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Farishton ki nagari mei mein aa gaya hun! I have landed in the city of angels! This was the song, filling the atmosphere, when the family had arrived in Simla in 1969. Everything in this beautiful hill station was touched by magic. Especially for the little girl, it was a magical land, heavenly, a land …
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For all those years, when the kids were growing up in Himachal, the transitory nature of their life didn’t allow them to stay at any one place for longer than two or at the most three years. Their father, Principal Ram Murti Sharma would get transferred after every couple of years, so, their connection with …
Una was the newest town of Himachal, where, Principal R. M. Sharma, the girl’s father was transferred from Nahan in 1969. Situated at the doorway to the land of the seven goddesses, Chintpurni, and other different forms of Mata Rani, in Kangra district of Himachal, Una had been a part of Punjab till 1966, where, …
Continue reading “No 36. Una, the story of a town, that at heart was a village, actually!”
Each holiday, the little girl would come to spend a few days, or sometimes a few weeks, with her grandparents in Chandigarh. And each time used to be a special time! This post tells about one of the many typical days, she had spent there, and one of the many stories that their paternal grandmother, …
Nahan, the town beautiful in Himachal, where the little girl and her family had moved in 1966, will remain another memorable chapter in her book of life and that of her siblings. It was in Nahan, where the kids actually grew up. It was here, where life for each of them changed completely, as they …
Part 1 In 1963, the family arrived in Mandi, which is another town in Himachal, when the little girl’s father, Ram Murti Sharma became the principal of the Government Degree College in Mandi. Uprooted from their comfort zone in Bilaspur, the family shifted from the principal’s kothi in Bilaspur to the principal’s bungalow in Mandi. And the …
It seemed odd, almost unreal, but then it was real too, quite solid, as she was there, yet also a bit strange, yes, that is how the little girl felt about waking up in her new house in Bilaspur. She had only arrived in Bilaspur the previous evening with her Papaji, and Biji, and her …
Continue reading “No. 33. Bilaspur: Tokens of friendships & lessons of growing up”
It was Solan, another small hilly town in Himachal, where the family had moved after the little girl’s father got transferred from Bilaspur. They lived in a big house, a bit longish, with two verandas, one at the front and the second at the back, running the length of the whole house, and there were …
The girl was 4 years old, and perhaps it was her first week at kindergarten, where she had come with her older brother, whose school was next door. The brother was supposed to have taken her inside the building and leave her there, but he had been too much in a hurry to go and …
After the independence, and the partition of India, the ensuing circumstances forced many Indians to leave their homes. However, the idea of going to a completely unknown place to live, in a way also encouraged them to take themselves away from the known, but now lost homes, to new places in free India. Places where …
Stories of the past, present & future