“Oh Pindi”

By Col Masood Anwar (34 Long Course)

Editor’s Note: Col Masood Anwar is from AC/Avn. He lives in Rawalpindi after retirement. 

I am your friend your well-wisher. I owe you my experience. I am indebted to you for the opportunities you provided to me. Today I am a senior citizen. I cannot forget that you held me for all these years like a mother holds her child to her bosom. I remember the streets in which I spent my childhood and I remember the roads on which I strolled. I remember the ride on Tongas. I remember the rhythm created by the hoofs of the horse striking the road. The sequence calmed the twists of everyday life. The rhythm was sedating and a relief from anxiety.

I often visited Shezan and the Silver Grill restaurants to spend a few moments of joy.  The atmosphere, the gentleness and the sophistication; I can say now that the time spent was time earned. I remember strolling on the Mall in the company of peace and quietness except for occasional disturbance created by the passing vehicle. The wind escaping through the branches of the tall trees produced a hissing sound. It was pleasing to the ears. How passionate is the relationship between rhythm and silence; one needs a devoted heart to feel. I wish life had remained peaceful but it was not to be.

When I write this, my eyes don’t see what I saw but my heart continues to feel; I am there and I am here; it’s a grand sensation. In the end I would say; “Pindi, I miss you”.

Related Pages:
Nostalgic Articles about Rawalpindi 
Photos of Rawalpindi 
Army Poets (Punjabi Poetry)

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  1. Brig (R) Khalid Parvez, Arty (50 PMA) says:

    All I can say is “koi laota day meray beetay huay Din”. The cool breeze of Mall, the buzzing Bank Road, the drowsy evenings of Silver Grill and Shezan, the tasteful time at Kamran and cool delight of Super’s….where have gone thou all the bliss….

  2. Yunus Ghaznavi, 13 Lancers says:

    Yep,first time I came to Pindi was in 1966 to see the 23rd March Parade just after 1965 War and it was a great memory to be sitting in VIP enclosure, and stayed a night in Lalazar with my uncle Maj Ikram Ghaznavi. Dad retired in 1970 as CO CMH Sialkot and we shifted to Pindi. Dad had made a big house next to Ojhari Camp, it was a lone house, single lane Muree Raod, Double Decker buses plying. I was in good old Gorden College.

    Yes, I enjoyed Supers and Kamran cafes, with its patties and samosas, and the Baldy owner of Supers, Pindi was quiet and great, enjoyed snacks at PC and Flashmans, even Islamabad was serene and quiet with movies at Melody cinema, and Jam sessions at PC on Sundays. It was great, we then were on motor bikes as 175CC, Hondas and were seen as kings, used to break BEER bottles at night just at main door of PC. I have retired in 2005, live in Harley Street and its a bloody muck, once a posh area, but still love Pindi with all its drawbacks. I am proud to be a Pindiite.

  3. Lt Gen (R) M. Kamal Akbar says:

    Thanks to Col Cheema (the Editor of Native Pakistan) for sending link of such nostalgic articles.

  4. Maj (R) Amjid Quamber, 13 Lancers (2nd SSC) says:

    Gone is the horse track next to the Mall.
    Gone are the trees 150 years old, cut in a second by greedy generals
    Gone is Silver Grill, Shezan and Supers. All replaced in concrete and high rise.
    Gone even is the protestant graveyard, built over by army houses!
    And next in line to vanish is a small grave yard, tucked away behind AFID, where lie the forgotten remains of brave soldiers of a by gone age.

  5. Pindi is really unmatchable in its nostalgic memories.

  6. Brig (R) Asad Hakeem says:

    A very moving peace indeed. Having lived in the like of Pindi being recalled one does miss that class in the mad rush of today but this decline is not restricted to Pindi only. Alas.

  7. Mehmud Ahmed, Canada says:

    Most of the cities have nick names. Some befitting, others bloated. For example we used to call my hometown, Dera Ismail Khan as “Dera tay phullan da sehra”.
    The Lebanese call Beirut as “Sit-ul-Dunia” which means Lady of the World. The Egyptians call Cairo as Umm-al-Dunyia while to the Italians have the title of Eternal City for Rome. The Iranians call Isfahan as Nusf Jehan meaning it was half the World. Similarly the Lahoris glorify their abode by several titles the arrogant of all is :Naen reesaan shehr Lahore dian (Lahore has no parallel) or Uchay Burj Lahore day, meaning that Lahore is the tallest of all….some say it refers to tall minarets of the mosques or imperial or saintly mausoleums.
    I lived in Rawalpindi on three occasion – twice because of my father’s posting there and the last as a working journalist but do not remember having heard of a title for the City.
    Does any of your readers remember if Rawalpindi has ever been glorified or defined by a title? One finds it mentioned in the memoirs of Saleem Jehangir Badshah where he camped for a month or so hunting in forests surrounding a village of Rawal tribe.

  8. Maj (R) Arshed Ahmed Butt, Sigs (1st SSC) says:

    Sir, really heart-touching nostalgic feelings expressed by you about Pindi. I could not find your poetic work. Hope the webmaster will create the link soon. Many regards in deed!

  9. Sir, It is a nostalgic article about Pindi. Please share more.

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