Jamia ka Tarana

Jamia ka Tarana

Sep 23, 2007

Jamia Millia Islamia...Jamia Sr.Sec.School

Malik sarwar khan inami, was our chemistry teacher in XI & XII in (1985-87).
Chemistry wasn’t a subject to talk much about but differs from other subject due to separate laboratory & peculiar style of teaching by Malik sahib.
He was a shorter height healthy person, with nice beard & bright face.
A smart person altogether.
He used to come to the class before five minutes & wait in his lab before appears behind the curtain to class room.
The first thing he does is to pick chalk & write “Chemistry” with date on black board.
Then holding chalk in his hand, he starts delivering the lecture in English, without a single word of Urdu.
Some time when he uses to call wasi sahib, his lab assistance in Urdu, he delivers Urdu in English style.
No joke, no smile, just flat teaching & in short a boring 40 minutes period.
Another specialty he used to say before ending his lecture was “rest we shall take to the next turn”
Other than few girls & buttering boys in front row, we all were fed up with dryness in class.
Some time when we talk about him, we used to describe him in chemistry that Malik sahib is although an inert gas but pale yellow with pungent smell.
There was not a single doubt abut his teaching. He was very serious & sincere in class. Used to deliver & finish syllabus in time disregard if it has been understood by students or not.
One funny thing was passed on to us by our senior was his nick name “MATRU
His nick was the only way of entertainment for us.
I guess they termed him Matru due to his appearance & fast walking. (It may be derived from matar ka dana, which is round in shape & roll easily).
One day while waiting for him in class, he gets little late, students were sitting, chatting & laughing in class.
HZS was standing next to window overlooking principal office, just to alarm in case he arrives.
Suddenly he starts shouting “Matru aa gaya”, “Matru aa gaya” ( matru arrives).
He forgets that his voice can heard out side easily.
He kept shouting till he remain 10-15meters away & then every one went quiet & took respective places.
As usual Malik sahib went to lab washed his hands & appeared behind the curtain.
Instead going to black board where many of tried to write “Chemistry” in his style & forget to wipe it, he asked only one question. “Who was saying matru aa gaya”!!
Tell me “Who was saying matru aa gaya
Pin drop silent.
No body wants to utter a single word.
Actually no body likes him; there fore he had no “chamchas” in class.
He waited before some one dares to accept, but to no avail.
He finally ordered “wasi sahib zara qamchi laayyega” (Mr.wasi please bring the stick)
Wasi sahib brought the stick; he asked every one to line up & he stand on the exit door.
One by one he punished every one with stick & adjourned the class in anguish.
Every one was happy to get additional 10-15 minutes of fun.
Once he took sessional test, I attempt it & person next to me QMD copied the same wording & without a single thought the same line was copied as it is by the whole row about seven students.
It was a rare incidence that we saw Malik sahib smiling in a satirical way & questioned, how it is possible that every one written same line with same wording?
He finally written off that question & none of us secured any marks on that.

We have noticed a drastic change towards ending of session of class XII.
He became little polite.

Actually he has started coaching for engineering entrance exams & invites many class XII students to join.
During 1986-87, he charged handsome amount from students, there fore majority of them couldn’t avail.
While coming out from examination hall after attempting entrance for engineering, we found Malik sahib standing out with few of his people approaching every single student of jamia senior secondary school to retrieve the questions.
His efforts didn’t stopped there, once he caught me in front of kewal store & talked to me for the same business.
Finally he succeeded in compiling list of model papers for entrance exams & for sure it brings nice fruit for him.
Looking back now from 2007 to 1987, I found that may be we were right in our thinking but Malik sahib was not wrong as per the materialistic approach.
He was doing exactly what a professional has to do.
At least he was doing all his efforts to make money rather trying to eat jamia, which in fact becomes the normal practice later.


  1. Dear Zubair,

    your text & and subject is disheartening. it was not the fault of Mr Malik, who's teaching style didn't suite you....but its you who were never prepared to learn chemistry...ask yourself how many times you fellows put question for Mr. Malik on any particular subject, if it is beyond your reach.

    Malik Sir was a thorough professional, who doest allow children to hang around.....he was always focused. Till we reached in class XI we always dream of to learn chemistry with lab practice, as usual our first interaction with Malik sir was nervous and full of anxiety. he delivered his introductory lecture in English as we used to learn chemistry from mr.Tasarruf wo dictates the chemistry notes in urdu....!!!!so what a fun of learning chemistry in the format of " Elme Kimiya " what ever... after reciving the lectures from mr. Malik we tried to cope with him with our collective understanding in the class room... I found him a very english obsessive man and one fine morning I wish him " Good Morning" he DELIVERED a 15 minutes lecture in urdu on our cult and importance of saying asslam olaykum...
    so apart from chemistry he taught me one of the most important thing...

  2. Dear Emamuddin,
    Thank you very much for your valuable time on this blog.
    Also, my aim is to write happenings disregard of fault finding during that time & you have all the rights to disagree with me.
    But again, this is not to initiate any debate.
    I thought a lot before permitting your text here, this doesnt mean that i agree with your comment in first paragraph!
    Students understanding & ability cant be judge by the number of question he/she ask or raise during class session.
    I never question Malik saheb's ability as it is beyond my limits.
    Iam sorry emamuddin but i disagree with your statement.
    Although, iam not a chemical engineer or chemist....But, people from the background "ilm-e-kimya" did well in examination of XI Sc A & there after as compared to the students hailed from convent background.
    If you have doubt then you can go school & check records.
    For your information, yes i was not good in other but very good in ORGANIC chemistry.
    Once again, i repeat, this is history & happenings of that time.
    Good or bad, right or wrong, i cant change it now.

  3. Hi All

    Resp Sir/Maam
    I m sorry to bother you all but I m trying to search for an English teacher Usha Arora who was teaching in Jamia Millia Secondry School in early 1960's.
    I m sure after marriage she should be Mrs Usha_____.SHe had younger brother Ashok Arora and a sister Saroj
    There Dad was Hakim with Dispensery of Delhi Municipality...
    Had stayed in Address was 55G, Dhakka Coloney, Kingsway Camp, near Narinkari Ashram

    Would highly appreciate If anyone has an Iota information

    Please ignore the message if offended anyone's sentiments.

    Warm Regards

  4. please send your email address or contact details.

  5. sir i want to know about how to admit my nephew in JMI in class 5th. Presently he is studing in class 4th in St.Xaviers school muzaffarpur.

    please guide me. and send me syllabus of Std. 5th.

    thanks and Regards
    E-Mail - mujtabahassan4@gmail.com


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