By Brig Asad Hakeem (2nd SSC)
Well, I have been living in Pindi and Islamabad since 1963 and studied in Central Govt Model School’s senior section (Class 6 to matric) near Chandni Chowk, ‘C’ Block, Satellite Town. Its junior section was in ‘A’ Block, Sattellite Town. I used to live in 1-C with the ‘A’ Block just across the street. This Model School was the pioneer school of all the model schools that we have in Islamabad today. In the senior section we had coeducation classes of around 25 students.
Just across our house M.r Sher Zaman Babar an ICS officer and a Joint Secy at that time lived. I saw him cycling to office occasionally. We had American and Iranian Embassies in Satellite Town near our house and lot of Americans lived in A Block. Law Ministry, in which my father worked, was in the hangars in Chaklala (Now Army Stationary Depot is located there). The PTV Station at Chaklala was one Km away from my father’s office.
For getting training of hockey, I cycled from Satellite Town to Army Stadium a number of times and would never forget the juice of gannas (Sugarcane) with tukham malanga at Taillee Mohallah where there are still some Gratto (Jalaibee) Shops. I also remember Majid Jehangir scoring a century before lunch in Pindi Club Ground against an English team, if my memory is serving me right.
Later we shifted to 101-A, Satellite Town which was later Passport Office and now Alladdin Shaadi Hall stands there. Once I walked from my house to Faizabad with the funeral of Ch. Ghulam Abbas, a famous Kashmiri leader. Would you believe, we at times cycled from our school to Zero Point, Islamabad and hardly a couple of cars would cross us.
I vividly remember the horrific scenes of Shuhadas of 6 Sep 65 bombing in Sadiq Abad just behind our house and the roar of F-104s following the already retreating Indian aircraft. At that time there were all open fields behind the boundary wall of our house in C Block, Satellite Town. Once in the summer afternoon we moved cross-country to tress pass into the Air Field (Now Benazir International Airport) and climbed up a freighter aircraft to steal some reported clocks but without luck. In fact, somebody mistook the gadgets as watches. Ha ha ha…..
And now the answer to the question which Cheema posed in his article “Nostalgic Memories of Rawalpindi” (The Question was, “Does anyone remember the name of bald owner of Super’s Ice Cream & Restaurant at Bank Road?”). The name of that Ganja (Bald) was Mukhtar. Myself and quite a few of our school fellows used to tease him on telephone. A group would go and sit in the Super’s and another group would give him a ring and inquire if he could do outside catering. After fixing up the menu rates and the date of delivery, the other group would say,”It would be on one condition.”
He would say “Jee Sir, jee Sir! What is the condition?”
The group leader would say, “Kukkar ganjay honay chahian.”
On hearing this, he used to buck down under the counter and hurl abuses while those sitting in the Ice Cream Parlour would watch the poor guy’s plight and enjoy themselves at his cost. May Allah forgive us.
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