Jamia ka Tarana

Jamia ka Tarana

Mar 22, 2007

Past tense..Jamia Middle School


It is really difficult to pen every thing happened during school days.
Middle school, was the golden time of my life, right from grade-I till grade-VIII, Beautiful eight years of life.
The common entrance of both school what you see today was there since i enter to first grade, there was a D-shape small park at the entrance(we used to call it D),small black color short height iron gate to school.
Sadar darwaza, was the assembly point & the place of most of the happenings.
Class rooms at ground floor & hostel at first.
Little further (when you go straight from the entrance)what you see now is a common big block of Middle & higher secondary school, was then only two buildings.
One double storey with attached single storey & behind was playground & FAUJDAR ki Nursery.
There were two blocks of single storey class room while coming out from jamia mosque.
I don't remember but may be 7-8 class rooms on each side.
When you face towards mosque, on left after class rooms, Mehboob saheb (Marhoom),Asrar Saheb (marhoom) used to reside.
You go further left to find out BAGHBANI area stretched up to MUSHTAQ bhai's house.
On your right another stretch of 7-8 classrooms, open area,descends to playground & Muzaffar Bhai's canteen.
We used to have a small amphitheatre, actually i have seen the ruins of it during my school days, may be some one older than me can confirm its existence.
Next to principal office & opposite to Mehmood manzil (hostel) there was an area designated for Children's zoo.
Yes, it was an highlight of Jamia middle school.
One of my classmate "Najeeb sultan sherwani" used to maintain the zoo.
Najeeb came from a wealthy background & if iam not wrong then once he told me that he has a share in some "torch company" {forget the name of company}.
Najeeb was so possessive about the upkeep of "Chidia Ghar" that he used to skip classes, face shouting of teachers, take anything head on that comes in between him & his beloved chidiya ghar.
I remember his obsession as both were the synonym of each other.
Whenever someone talks about Chidia ghar then first thing that comes to anyone's mind was his (Najeev's) innocent face, always smiling.
He used to visit Jamia staff quarters, nearby localities wherever he got a clue of "Pigeons" "Rabbit" "ducks" etc etc.
I saw him once in my Mamu's house who used live in Dampoo's in Jamia college Where Najeeb was playing with pigeons & trying to take few to Chidia Ghar.
He used to spend all his pocket money on the maintenance of Chidia ghar as iam unaware if school used to help him or not but he was found always short of money.
He was among the top hostlers who lives with day-scholars most of the time & has bitter relationship with his room mates.
It wasn't his trait but weakness that brought him near to day-scholars because few of them have possession of his choice at their homes.
Time passed & I saw nothing when I visited school in 2004.
If I would have given a chance then I will certainly make every student of middle school aware of those golden days with Najeeb's name in GOLD inscripted & associated with the Chidia Ghar.
I have seen many rabbits,swans,ducks,pigeons,hen, deer,peacock, no snake & lion at that time.
The zoo also had one small pond & a covered dome.

I dont think that any school of that time & even todays offers the facility of zoo like what jamia middle school offered 25 years bck.

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Jamia ka tarana (english)

This is the land of my hopes
This is the land of my dreams
This is where men with zeal stayed
Men who answered the leaders' call
It is here that torn-off love
Found the cohesive chords
It is here that wayward passions
Formed into frenzied love
It is here that the wild tulip learnt
How to make the scar of heart aglow
This is the land of my hopes
This is the land of my dreams
This is the place of men of vision
And of those with a challenging thought
Every morning here is new
And every evening newer still
Different is this tavern
And different are its norms
Different are the dancing cups
And different is their dance
Here drinking begets thirst a new
And different is this tavern's call
This is the land of my hopes
This is the land of my dreams
Here, conscience is the beacon light
And conscience is the guide
Here is the Mecca of heart resides the guiding faith
Ceaseless movement is our faith
And blasphemy it is to stay still
Here, the destined goal is the march on and on
Here, the swimming urge seeks
Newer and newer storms
Restless wave itself is our resurrected shore

Translated by: Prof. M. Zakir