School offers playing facility for students in boarding & to day scholars!!!
Day Scholars?
It was a total new announcement that shocked everybody.
Since Aftab saheb made it very clear, therefore many of us decided to join, evening session of play.
So, we went & assembles infront of Sadar darwaza after ASR prayer.
Aftab saheb came & sticks to play hockey were distributed.
Because of first day, few of gets te broken sticks & were very happy.
Those broken sticks were better than own crafted sticks, we used to play earlier.
Running in the ground given a lot of stamina but no ball.
We went to Aftab saheb & requested to bring new sticks & he agreed.
After few weeks, new sticks arrived.
We were very happy.
Assembled again infront of sadar darwaza.
Aftab saheb came & stands near sticks.
He then starts calling students by their name.
"Saeed"(his son), come & collect your stick, saeed went & chosen a new stick.
Akbar....Irfan....etc etc.
He finished all those live in hostel before asking kamil, talib, shakeel, Monis to collect their sticks.
There was nothing left there.
New one taken by hostelers.
The one remained was defective, as abandoned by them.
I was lucky to get a complete stick.
What if the wrapping has gone!!
It became very clear that if we have to learn Hockey, the we must learn by the same or leave the field.
We have continued with the same.
Although i never represent my school anywhere except for few matches played in higher secondary school ground & in TTI, but many of other like Kamil, Talib,Shakeel & Monis have represented school in many tournaments.
Shakeel, Kamil & Monis excel their game further & represent university.
All the grudges have gone with the time, as respect always comes first for the teachers in middle & higher secondary school.
Aftab Saheb was also respected by all like we respect other teachers.
It was Aftab saheb who used to give DONGA & KANGHA to all who participate in annual sports.
This blog is for all, belongs to JAMIA MILLIA ISLAMIA, Maulana Mohammed Ali Jauhar Marg, New Delhi.110025, India. Iam here to start posting the golden memories of student hood. There is no body without those unforgettable moments. So!! why to wait? lets begin from here. Who knows these memories from different people at different time in jamia turned out to be an asset!
Jamia ka Tarana
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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
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