Buzz Batta

in bits and pieces
Saw it on the way to Gulmarg. Lal Ded maternity Hospital is at Raj Bagh. This hoarding was probably for a State hospital….maybe Jhelum Valley Medical College and Hospital, Bemina. Like many, I was born at Lal Ded maternity Hospital.

meenu kya ows?
A,B,C ti X,Y,Zed
Conversation goes something like this. Conversation went like this for a couple of years. I would hear my father and uncle talk in these codes after each time one of them would return for a marriage ‘reception’ lunch. They wouldn’t tell me what ABC and XYZed stood for. It was some sort of code for the’ standard’ dishes served at these functions. My guess: ABC stood for three vegetarian dishes – Rajma, Chaman (Paneer), and Dum Aloo; XYZ stood for Rogan Josh, Mutsch (how the hell does one write Kashmiri words in Angreez script! It’s the mince meant dish.) and Yakhani. Even if the dishes on the menu were different or more in number, the ABCXYZed code would remain unchanged. I infer it actually means – the feast was a standard belly and artery fulfilling affair. And I guess they would add LMNOPQ…nah A to Z and 0-9 to the code if someday they talk about thirty-six dish Wazwan.
Anyway, here are the photographs of some of these dishes.
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Yes, it was all Boofay. Had ABC and XYZed. And yes there was Macaroni and some other dishes too. Would that be Alpha, Beta, Gamma?
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For Kashmiri recipes check out koshursaal.com

Common Terms and Phrases most used in Shalimar the Clown
Via. Google Books

Kashmiri word for Makhanay – Jewer’go’tch. These are usually consumed – raw, roasted or cooked – on holy ‘fast’ days as they are considered to be ‘Kand mool‘, food-root , hence Sroo’tch or pure. Makhanay are a actually seeds of plant that belongs to lily family and to the English speaking world these are better known as Fox Nut
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Kand Mool khati thi woh, Kand Mool khati thi
– a Hindi saying.

sleepy

Ganpatyar Temple, Ganpat Yarbal, near Habba Kadal

An ancient Ganesh temple of Kashmir.



Names engraved in stone.


Ancient deities at the door – Bhairav(? Update [2017: Vishnu, one face boar, one face lion, similar found from Martand temple]) keeps guard.

Ganeesh of Ganpatyar.


Wish.Threads tied to the window.

Residents.

Ganeesh Ghat School, right side wall of the temple.
Markings on the window indicate that it’s used as a camp by the security people.
I was told my maternal grandfather studied here till his third or second grade.

Right bank of Jehlum as seen from the Ganpatyar temple (also on the right).

Left bank of Jehlum
Jehlum, as it flows through Srinagar, is lined with ancient temples on its banks.

An empty house.
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A security man posted at the gate said he’s from Chandrapur. I know the place, it’s near Nagpur in Maharashtra. In summers the temperature can go up to 47 degree Celsius and burn the skin off your back . He knows why he is here and doesn’t mix words while explaining it to the visitors. He said that the day they are out of here,’ none of this would stand’.
As I looked for the ghat, a Sikh security man explained that the ghat isn’t accessible from the temple.

Monday was a big day, she kept a plate of yellow rice out in the balcony…not on the roof. its an offering to a god, birds and now some squirrel too. I come from a family of fire worshipers.
Monday was the day of my family’s Isht Devi – Jawalaji of Khrew, a place about 13 miles from Srinagar.
Here the temple dedicated to this volcanic goddess is built atop a 200 feet high hillock. I read that the kul devi cult arrived in kashmir in around 12th century with the rise of Shakti worship.
[Read more here]
I have never been to the place, but I have been told that the temple is actually in forest area and in old days big cats used to haunt the trails. I read that the last great volcanic flame, no less than two feet, was last recorded here in 1962. A six feet stone kept in the temple has turned black, facing fire all this time. It is holy.
Some desolate looking old Kashmiri pandit houses and some new houses in the process of build. I knew we won’t be stopping to look at these monuments, we were heading for the temple at Ganpatyaar. So, as the mini-van drove down these ancient lanes of Habba Kadal, I clicked frantically. Terrible thoughts. Everyone glum. Van moves on. Fast. Only good thing: camera had some sort image stabilization that worked, almost.

That top floor is a dub construction – in which you get extra floor space.

Cry rings out: Batte ghar. Batte ghar.
Gatkaar

House next door.

Another dub. More floor space. Great joy sitting at the window on a warm and sunny winter day.
How do people manage to take wire free photographs. You won’t see them here.

Two houses in intimate conversation.
Last night food had no salt. When he enquired, she told him, “Old fool, you have lost your mind. Just Eat.” So how was your last night. No they don’t share bed anymore. So how was your last night.

Old style brick work.

See how the bricks fall in place and window fit in.

A by lane.

Snubbed out of frame.

New brick work. It means hotter summers.

Squeeze.