I Still Remember a small town by O P Narula

Author:O P Narula [Narula, O P]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mobilism
Publisher: Srishti Publishers & Distributors
Published: 2011-11-02T00:00:00+00:00

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Opana was now fifteen and a half years old but nobody had so far seriously thought of a career for him. This was quite common in the education system that prevailed then. It was not career-oriented and seemed aimless. The career opportunities available were few and not very well known or understood. The whole system was designed to produce literate babus or low grade clerks, patwaris, overseers, primary school teachers, etc., to help in running the administration of the Empire. Having done well and having a father who could afford to send him to a university, for Opana the next logical step was to join a college. So in 1940, he said goodbye to Daska. He did not know then that it was to be for ever. He spent the next seven years at the University in Lahore and then the country was split into two – India and Pakistan. Except for some summer vacations that were partly spent in Daska, he left it for ever in May 1940. But he never forgot it. Years later, sitting in solitude, he continued to transport himself to Bhagel Singh Ki Kothi, the Church of Scotland Mission High School, the Raya Branch of the Upper Chenab Canal, the Qabar Bazaar, the famous gurdwara – the site of Sikh morchas, Rama Mota's pakora shop, the Ram Lila, Namdhari's Diwan, the various sights and sounds of a commonplace humdrum small town in West Punjab – his very own hometown. His eyes never failed to light up on spotting the name Daska even on a map, a town whose street-plan he could draw – just as it was then – but perhaps no longer the same.

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