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Gawaah hain chaand taare gawaah hain
Posted by: Atul on: June 20, 2019
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My Railway related reminiscences- 3
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In my first article in the series, I discussed my first posting at Secunderabad. In my second articles, I went back into the past and discussed my probation days, including my stay at Vadodara.
In this third episode, I go back to the future ! Here I discuss my second posting.
My first posting was perhaps in the best place in the Railway zone of South Central Railway. I was posted in the capital city. I stayed near Secunderabad Railway station and I got a Railway quarter there. A capital city has so many attractions as well as opportunities. Those were the days when “computer” was a big buzz word. We had computer coaching institutes mushrooming all over India. A typical computer course taught DOS, wordstar, Lotus 123 and dbase3 . Does it ring any bells with some readers ? 🙂
A government employee is supposed to take permission if he/she wants to study in any course while in government service, with the undertaking that his study would not affect his performance in his/her job. I duly took this permission and began to attend one such course in evening.
My boss in my work place was an old fashioned conservation man. Same was the case with my bosses at the Headquarter. One standard advise that I would be given by them was – “concentrate on learning your job instead of learning about computers.” They did not share my “vision” that computers are a big productivity tools and they would play an important role in our lived in the coming days.
My HQ bosses decided that the facilities at the capital city were harmful for me and so they decided to post me to a place where such facilities were non existent.
They identified a place that was poles apart when compared with Secunderabad. It was called Purna, in Marathwada region of Maharashtra. I was posted there.
This news was naturally a setback for me. But there was not much one could do about it. This place was a junction station and it had MG lines.I took a night train called Kacheguda Ajmer express (the most prestigious train in the section). The train started at night from Secunderabad and arrived Purna after midnight at around 4 AM or so.
In Secunderabad, I was a small fish in a big ocean as far as Railways set up was concerned, but I was going to be a big fish in a small pond like Purna. There I was being posted as the incharge of all Mechanical Engineering activities of Railways in and around Purna. My beat covered places up to Manmad (360 km to west), Khandwa (405 km to north), Adilabad (242 km to east) and Nizamabad (150 km to South East). All four places were in different directions and were located in three different states. When I think about it, the area under my jurisdiction was larger than the entire Railway system in some small countries. All this was MG section.
I arrived Purna Railway station at the early hours. Since I was going to be the boss of all I surveyed, people had arrived at the station to receive me. People unfamiliar to me always had difficulty identifying me. I got down from the station and stated looking for people who may have arrived to receive me. Likewise those who had arrived to receive me were lookng for someone who should look like a boss to them. Finally we managed to locate each other. They took me to Railway Officers Guest House, a small two room guest house. One room was booked for me and this room was going to be my place of stay till I got my regular accomodation.
Most people travel in style, carrying large number of suitcases which they have great difficulty fitting inside their train berth and they then secure their suitcases under lock and key. I on the other hand woul travel with very modest looking luggage, typically a bag, and a jhola, and sometimes a suitcase. I would shove them under my train berth. No securing them under lock. In fact even my suitcase would not be locked if I could help it. I secured my suitcase only to avoid the embarrasment of an unlocked suitcase getting open and all its content falling out. And my luggage never got stolen despite lying all unsecured !
The modestness of my luggage was one of the reasons why unfamiliar people coming to receive me at the station would be unable to locate me at first glance. 🙂 Once my luggage waskept at the rest house, naturally it would remain all unlocked.
The small rest house had very small number of staff. Cleaning and dusting of the rooms was done by a lady. He small child would accompany her. The door of the room would remain open all the time.
In the morning I went to my work place. This place was a steam loco shed, located towards south of the Purna Railway station. In its prime, this loco shed had over 60 MG steam locomotives. The number had come down a good deal.
The office was located on the first floor of a old fashioned British Style building. My chamber was quite large and spacious vis a vis the small chamber that I had in my previous place of posting. There were hundred of staff in the office. People there still complained about there being less number of staff. 🙂
A few months later, my top boss (Chief Mechanical Engineer, based at Secunderabad ) paid a visit to Purna. During the course of his “inspection” of the place, he enquired- “how many clerks are there in the shed ?”.
The reply was “The work has reduced drastically, and so has the number of clerks. Now we have ONLY 40 clerks.”
“ONLY 40 clerks. My office at Secunderabad dealing with entire zone only has 39 clerks !”- the Chief Mechanical Engineer exclaimed !
Though I joined at Purna, my heart was still at Secunderabad and I would try to go back to Secunderabad at weekends and holidays, much to the chagrin of my immediate boss. I would leave for Secunderabad on friday and arrive back on Monday morning.
Once I went to Secunderabad on weekend and arrived back on monday morning. While at Secunderabad, I boaght sweets, with the intention of consuming them at leisure in Purna. As usual, my luggage remained unlocked in my room.
When I came back to my room in the evening, I found that out of 20 pieces of sweet, only one piece remained in the bag where I had kept the sweet packet. The cleaning lady and her young son were looking very worried. I realised that the small kid had opened the box, and seeing the sweets, he kept eating the pieces and her indulgent mother could not prevent him in time. Now both of them were very worried.
I looked at the matter from the point of view of the kid and decided that it was alright. I behaved as if nothing happened. The mother and child waited till then morning to see my reaction. I showed no reaction and both of them were mightily relieved. It must have been an unexpected big lucky break for them. I could notice that they were silently thankful for me from the core of their hearts.
With time, I stopped going to Secunderabad at weekends. Instead, I would go to the nearly towns in the first half and be back by night. There was Parbhani (30 km to the north) and Nanded (30 km to the south) from Purna. These two district places had may be 4-5 movie halls each. I would visit one of these places during weekends, watch a movie and would come back to Purna by night.
All this journey was by train, of course. On one such occasion, I had gone to Parbhani. I watched some movie and then boarded the evening train coming towards Purna. The middle aged person seated opposite me in the first class coach was a PWD engineer in Maharashtra Government. He was coming back to his Nanded residence after attending some meeting at Aurangabad. I got introduced to him. He told me “kabhi koi kaam ho to bataana. Indian ka Home minister S B Chawhan ka main family friend hoon.” He also gave me his home address of Nanded.
I got down at Purna.
I was a “different” kind of Railway officer. I believed in things like honesty, fairplay etc. My immediate boss (based at Secunderabad), on the other hand was an archtypical Government official who believed in sucking up to the boss as the easy and only way of success. And he expected me to do the same. There were occassions when “failures” would take place and he would ask me to suspend someone. I would carry out my investigation into the failure and would found that the person required to be suspended was innocent. So I would refuse to suspend the innocent man.
This happened on quite a few occasions. He at his level would tell the division boss”(DRM)- “driver was responsible for late start of train. I have asked my Purna officer to suspend the driver.” I would investigate the matter and I would find that the driver was innocent.
The boss looked for opportunity to get his own back. One usual opportunity was to write adversely about my performance in my annual confidential report. I was an unusual kind of person who did not give a damn and I felt that spoiling my ACR was a non issue. He got his opportunity to actually hurt me. I wanted to take leave because my parents were calling me. It is nt difficult for people to realise the probable reason. 😉 I foolishly informed my boss of the reason why I wanted leave. So he got a great opportunity to harass me. It is not possible to give you leave right now. But you will be given leave next month. He would tell me. I woul;d belibve him and ask for leave the next month. Then also he would say the same thing. This went on for three months and by the time it was clear t one and all that my boss was using this opportunity to harrass me.
I felt very low when I was denied leave for the third time. I felt helpless. Then I remembered the Nanded based man. I went to Nanded and met him. I asked him to help. He was of course taken aback. He was no doubt a family friend of Indian home minister and a school mate of his son but what he had told me in the train may have been an exaggeration of his influence. In any case, meeting with him and talking with him served as some balm and gave me some mental relief.
A few weeks later, I received a telegram- “father serious, come home immediately.” I , alongwith my staff were naturally aghast, my supervisor (Loco Foreman) raised hell with the division headquarter and arranged for my leave on urgent basis. I was actually quite worried till I reached home and I was relieved to know that my father was alright. It was the usual time tested way of securing leave if the proper way of obtaining leave failed.
This episode taught me a valuable lesson that I tell everyone to follow. You should never tell others (especially your boss) about your “problems” and expect him to sympathise with you. Your vulnerabilities will be used against you. You should give the impression that you have no problems whatsoever. I have followed this lesson after this experience. I have rarely asked for any leave during the last 20 years of my service. And I tell everyone that I am happy wherever I am posted. And whatever I state happens to be the truth as well.
The movie that I had watched at Parbhani that evening (when I met that PWD Engineer) may have been either “Daamini” (1993) or “Dil Aashna Hai”(1992) or some other movie. I am not sure now. Let me assume that it was “Daamini” (1993).
This movie was directed by Rajkumar Santoshi. It had Rishi Kapoor, Meenakshi Seshadri, Sunny Deol, Amrish Puri, Tinu Anand, Kulbhushan Kharbanda, Anjan Srivastava, Rohini Hattangadi, Aamir Khan, K K Raina, Paresh Rawal, Sulbha Arya, Vijayendra Ghatge, Viju Khote, Achyut Potdar, Asha Sharma etc in it.
The movie had five songs. Here is the first song from the movie to appear in the blog.
This song is sung by Kumar Sanu and Alka Yagnik. Sameer is the lyricist. Music is composed by Nadeem Shrawan.
The song is picturised on Rishi Kapoor and Meenakshi Sheshadri.
With this song, “Daamini”(1993) makes its debut in the blog.
Song-Gawaah hain chaand taare gawaah hain (Daamini)(1993) Singers-Kumar Sanu, Alka Yagnik, Lyrics-Sameer, MD-Nadeem Shrawan
Lyrics
gawaah hain
chaand taare gawaah hain
gawaah hain
chaand taare gawaah hain
tere mere milan ke
apne deewaanepan ke
nazaare gawaah hain aen
gawaah hain
chaand taare gawaah hain
gawaah hain
chaand taare gawaah hain
tere mere milan ke
apne deewaanepan ke
nazaare gawaah hain
gawaah hain
chaand taare gawaah hain
tumko rakhoonga dil mein basaa ke
meri dhadkan tum ho
dekhoonga tumko shaam o sahar main
mera darpan tum ho
tumko rakhoonga dil mein basaa ke
meri dhadkan tum ho
dekhoonga tumko shaam o sahar main
mera darpan tum ho
jee na sakoonga main hoke juda aa aa
gawaah hain
chaand taare gawaah hain
gawaah hain
chaand taare gawaah hain
tere mere milan ke
apne deewaanepan ke
nazaare gawaah hain aen
gawaah hain
chaand taare gawaah hain
daamini daamini
daamini
o meri daamini
daamini daamini
daamini
o meri daamini
bhool gayi main is duniya ko
pyaar hua jab se
tere siwa kuchh aur na maangoon
main to mere rab sबe
bhool gayi main is duniya ko
pyaar hua jab se
tere siwa kuchh aur na maangoon
main to mere rab se
seene mein armaan hain
lab pe dua aa aa
gawaah hain
chaand taare gawaah hain
gawaah hain
chaand taare gawaah hain
tere mere milan ke
apne deewanepan ke
nazaare gawaah hain aen
gawaah hain
chaand taare gawaah hain
gawaah hain
chaand taare gawaah hain
daamini daamini
daamini o meri daamini
daamini daamini
daamini o meri daamini
daamini daamini
daamini main teri daamini
daamini daamini
daamini main teri daamini
Ghoonghat ki aad se dilbar ka
Posted by: Atul on: November 13, 2017
This article is written by Peevesie’s mom, a fellow enthusiast of Hindi movie music and a regular contributor to this blog. This article is meant to be posted in atulsongaday.me. If this article appears in sites like lyricstrans.com and ibollywoodsongs.com etc then it is piracy of the copyright content of atulsongaday.me and is a punishable offence under the existing laws.
Hullo to all Atulites
Today’s birthday girl was a Miss India winner in the year when my family got a TV for the first time ever. Prior to that whatever I have seen on TV (read Doordarshan) was either in other people’s houses or my chachu’s home. (As I have previously mentioned on many occasions. Those days nobody minded other people’s kids or adults too for that matter, coming in to see TV) I remember having got used to seeing the live relay of the Republic day parades, Filmfare Awards Nites, test matches, Wimbledon and opening ceremonies of Olympics or Asiad etc. They had a different charm to them specially when there would be no repeat telecasts and we used to either wake up early or sit up late to see live relays of overseas events.
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