Postcards from Kashmir


A photo presentation on vintage postcards of Kashmir shared generously by Michael Thomas of Pipal Press from his personal collection. These were collected by his wife Jean Thomas.

Music courtesy of RaviMech Studio

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Although I have added captions to the video, here’s the listing details of 36 images provided by Michael Thomas.

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Srinagar, Kashmir – writing on side. 1903.
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Shepherdess, Kashmir. [Also, known as ‘the shepherd’s daughter”, from the book ‘The Charm of Kashmir’ (1920)]
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Mur Canal. Nalla-e-Mar.
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Nautch Girl
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A Kashmir Boat Girl
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A Boatman
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Kashmir Dungas
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Kashmir Woman Spinning
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A Peasant Girl, Kashmir
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Srinagar Above 7th Bridge, Kashmir
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Srinagar, River View from bridge
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Mar Canal
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Srinagar and bridge of Shops
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City and the third Bridge
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Shalamar Gardens
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Nishat Bagh
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Bara Mola (Baramulla/Varmul)
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A houseboat at Baramulla
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Town of Baramulla (Wrong caption, actually view of Srinagar)
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Dal Lake
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Crossing Woolar Lake
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Kashmir in Winter
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Srinagar, The Palace
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A Dungar or Kashmir Boat
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Lotus Lilies, Dhal Lake
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Photograph of Dal Lake. 1946.
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Boatman, Dall Lake
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Kashmir, Moonshee, Bach, Commissioner’s Boat
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Dall Lake. 1930
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The Presidency, Srinagar
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Srinagar, Another Bridge [Probably, Baramulla Bridge ]
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Gulmarg
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Pastoral View, Sind Valley
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Ladakhis and Yaks, Sind Valley

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Maybe, sometime soon I will make another presentation on the postcards in my collection.

On a side note, I wish more Kashmiris would start using captions for their video, especially on music video. 

View-Master Kashmir, 1952

An interesting addition to the archive.
A View-Master Reel of Kashmir from 1952. There are seven images (14 for 3d effect) shot on full color Kodachrome film.

Right now, I don’t have the viewer for it so spent the day hacking up a basic viewer out of a card box.

The result….an experiment in color and sound.

Update: 16th Jan 2014

Finally got a viewer.
 

Flute Player, 1922

Kashmiri Pundit Playing the Flute
Every Note in Kashmiri Music is overlaid with Grave Notes, to give brilliance to the performance
Photograph by Pandit Vishinath Kampassi

“The melodies belonging to the lakes and rivers are of course unlike those of the mountains. Never shall I forget the charm of being paddled in our shikara, one beautiful moonlight night on the Dal Lake in Kashmir, with our crew singing softly a well-known boatman’s song punctuated by the rhythemic stroke of the paddles. An equally idyllic memory springs to my mind of the fine forests on the mountainous sides of the Lolab valley, and, seated beneath the shade of a lofty pine, a slender stripling playing plaintively upon his simple wooden flageolet. This mournful melody was called “The Parrot” and its theme was a tale of a lady taken captive to Kashmir, who released her favourite parrot to carry a chenar leaf in its beak as a message to her lover. “

“Shikara” on the Dal Lake with Kashmiri Fluting
A Shikara Ride on the Dal Lake, on a Beautiful Moonlight Night, with the Crew Singling Softly a Boatman’s
Song Punctuated by the Rhythmic Stroke of the Paddles, Leaves an Idyllic Memory
Photograph by Pandit Vishinath Kampassi

From ‘Asia : journal of the American Asiatic Association (Volume v.22, November 1922)’, ‘Echoes of Himalayan Flutes’ by Muriel Percy Brown (1874-1943), daughter of Sir Adelbert Talbot, Resident of Kashmir from 1896 to 1900, and wife of art historian Percy Brown. She is more famous for  here book, ‘Chenar Leaves: Poems of Kashmir’ (1921)
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Child’s Play: Child Marriages



Kings, Queens, Poets, Muses and Commons. They all were married as a child. 

“The Boy on the horse is a Bridegroom off for his wedding to a girl nine years old.
He looked scared to death as we passed.”

Photograph: ‘Random Ramblings in India’ (1928) by William H. Danforth.

Kashmiri Pandit Child marriage
(probably) 1920s

Photograph: ‘Fifty years against the stream: The story of a school in Kashmir, 1880-1930’ by E.D. Tyndale-Biscoe

“The young Kashmir girl in her best clothes, standing besides her grandfather, was being prepared for her betrothal. They wait in one of Srinagar’s narrow alleys”

Photograph: ‘Of Sea and Land’ (1945) by Tom Lakeman

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My grandmother was well on way to becoming an exception. Kashmir was changing. She was studying in fifth standard. Her father was a teacher. But she too was married at the age of around fourteen to a man recently out of his teens. The tribal attack of 1947 made people anxious and girls were married off in a hurry. Her education was complete.

She taught me how to spell ‘धन्यवाद’.

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A strange wedding song, 1877

Kashmiri Dancing Girl
by V. C. Prinsep

An extract from Imperial India; an artist’s journals’ (1879) by V. C. Prinsep, who visited Kashmir around 1877.

One evening I went to a wedding. I was not allowed to join in the ceremony, but viewed the proceedings from an upper window. Seven days the tomasha had lasted, and day and night were women howling congratulatory verses to the bridegroom who sat feasting with his intimates the while. On a certain day rings are put into the bride’s ears and nose; on another her hands are marked with henna, and so on. She lived in a house hard by, where the happy man was allowed to see her for a short time each day, being conducted to and fro with mush ceremony and many torches stinking and reeking, as I found to my cost. I have taken down many of the distiches sung on the occasion, and am trying to get them translated, when, if they are worth it, I will add them to my diary. The continued howling of the women becomes very irksome after a time, and although the sight was curious, I was glad to get away after a couple of hours. The bride was nine years old.
The following is a translation of the songs sung at a Kashmirree wedding [by Major Henderson, C.S.I., the political officer in Kashmir]: –
Mother of the Bridegroom to the Bridegroom.
Urge on thy steed in every direction.
I will prepare thy seat in the garden pavilion:
On thy right the Koran, on thy left the necklace.
Thou art worthy to be called Lalla Gopal!

The Lalla Gopal in the verse needed some explanation. A note in the book adds, ‘Lalla Gopal, one of the names of Krishna, who was supposed to have been the type of loveliness. Curious, this, when sung by a Mohammedan!’
Prinsep further explains:

The song is a good picture of the manners of the country, and the way that the Moslem and hindoo customs have acted on each other. Whilst at Sreenugger I have painted two or three nautch girls, and it was through them that I got to this wedding, as they were amongst the singers. now these girls, like most nautch girls in India, were all Moslemehs, yet had they all the caste feeling of Hindoo. Of moral sentiment they were entirely innocent, but they would never permit any one to drink out of their cup or smoke from their hookah, and they always went about these two utensils, for smoke and tea are the two things necessary to a Kashmiree. So in this song a Kashmiree Moslem is made to say “beautiful as Krishna.”

There is another interesting line given in that song:

Singing women to the Bride and Bridegroom.
The parrot of Lahore and the Mainah of Kashmir!
How did you both become mutually acquainted?

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Update August 4, 2017

Two readers (Indu Kilam and Sushma Kaul) at FB managed to recall Kashmiri lyrics for a similar sounding song. 


Gare hai drayus bazaar kune yae, 
wati samkheum bab papune yao, 
dachin kene thovnam koran parvunei, 
khover kene thovnam shama dazuevoneu
lut lut hutamas auush traviniye, 
dapunam kuri ye chu tchaluniye

here shama is lamp.

On the steps of a temple, 1914

On the steps of a temple

Photograph from article ‘Behind the shutters of a Kashmir Zenana’ by Marion Whiting for Harper’s Magazine, Volume 129, 1914.

Village Martand (Mattan) figures mostly in this travelogue and as suggested by the title of the writing, focuses on women.

Among other things, she gives us description of Muslim New year being celebrated by the villagers at ruins of Martand temple:

That evening the new moon rose as advertised, and the New-Year celebrations began. But we were not prepared for what was to follow. Dinner was over, and we were lazily sitting in our comfortable camp-chairs warming ourselves in front of a huge bonfire. Presently the sound of singing came up from the village below, and soon it grew louder and louder. Then, emerging from the darkness into the light of our camp-fire, appeared what proved to be the entire population of Martand. First came a crowd of men and boys, and directly behind them women, singing, as they walked, a low, monotonous sort of chant. Close to the ruins of the temple they stopped, just near enough for us to make out in the firelight the outlines of their long, white scarfs and loose-hanging smocks. The singer arranged themselves into rows facing each other, each woman placing her hands on the shoulders of the woman next to her. Meanwhile the men had squatted on the ground in a circle around the performers, their knees up under their chins, their shawls wrapped tightly around them in a fashion peculiar to the Kashmiri. All the while the women were singing the same chant, over and over again, swaying back and forth in rhythm with the music. First one row would take the air, and then the other would respond in a sort of cadence, with always the same theme repeated again and again. The scene, so unexpected, was wonderful, the firelight illuminating the figures, the tall columns of the old temple rising behind, and the black night enveloping everything beyond. Our Kashmiri factotum was called upon to explain what it all meant.
“They come to the old temple to sing to Mohammed. they tell the story of his life. They tell his wanderings and his preachings, and then they tell long stories of what the Koran say must do. How the women must obey their husbands, how fathers must teach their sons, and how they all must worship the great God Allah!”
“Do they often come to the temple to sing?” we asked.
“Only at the New-Year,”he answered.
“And do the men never join in the ceremony?”
“no. Only the women; they do the singing.”
“But this was originally a Hindu temple,” we persisted. “Why do Mohammedans come here?”
“It is the custom,” he answered, vaguely, shrugging his shoulders.

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An interesting photograph by Howard Sochurek in from 1951 for Life Magazine. We can see a group of people dancing in front of Martand Temple.

Pandit in his temple, 1881

‘Voyage d’une parisienne dans l’himalaya occidental- Ouvrage illustré de 64 gravures sur bois’ (1887) by Marie de Ujfalvy-Bourdon, one of the first European woman adventurers to visit Kashmir and western Himalayas in around 1881.
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[Also, the book has reference to ‘Ramjoo’s temple’ built by a powerful minister of Dogra Raja]

Naulora in Autumn, 1983

‘Chillies Drying in Autumn’
Naulora Village
From Raghubir Singh’s ‘Kashmir: Garden of the Himalayas’ (1983).
I couldn’t find a single instance of that village name on internet. May be the village is still like that…

A reader provided the details: “Naulora is a village in Pattan area, it is 3-4 km from Singhpora village on Srinagar -Baramullah highway.”

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Praying at the River, 1920s

Praying at the river.
The pandit morning ritual.
A postcard by Lambert from 1920s.
Location (provided by a reader): Dabiyaar Ghat near mission school Fateh Kadal
The back side had a letter from an English lady talking about meeting Nehru and Gandhi.
The beauty of Shalimar and smelting summer of Delhi.
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