Thursday, November 22, 2012

64. Of Paper Boats, Scholarships and Bachelor Headquarters



Thousand Moon: Shrikrishna Ramchandra Joshi 81+
 Contributed by: Rohini Abhyankar


Shrikrishna Ramchandra Joshi (Nana as we call him) has had a long and successful career at the Central Govt Secretariat, New Delhi. He currently lives in Ratnagiri and is actively involved with the local chapter of Lions Clubs International. He also has the Lion's share in the establishment of Lions Eye Hospital in the area.

I took the opportunity to chat with him about some of his fond memories when he and his family visited my parents in Pune during my recent trip there. After telling me his full name and date of birth for the record, he began narrating a couple of his fond memories. Here is what he had to say:

The school education system in those days was structured a particular way. Our education was in Marathi medium from grades 1 to 4 and after that we attended English medium grades 1 to 7 (or say grades 5 to 11).After finishing Marathi 4th grade, my father was transferred to Guhagar and that is where I had to study for another year in Marathi medium 5th grade which means I effectively lost one year. The following year, after coming to Ratnagiri, I attended a private school and did two English medium grades in one single year making up for my lost year.

He paused a little to make sure I was following what he was saying and then continued again.

Not only that, I had appeared at the State Scholarship examination while in Marathi medium school without any specific preparation and when I went to see the posted result at the Govt Teachers Training College at Ratnagiri, it was a bit surprise to me that I had received the only scholarship meant for Forward caste students in the Ratnagiri Revenue District. The Principal of Patwardhan High School knew of it and he gladly granted me admission directly in English medium Grade 3 after my one year in private school. It was a prestige to have a scholar in the school, particularly when school inspector came to our school for annual inspection.

I remember once I had written an essay, the topic was "Seasons First Rain" and the school Principal liked it so much that he read it to the whole class. I had written about how little streams started to flow after the first heavy rain and I would float little paper boats in them.

One more fond memory comes to my mind. It was when I migrated to Delhi in 1956. I had appeared for UPSC examination and had cleared it and I went to work at the Central Secretariat. I was not too sure about how everything will be at Delhi being so far away and in a new land, But there were others like me from Maharashtra who had come to Delhi after clearing the UPSC examination. The common link was Dada Sarpotdar's 'Poona Guest House' where all of us used to take food. Some of us including me stayed together in a rented flat in Karolbagh. We all became close friends and our group became known as BHQ- Bachelors Headquarters. The ties of friendship continued even though after marriage we lived at separate places - mostly in Karolbagh. Our group then became MHQ- Married headquarters. I am proud to say that the bonds of friendship formed all those years ago are still intact and we after retirement now living in Pune, Mumbai and other places try to meet each other and such a meeting is a very joyful occasion in our life. I am happy to say that our children whom we called CHQ- Childrens headquarters were also friends with each other in Delhi and I hope wherever they are at present, their friendship will also remain and grow further like ours.

 After talking to Nana and many other accomplished yet humble thousand full moons like him, I have come to believe that the taller the peaks of success the deeper are the valleys of humility…

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