“Pindi Memoirs by a Sikh Son of the Soil (Part 3)”

By Kanwarjit Singh Malik

Photo of Kanwarjit Singh MalikEditor’s Note: Kanwarjit Singh Malik was born in Rawalpindi in 1930. His family moved to India at the time of Partition in 1947. He joined Flying Club in Jalandhar, later was selected in Indian Air Force. After the retirement he served as senior Captain in Air India and Air Lanka.

Continued from Part 2 ……….

There were two small bungalows near Asghar Mall Road, Rawalpindi. One near Sanatan Dharam High School. In one lived an old man and a relative- Bhagat Lachman Singh. I think he was my grandfather’s age. Another bungalow on the right hand side of Asghar Mall Road belonged to my bhua (Phupho; aunt) in which Sardar Sangat Singh, a relation used to live.

Government Asghar Mall Road College, Rawalpindi (old Sanantan Dharam High School)

On Saidpur Road, towards Banni on the right hand side was Sarai Boota Singh which was a landmark building. At one time, it housed Sardar Boota Singh one of the big contractors and our relative. His grand-daughters were married to my father’s three cousins.

Across that bungalow, Sardar Uttam Singh Duggal’s sister used to live. Further up were 2-3 bungalows and a small, covered canal which used to go towards Khalsa High School. Thereafter it used to go towards Water Works. There were two other bungalows and a depression with a Pull (bridge) on the road.

Muslim High School No.1, Saidpur Road, Rawalpindi (old Khalsa High School)

At the corner of Murree Road, there was a big bungalow. I don’t know who owned that. From Murree Road Chowk, one road went to Chaklala where the airport was located. During the war, many old aircraft used to drop parachutes and sometimes we used to see some aircraft pulling drones behind them and dropping troops and materials with parachutes.

On Murree Road, going towards Saddar, was Holy Family Hospital, then DAV College (off Murree Road), then Gordon College (off Murree Road), where the road joined Company Bagh Road (Now Liaquat Road). Kothi of Bhagat Lachmi Das a relative and one of the leading lawyers of Rawalpindi was located across Company Bagh (Now Liaquat Bagh).  Dr. Leela’s (a known doctor of Rawalpindi) bungalow was also located on Company Bagh Road and three other bungalows owned by Hindu and Sikh families. Company Bagh also had a cricket ground. The best shop for foreign goods in whole of Pindi and Saddar, Kirpa Ram’s was also on Company Bagh Road.

After the intersection of Company Bagh Road and Murree Road, at a distance was Islamia School with a very imposing building. Then Lei Bridge, across which was the Cantonment (Saddar) area. Rawalpindi Cantonment was the second best in India, and was the headquarters of the Northern Command. Some of the elite bungalows, hotels, cafes, billiard rooms and other entertainment were located there and also the Flashman’s Hotel. Lalkurti was also located in Cantonment area, where the Tommies used to stay.

Once or twice I saw parades of Gora Paltans with Scottish Highlanders and their kilts and bands of various regiments playing and marching along the parade. It was very fascinating to watch so many people in uniform and in step with the band. My uncle owned the Mall Hotel and lived close by. I remember having seen him plying his gig with an abandoned race horse. I also saw another gig with a Muslim gentleman plying with a zebra on the Mall Road. In the Cantonment there was a Markeet (Market),  renamed as Kamran Market after Partition. There were many shops selling meat, beef, fish, and all kinds of sausages, etc. One could get anything one liked.

Old pic of Rawalpindi District Jail From the Cantt the road led to Katcharian (Courts)  and the Central Jail. Like a dream I remember I went there once with my father in a Tonga when we were staying at Nehru Road. My father was also Treasurer of Rawalpindi District. His Chief Munshi was Ganda Singh Ji with sub-munshis of Gujar Khan, Murree, etc. Munshi Ganda Singh used to come around 7th or 8th of every month to give Rs. 800 to my mother with which she used to run the house. Petrol was Rupee 1 and 4 annas per gallon. Asli ghee was Rs. 14 for a tin. Eggs were 2 anna a dozen, and banana was 8 anna per dozen. Gold was Rs. 22 per tola. Rawalpindi was the hub of fruit and dry fruit coming from Kashmir, rest of India, Afghanistan and Iran. In Winter, the rains used to be in a jhari (drizzle). Once in about 10 years, we also had snow which used to melt within an hour or two.

The weather was so cold that we used to wear over coats and gloves. The roadside dust was chikni that it was impossible to walk on katcha roads, as the shoes used to get stuck. We urchins would sometimes go to Telli Mohala to get latoos (spinning tops) made from the kharadiyas. They were not only good at making latoos but also were excellent kharad workers making different kinds of goods. They were all Muslims. They (Muslims) were also very good mechanics, and very good in other trades. We used to have many kite flying competitions and latoo competitions. Marble competitions with our many Muslim friends. I only remember the names of Khalqa who was from a nearby village and Mushtaq and Maqsood and their families near Water Works.

Some of these things I remember very well, others are like a dream. In front of Rose Cinema, Fawara Chowk, Raja Bazaar, there was a rehri (push-cart) selling eggs which was favourite of many people during the interval enjoyed with masala. Another delicacy was Pindi Choley, Aloo Kulchey, a specialty and bai roti. Wangi wala bhaiya used to sell dry channa, rewarian, murunda pati, and all kinds of birds and animals made of sugar. Another man used to come, making noise with a funny whistle on a thick stick with so many kinds of colored candies.

We owned 9 shops on the Mall Road, which were all rented out. In one of the shops, there was a petrol pump as well.

In summer, we either spent some time in Lahore with our father, or went to Murree to live in kothis (bungalows) at Kashmir Point. Our munshi used to go and hire the bungalow for the season (1st April to 31st October). The whole area of Murree and the surrounding hills were covered with pine trees, the pine cones of which were used for the fireplaces. They gave out a wonderful aroma. The view from there of snow-covered hills and peaks was breathtaking.

Old rare photo of Murree Brewery Our journey from Rawalpindi to Murree passed through Chattar where there was a garden full of Lokaat and other fruit trees. It belonged to one of our relatives. After Chattar was Satra Meel (17th milestone to Murree) from where the hills started. It was a narrow road with a phatak. Cars going up and down to Murree had to wait as it was one way traffic. Going further up was TRAIT, in which lots of sanatoriums were located. After that, was a pumping station (Chara Paani). After that was Murree Brewery with a signboard (“Murree Brewery is the best”) producing the best beer in India. Mr. Mohan used to supply bottles to that brewery (Mr. NN Mohan and his family later founded Solan Breweries on the way to Simla in India, producing all kinds of spirits). After that was a junction of Cart Road (on which only the Carts used to ply). The road used to go to Srinagar. A short distance away was the start of Koh Murree.  Ater reaching Sunny Bank, one moved towards Kuldana and from there followed the road going up towards GPO (General Post Office). First stop was the library with the GPO. The cars were allowed to go only up to that point.

A very old photo of General Post Office at the Mall Road, Murree, 1910

Murree, Dandi (Shoulder Cart) and Pony for Children After GPO you had to go by foot or by Rickshaws drawn by men, or by dandi (shoulder cart). There were many ponies with their owners who used to take you around on their ponies. If there was a child the saddle was with a ring. Kashmiris or the local villagers used to carry your baggage to your bungalow. Murree was located at about 7,300 feet. From the oppressive heat of Rawalpindi to Murree with pine trees all around was a very healthy environment. We then would go to Kashmir Point, to our hired bungalow, on the pony with a ring saddle. In Murree, sometimes we saw a film in a cinema house near the GPO. There were various parties from other parts of the country coming to Murree to spend the season. From Pindi Point in Murree you could see the lights of Rawalpindi.

In Pindi, our cook was a Kashmiri from Poonch. Our chowkidaar was a gurkha, about 6 ft 6 inches tall, ex Wartime Soldier and he walked with a limp. Gawala (milkman) was a handsome Muslim and the Maali (gardener) was a bhaiya. On Saidpur Road, during  winter, some karanchi walas (cart) used to come and offer wood for cooking. My mother used to bargain with them and then take two Karanchi loads and the servants used to put that in special storage rooms for balan (firewood). She also used to take one karanchi load of bhoosa (hay) for our animals. In winter, these karanchis used to come from Saidpur side heavily loaded with hay, at night. We urchins used to pull out hay from the rear while the karanchis were sleeping. Thereby, collecting a lot of hay for the Kashmiri labor to enjoy the fire.

In Pindi also lived the familes of Late Rai Bahudur Boota Singh, two sons from first wife; Sardar Harnam Singh and Sardar Jaidev Singh, both friends of my father and close relations. Sardar Harnam Singh had one son and three daughters. My father got the daughters married to his cousins and the son married in Abbottabad to Sardar Lakhmi Singh’s daughter. He was a andlord and my father’s close relative. He was very well-respected in Abbottabad as he owned a lot of propery. He had two sons and a daughter. I had attended his daughter’s wedding as a 5-year-old, but I don’t  remember a thing of Abbottabad. Sardar Lakhmi Singh passed away soon after the marriage. His second son Harinder started a REAL LOVE STORY. I will have to digress from Pindi to Abbottabad to narrate this interesting love story.

Harinder the second and a very handsome, tall, brown-eyed son of Sardar Lakhmi Singh fell deeply in love with a Muslim girl from an influential family of Abbottabad. They decided to elope but Harinder backed out. Then the news was conveyed to her father. Like a true father he admonished them and asked Harinder if he would convert to Islam to marry his daughter whom he would otherwise have killed. At that moment blind love drove Harinder to say YES. No other member in either families knew this. Harinder, as a Sikh started observing Roza (Fast) during Ramzan. He was my elder brother’s friend and our relative, and stayed upstairs with my brother in Pindi. Harinder had a small mustache and small beard. One day, as he was dressing up after applying wax to his mustache to twirl, one part came off. It looked very funny to a 14-year old, so I started laughing. Harinder shouted at the top of his voice, “Get out and run away, oye khanzeer (O’ Swine)!”. I ran away as fast as I could.

Old Bombay AirportAfter the Partition, we moved to Mussorie, India. Harinder moved to Delhi. In Karachi and Delhi some thing was cooking up to unite this couple. The girl along with her parents moved to Karachi (then capital of Pakistan) to get Harinder out to Pakistan by completing the required formalities without anybody’s knowledge. Harinder’s mother and other family members had no knowledge of his intention to marry and settle in Pakistan. I am sure some phone calls or letters must have been exchanged.

On the appointed day in 1948, Harinder flew from Delhi to Bombay, and the girl from Karachi to Bombay. Their marriage was solemnized as per Muslim custom. He took the name SALAH-UD-DIN IQBAL. They stayed in Bombay for two days and then flew to Karachi and then moved to Abbottabad. They later came to India on several times and visited us in Amritsar, Chandigarh and Delhi. We are told that the Pakistan Government had restored Harinder’s share of property to him.

Old photo of Cantt Bazaar, Abbottabad

The couple lived happily ever after, had no children and lived a blissful life. I am told they both passed away one after the other a few years back and are buried next to each other. May their souls find beautiful shelter in our maker’s blissful garden for a couple so deeply in love to break all man-made barriers.

This ends Part 3 of my Memoirs of Pindi. Continued to Part 4 ………

Related Pages:
“Pindi Memoirs by a Sikh Son of the Soil (Part 1)”
“Pindi Memoirs by a Sikh Son of the Soil (Part 2)”
“Pindi Memoirs by a Sikh Son of the Soil (Part 4)”
“Pindi Memoirs by a Sikh Son of the Soil (Part 5)”
Nostalgic Articles about Rawalpindi  
Rawalpindi Blog 

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  1. Ali Khan (Mohammad Ali Akbar says:

    I met the writer about six or seven years ago. He was visiting Pindi for the only time after partition. A distinguished gentleman in his mid 80s, soft spoken and distinguished. He has since passed on.

  2. Dears,
    I am living in Gawal Mandi Rawalpindi..
    I like to know about gawalmandi history…
    if you like I will take a some photos of old building about gawal mandi rawalpindi

  3. Saief Aousaf says:

    With due respect, tusana ni help chaahi no, meki Pindi nay baaray kuch dasso. Mahree rayhaish Lunda Bazar day wich aye (near Mohan mandir center of Bahbar Khana near Moti Bazar, old Bohri mohallah called Bohar Bazar near Kocha Sher Singh opposite Ambardan mandir and near Chtti Hatiyan).
    I live very near to great poet Bakishi’s house. At the opposite of my house is ‘Maai ka Mandir’ and at the back side of my house is mandir Sahgal which was built in 1868.

  4. Muhammad Khatiab says:

    In 1947 when every where killings were going on, my uncle’s friend Gopal Singh came to his home and he saved him. Later my uncle sent Gopal Singh to India. My uncle some times used to talk about his childhood friend. My uncle has died but we have still memories of Gopal Singh.

  5. I have revived so many memories but so far I have not heard of any one from Karachi, where there was a young man who was one of the sons of the owner of Chawla Market. That young man must now be in his mid fifties. That family was from Delhi.

  6. Yaqub Muhammad Ch. says:

    These articles are really the asset and record by living men of our century. Pindi has gone through a change which no other city in the sub continent experienced. These articles are encouraging. KJSM penned his memoirs as fresh as ever. We would like to hear more about Pindi from him. Rafique Ahmed Khan Saheb is the driving force behind these articles.
    Kind regards,

    • Dear Yaqub Sahib,
      Thank you for your kind remarks.
      To part with people with whom you lived your life and their and our ancestors lived theirs was indeed very tragic.

  7. Taren Lamba says:

    My family is originally from Rawalpindi. My great grandfather Bakshi Dewaan Chand Lamba and my granddad Bakshi Amolak Singh Lamba both came from Rawalpindi. Unfortunately my father lost a lot of his family during Partition and as he was only five years old at the time, he does not recall that much. I do have a document that gives me address in Bazar Dalagran. Would be great to hear from anyone that could give me more information on my family history.
    Here is my email address:

    • Taken Lamba ji,
      I was corrected by my elder brother who is 97. Sorry, our family did not come from Gujrat but from village Dwalian, District Jehlum after the Gakhars gave them the Title MALIK and lands around DERAA KHALSA and the village (MALIK). In Pindi, Sikh Bakshis
      were mainly from KONTRILA, best known being SARDAR BAHADUR BAKSHI JAGAT SINGH with many awards, titles and nearly 100 Maraba lands.
      I have vivid memories about DALGARAN DA BAZAR.
      I myself would like to hear from young Chawla of Chawla Market in Karachi, a complete stranger whom I met in Hotel Midway House. He took me around on tour of Karachi, during my visits as a senior Commander in then Air Lanka.
      It is a pity as people we carry no hatred but fundamentalists have hit us very hard.
      I have promised Rafiqur Khan Sahib and Rashid Cheema sahib (Editor) to write more about Pindi in December.

    • Mujib Aftab says:

      Dear Mr. Lamba,
      Though I left Rawalpindi long time back & lost most of the connections, but I am well aware of Bazar Dalgran. I will try to locate some old timer if still surviving to find out about Lamba family.

  8. Muhammad Pervaiz says:

    Sardar ji, thank you for your detailed story of Rawalpindi. I was student in Muslim High School No. 1, Saidpur Road. I desire to read more about this school and its principal Syed Niaz Ahmed Tirmizi who was my beloved teacher in 1969, thanks again.

    • Faisal Niaz Tirmizi says:

      Muhammad Pervaiz Sahib,
      I am the grandson of Syed Niaz Ahmed Tirmizi, Head Master of Muslim High School. He passed away in November 1983 when I was in Class IX. He was a great man who left his mark on many Pindiwaals. Even though he passed away 33 years ago, I always find flowers on his grave probably left by his students.

      • Faisal Sahib,
        Educationists are greater people than their students of that time.
        When in school (Khalsa High School, Saidpur Road, Rawalpindi) we did not have any Muslim teachers.
        Our Head Master was Master Sunder Sunder Singh. I have no knowledge about the Head Masters after 1947.
        Great gesture of your grandfather’s students to leave flowers on his grave. It shows love and affection for their GREAT teacher and his teachings.

  9. Maqsood Choudary says:

    Every time I come across articles like these, the lines of Ustad Daman (a famous Punjabi poet) come to my mind. Here are these lines:
    “Lalli akhian di pai dasdi ae rouy tusi we so, rouy assi we sann” (The redness of eyes is telling the whole story as we both cried missing each other).

  10. Sana Ullah says:

    Though I am neither native of Rawalpindi nor that old in comparison to the people those who have exchanged views, but I have lived many good years of my life in Rawalpindi. It has been real pleasure reading about the old Pindi and Pindiwals.

  11. Tahmeena Malik says:

    Your article made wonderful reading………the love story heart warming……..It is true “Love is eternal…….Love prevails”.
    Thank you.

  12. Dear Sardar Malik Kanwarjit Singh Ji,
    An excellent nostalgic article.

  13. You have written from the heart, Sirdar Jee, and the beauty of your soul shines through. Thank you for the privilege of sharing your memories.

  14. Dr. Pawan Chadha says:

    Dear Sardar Kanwarjit Singh Ji,
    I have read the three episodes of your article ‘Pindi Memoirs by a Sikh son of the soil’.
    Please accept my compliments on writing such a touching and detailed narrative on Pindi which I read with great pleasure and read it over again. Your writing style is very charming and I felt as if I was sitting together with you listening to the details.
    I noticed that your family had moved from Gujrat to Pindi, and I hope that you may be able to give me a visual tour of Gujrat of the first half of the 20th century. I am longing to hear and share some stories of my parents and grandparents lives and times.
    I was born in 1947 in New Delhi several weeks after Partition. My childhood was enriched with loving stories from our mother of the very affectionate life my parents and my paternal grandparents had lived in the town of Gujrat in an area known as Sheeshian Wala Darwaza.
    My father Mr. Trilok Nath Chadha and my uncle Mr. Ulfat Rai Chadha were a joint family in family business of our grandfather Mr. Ganpat Rai Chadha. My father had gone away to FC College Lahore where he attended around the years 1920 to 24.
    My grandfather had participated in the municipal elections several times but had not won. The Chadha family had strong relationships with the local Muslim friends. A close associate Mr. Ghulam Rasul saved my uncle’s life by hiding him in his house during the disturbance of Partition days. As a child growing up in Delhi, I used to look forward to letters from our parents’ Muslim friends in Gujrat, as I was a stamp collector and found Pakistan stamps attractive.
    We live in California. My wife and I practice medicine. Our two sons are also physicians in CA.
    I wish to thank Mr. Rashid Cheema for providing us the opportunity to interact on this blog.
    Dr. Pawan Chadha

  15. Thank you very much sir! I am really impressed to see old pictures of Rawalpind, Abbottabad and Murree. I live in Rawalpindi, I would be grateful if someone can send me old photos of Rawalpindi and adjoining areas on my email address:

  16. Maj Mujib Aftab (Retd) says:

    Great memories of Rawalpindi. I wanted to know about College Road. It had big beautiful bungalows. What type of people lived there?

    • OnCollege Rd,if lam correct was the Kothi of our Relation Bhagat Lachmi Narain a Leading Lawyer of Pindi and Dr. Shakuntla.Mr Bhatia principal of DAV College Pindi
      And a few more Gentrry both Hindu/Muslim.It was next to Company Bagh.

  17. These are great memories, I had heared from my ancestors but with these photos I jcan ust imagine that old time .. how beautiful it was?…. I missed that peiod although I was not the art of that time.. but the memories of our old ancestors are stilll alive. Thank you for this wonderful collection… jiye Bar-e-Sagheer hamara!!

  18. Sylvia Baig says:

    Beautiful and lovely article, to be read again and again!

  19. Kanwarjit Singh Malik says:

    Rashid Cheema Sahib (Editor),
    Thank you for publising Part 3 in your website. I still remember that wonderful couple in LOVE breaking all man made barriers.

  20. Harkinder Singh says:

    Kanwarjit Singh ji,
    Thank you very much for relating this wonderful story of love between the two wonderful human beings. If not more, then at least it matches the legendary love folk tales of Punjab, the Heer Ranjha, Laila Majnu, Mirza Sahiba, etc. I am sure if any sensitive poet of Punjab knew this real life story, he would have penned it in fascinating poetry of Punjab forever. I love it. I love it.
    Thank you, sir. Zindgi de khoobsoorat palaan nu tusee akhraan/Ghabdaan vich sambhaal ditta hai. Saday dilaan vichon aap ji daa bohut bohut shukryia. It is perfect plot for a romantic film!! May, Sri Akalpurakh, Waheguru ji, parvirdgaar bless you with more vigor to contribute happiness to all creation!!

  21. Great post. Sardar jee wapas aa jao. Othay Canada wich tussy ki kar rehy o, jad tuhada dill uthay nain hi ga?

    • Dr. Makni and Harkinder Ji,
      Thank you very much. In my three episodes I have bared what I remembered of place of my birth. I am a man of Peace, hate Wars. I remember the peaceful atmosphere existing between Communities, till the madness of Azadi took over.
      The religious uneducated took over and spread hatred.

    • Alauddin Sheikh says:

      Dr. Makni,
      I was born in Rawalpindi in Kartar Pura on the back side of very big building now Vocational School. I am 65 years old, studied in Sir Syed School, Mall Road, then to Gordon College and later on to University. Can you please send something about Kartar Pura and Banni where it used to be a water pond? Can you give me your email, or WhatsApp? I want to send some photographs what Pindi is now. LETS REMEMBER RAWALPINDI, OLD, NOW AND IN FUTURE.

      • KANWAR jit Singh Malik says:

        Dear Alauddin Sahib,
        Regarding Kartar Pura, I don’t know the owners of that land but most houses up to Bani Mai Veeran (Wife of Sain Sahib) belonged to Hindu/Sikh families.

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