradesh and Bihar. Varanasi is most famous for its supari, maghai paan and surti.

Here, I am describing about a shop owned by Lakhhapati , popularly known as Lakhhi among his large number of customers in DehraDun . Shop means here a small Kiosk of probably of the size of 4x4x6 feet , made of wood- a very temporary kind of structure, could be moved easily from one place to another.Lakhhi,s kiosk was located at the corner of St. Joseph School on Rajpur Road ( around 16, Rajpur Road ) across famous Astley Hall of DehraDun. It was a prime location, at least in 1960s.Lakhhapai was the most popular and famous name for paan eaters in DehraDun. His kiosk was always crowded with the customers. He was busy from early morning until late in the night.No wedding party would be over without serving  Lakhhi’s paan.

I used to stop by almost every day at his kiosk while going to office. Interesting things about him and his shop:

1.My friend , Mr Mathur, once asked him some questions which he replied  very honestly and humorously; He asked ” Lakhhi , is it your name Lakhhi or you are Lakhhapati also ? He replied ” certainly Sir, with the Grace of God and your well wishes , I am ” ” you see the number of customers at my KHOKA (kiosk) , No rent to pay for the khoka, no maintenance , no electricity or water bills, no assistance required, small investment on my ingredients( paan, kathha, chuna, supari surti etc.),  on SALES TAX, No INCOME TAX to be paid;  simple living , no show offs; so over the years, I have certainly become Lakhhapati” How interesting was his answer and his state-of-affair;

2.Another time , Mr. Mathur said him jokingly, that ” Lakhhi, I like your name ” He very promptly and smilingly replied ” Sir you take this name, I will find some other one ” (  आप यह ले लीजिये, में कोई दूसरा ले लूँगा  ).

3. I told him once that Lakhhi your paan is really special, it gives very pleasant feeling while chewing it, that is what perhaps most of your customers appreciate and praise your paan. Then I asked him if he has not been using any tobacco or kimam etc. in my paan. He very smilingly replied ” Sir, there is no paan without these things and no one would like it without them.  I have been using them for everyone for all these years and now all of you are so accustomed and addicted that you will like only Lakhhi,s paan ” (सुरती , किमाम के बिना भी कोई पान होता है ? आप सभी बरसों से येही खा रहें हें ).

Interesting episode of Lakhhi paanwala. I still remember his smiling and simple face and humorous style of dealing and behaving with his customers. He was the best in DehraDun for his paan.


Some strange kind of observation; the Eldest in our Family loses Everything on In-laws side


Since last three generations, I noticed that the eldest in our family looses every thing in his in-laws’s side. In  In-laws’ family, property and wealth etc. everything is lost. Nothing remains for the future in their name. it is really very sad situation. Here, I will be dealing with the situation of my grandfather, my father and my own;bijnorbijnor

My Grandfather,s Case:

My grandfather was the eldest of all his brothers.He was married in Bijnor ,. His in-law’s family was well known and well-to-do family in those days.But no body or any property etc exists now  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 aunt 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 Avtar ji and Prem Avtar ). 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 ji had one son , Rishi, very handsome personality died very young  in 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; Thus nothing remains in my grandmother,s paternal family. How sad it is!!!!

My Father,s Case:


My father was the eldest of all his brothers and sisters.My father was married in a rich family of Chandpur. My Nanaji was a land having property , house and shops etc. in Chandpur and agricultural land locally and in khadar area of Sheikhpuri , near Narnore and Senadwar. Sohan Singh took care of Chandpur agricultural land even after the death of Nana ji and till his own death. My Nana ji, shri Ram Swaroop Mal was popularly known as Chobdar. My mother was the only child of her mother, the second wife of my nana ji. My maternal uncle, Shri Raja Ram ( son from his first wife) and his son , Raj Bahadur did not enjoy the benefit of agricultural land and had very little and limited benefit in shops though they had the house with them. In spite of sincere and several attempts and efforts  by mother, they did not maintain any relationship with her and with us. Agricultural land was lost because of Zamindari abolition; Shops were sold later by mutual consent. In this process, nothing is left in their name or with us. After the death of Nani ji, there is even no place for us to go; Whole land, property and belongings just vanished.

I do remember some of the books of Nanaji- GULBAKAWALI,s story- a folktale in URDU about the mysterious flower. I read the whole book of several volumes. Another, I was fascinated about was a Wall-hanging in a frame, saying in Urdu ::”AGAHA APNI MOUT SE KOI BASHAR NAHI, SAMAAN SAU BARAS KA PAL KEE KHABAR NAHI ” I feel too much about the loss of these two things and of course many other things as I was associated with them thoroughly during my stay  from 1950-1955 ) with my Nani ji.