Jamia Middle School...Art Teacher (hafizuddin Sahib)

• Ek, Do, Teen (One, two, three), Khamosh!! (Quiet),
  This was a normal hearing during art class conducted by Hafeezuddin sahib to keep the students quiet during Art period in jamia middle school.
  Very tall, thin & slightly dark complexion man with conical shape beard, white topi & wasket of khadi gram uddyog.
  With this attire & a different attitude, Hafiz sahib was al together carry a different persona in school.
  I don’t remember exactly, but in nutshell he tried his level best to teach us art & many of us turned to be a big zero in arts including myself.
  The funniest thing we learned was his style to make the class quiet.
  Ek, Do, Teen was always an alarm to sealed the lips.
  As a steroid, he used to keep one stick always with him.
  In first attempt no body cares to listens Ek, Do Teen, until he repeat it three to four times before punishing the rest with the stick.
  Once he succeeds in keeping the pupil of first rows he moves to last rows allowing the first rows to starts chatting again.
  There fore, stick was always an effective & last resort.
  Keep your drawing note book, HB, HB1, B1 pencil, eraser, sharpener, water paints on the desk!
  None of students ever has all the accessories available with them.
  After all these repeated frustrating non cooperation from students, Hafizuddin sahib used to remain determined towards his teaching.
  He then used to move on black board with chalk & a duster in hands.
  I never witnessed that he ever progressed more than three to four themes during my entire art classes.
  Every grade we move, he updates the same models & asked us to generate the same with a clear cut understanding that we will never going to make up.
  He was right.
  I never generated more than three themes.
  1)Two cubes
  2) Two cubes with a utensil
  3) Human face out line
  4) Scenery.
  Now the last option always comes when he left the choice on students with a topic to draw “Man pasand” (your choice).
  It was the best options for many of us; we never hesitate to draw a mountain, setting sun, a river coming down having a hut on the bank of it, a boat, and lot of grass, a palm tree & outline of many birds returning home.
  
  May be 100 times we drew it.
  
  Hafizuddin sahib was patient enough to check all those repeated drawings with his remarks.
  During teaching & practicing, he taught us to adjudge the things in real & transform them on paper proportionately.
  Unfortunately, I never understood this funda despite of his grave efforts.
  Some times he beats the arrogant & dumb art students like me with duster, which in fact was painful.
  Girls were little sensible in their approach.
  Although they all were not very good in arts but their works were neat, tidy & clean all the times that fetched them high marks.
  Hafiz sahib was having a nick name given by Unknown but inherited to us by our seniors.
  "Chuggi balla"
  I never understand the full meaning of it; however it was really funny at that age to repeat this nick among friends.
  May be due to his height & type of beard some one has given this name.
  Although I know this is bad to give nicks to teachers but during school days, it was a normal practice & the one among few entertainments.
  If I regret at this age of that kind of attitude, then I will be denying a full student life, however, it can always be forgiven on the basis of childhood.
  Hafiz sahib was the most wanted & busiest person during one day’s school & talimi mela later.
  All the artworks, cutouts were under his supervision & students took benefits by working under his guidance.
  But there were few who slipped to his camp during those days just to grab a token in favor of Canteen to grab tea & samosas.
  According to Hafiz sahib every thing was an art & there fore few consider cheating him for the sake of samosa & tea as an ART!!!.
  I was among those who believe in Samosa & tea at that time back in 1980’s.