JUMMAN BHAI was a prominent personality of jamia senior secondary school.
Basically he was responsible for many things in school other than administrative & teaching job.
Right from ringing of bell to provide mouse for dissection in biology lab, he was absolute.
Jumman bhai was having many friends with no enemy.
He was always smiley with cracking jokes to all the people.
It is very difficult for me to key down personality of jumman bhai, as he was a multidimensional man.
I still wonder from where he used to get rats for the laboratory?
There were three hostels in Jamia senior secondary school & I have witnessed many students going to jumman bhai’s house (within school boundary & adjacent to hostel-3) & taking breakfast, lunch & dinner. All free of cost.
During school time, many girls used to visit his house & the care shown by his entire family was beyond explanation.
If any hosteler is sick, it is jumman bhai, who used to take care of him.
Right from taking him to dispensary (Ansari health center), bringing back him to his house, comforting him with tea, milk & all kind of available facilities of home.
I never found any body complaining of jumman bhai right from students to the staff.
If some body dies then it was jumman bhai & his family who arrive first to console them.
When it comes to collecting money for Jamia masjid, it was jumman bhai & family along with mirza family who leads the way.
His support was not limited to the students of jamia senior secondary school; it went up to fine arts department situated next to school.
Iam sure that his earnings were way lesser than the teaching staff, but he leads all of them in many ways.
He was the one who even dare go to abdul haq khan saheb to influence his decision if it comes to the benefit of any student & was very much successful.
Although short in height by nature, his real height was more than many big people around.
If some body asks me what are the values of Jamia Millia Islamia & what culture does it have?
I will simply reply to him, go & meet Jumman bhai;
Love & affection for all, big heart to accommodate every one, gratitude, courage to share even if he doesnot have, bring smile to some one even he is in pain, teaching the practical things to the students even he was not a teacher, getting them familiar with truth of life by help of easy & thoughtful examples, taking initiative to help the needy are few features of Jumman bhai rather, feature of My beloved institution, JAMIA MILLIA ISLAMIA.
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

Showing posts with label Journey to Sr.Sec.School-12(Jumman Bhai). Show all posts
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Sep 12, 2007
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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