Monthly Archives: March 2017

As India Mulls Over An Apt Tribute, UN Renames Satellite After APJ Abdul Kalam

Tamil Nadu, INDIA :

While India mulls over giving an appropriate tribute to the late former India President APJ Abdul Kalam and fights over his social media accounts, the UN has decided to name a satellite after the late scientist as a tribute to celebrate his vision.

Founded in 1999, CANEUS (CANada-Europe-US-ASia) serves to develop a common platform for space technology solutions for natural and man-made disaster management. The ‘GlobalSat for DRR’ is a UN-driven global initiative on sharing space technology for disaster risk reduction, Milind Pimprikar, chairman of CANEUS, told IANS.

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The satellite will provide a common platform that will allow sharing of space and data segments, with an ability to serve individual nation’s disaster management and development needs, IANS reported.

Talking about the similarities between the satellite and Dr. Kalam, Pimprikar said, “In his ‘World Space Vision-2050’ Mr. Kalam had envisaged space faring nations joining hands to find solutions to mankind’s major problems such as natural disasters, energy and water scarcity, health-care education issues and weather prediction. Therefore we now plan to dedicate the UN GlobalSat initiative as a tribute to Late Dr. Abdul Kalam by renaming it ‘UN Kalam GlobalSat’.’

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He hopes that the renaming will inspire new generations and scientists, and they’ll strive to work like Dr Kalam.

source: http://www.scoopwhoop.com / Scoop Whoop / Home / by Isha Jalan / August 08th, 2015

Nabi Md., father of Riaz, no more

Chennai, TAMIL NADU :

We at s2h are very sad to report the sudden demise of Nabi Mohammad, a yesteryear star player of Tamil Nadu. He was 66.

Nabi, a well known international umpire, is father of Md Riaz, who represented India in two Olympics.

Nabi was officiating in the Tamil Nadu inter-district Women Hockey tournament in Nagerkovil in Kanyakumari District, when death came calling.

Pic: Md. Nabi (Centre) lining up for Tamil Nadu state team
Pic: Md. Nabi (Centre) lining up for Tamil Nadu state team

“He was a great inside-forward, excellent schemer, intelligent player. I played with him for long time in the State. He was an India stuff but did not get chance”,Olympian Munir Sait, said.

He has devoted his entire life to hockey, and it so happened he died when he was supervising a tournament”, Anil Kumar, a shocked umpire and coach of the Aggarwal Vidhyala in Chennai, said.

“Am an umpire today because of him”, he added.

The mortal remains of departed soul is being brought to Chennai, where he will be cremated tomorrow, by road.

He died due to massive heart attack

This writer met him last month during the Ruskin Inter-School tournament, where he was the tournament director. Before that he assumed the same role for the Syed Ahmad Memorial Cup.

Nabi is a product of famous Govt. Madrasa-I-Azam School, was part of famous Tamil Nadu State team in the 60s.

His other two sons, Jameel and Nawaz also took up hockey and shone. While Jameel plays for Indian Overseas Bank, Nawaz plays for Indian Oil Corporation.

Mrs.Renuka Lakshmi, who organized the Women’s Inter-District Tournament, and on whose invitation Nabi was in Nagerkovil, expressed shock.

“It is really shock for me, he is an out out hockey soul, ready to help everybody for the sake of hockey. We will miss him, it is a big loss, she said.

source: http://www.stick2hockey.com / Stick2Hockey.com – S2h / by K Arumugam / July 01st, 2011

Matchless magic lingers

Kotla Sultan Singh (Amritsar District) , PUNJAB / Mumbai, MAHARASHTRA :

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Mohammed Rafi imprinted his name on the musical firmament with his mesmeric voice. Although he is no more, he is still fondly remembered for his captivating songs in Hindi films. A tribute to the singer whose death anniversary falls today.

STRANGE, BUT one of the earliest memories of Mohammed Rafi are of his funeral procession. It was July 31, 1980. One of the greatest singers of independent India had passed away and sub-editors of various newspapers across the country were struggling to find appropriate words for the following day’s headline. It had to be precise, yet do justice to the man who sang nearly 26,000 songs. The headline had to say something about the man who was too shy to propose to his would-be wife, about the man who wanted to be an actor yet asked his directors not to show him on the screen and merely use his voice! The few words in bold print had to be all about the man who was, what one would in modern parlance call, a method singer, the man who would brook no banter when in the studios – something quite opposite to what his contemporary Kishore Kumar used to do. The headlines had to say something about the dedication of the man who recorded his last song, Tu kahin aas paas hai dost… for music directors Lakshmikant-Pyarelal a couple of days before he breathed his last. The film was Dharmendra-Hema Malini-starrer, Aas Paas. It bombed at the box office but the cine-goers could not help humming Tu kahin aas paas hai dost in memory of the singer whose voice had an innate sense of life.

Years have rolled by; singers have come and gone. But the matchless Rafi magic lingers. Just the other day one happened to be in Bhopal. Talking of some interesting sidelights about the city, a Bhopal veteran took yours truly to the house of Kaif Bhopali, a well-known poet in the Urdu mushaira circles who did not quite get his due in Bollywood. Fine but why are we talking of Kaif at this time? Well, simply because Kaif’s main claim to fame in the Hindi film world was provided by Mohammed Rafi. The song was the timeless Chalo dildar chalo, chand ke paar chalo, the film Pakeezah with Naushad and Ghulam Mohammed as music directors. The song had a haunting quality which brought to mind the picture of two lovers quietly moving into the sunset, hand in hand, far from the maddening crowd. Rafi’s voice had enough zing to match the lilt of the music and vivacity of his co-singer Lata Mangeshkar. Between them they gave Kaif his passport to an acquaintance with posterity.

Yes, that is what Rafi did to countless other artistes – Shammi Kapoor and Rajendra Kumar would have vouched for it. Remember Rafi’s Yahoo! Chahe koi mujhe jungli kahe which gave Shammi Kapoor his identity. And Baharon phool barsao or Mere mehboob tujhe meri mohabbat ki qasam which sent Rajendra Kumar’s career on the highway to success and many a young, dainty heart aflutter. Yet he did it all and more. Interestingly he managed the almost impossible. When he sang for a star, the image which the music-lovers nurtured in their mind was of the star, not the singer. Yet while doing so he managed to carve out his own niche, his own identity; some thing the common man could identify with. He came to be associated with songs that had life written over them, that could get the romantically-inclined humming and the youngsters swaying. Though he probably did not have the melancholy of Talat Mahmood’s voice or the sadness of Mukesh, he still managed to pull off many a tragic number with the least fuss. Remember Teri zulfon se judai to nahin maangi thi… .? Or even Aye duniya ke rakhwale…where he teamed up with Shakeel Badayuni and Naushad to come up with a lasting testimony of India’s pluralist culture?

Born on December 24, 1924 in a small village near Amritsar, Rafi trained under Ghulam Ali Khan and recorded his first song in 1944 for a Punjabi film Gul Baloch with Shyam Sunder. He even acted in a couple of films – Laila Majnu in 1945 and Jugnu in 1947. It was Feroze Nizami who gave him his first major hit with Yahan badla wafa ka bewafai in Amar Raj. From there to Kya hua tera vada in Hum Kisise Kum Nahin, Rafi was always on song. And when Rafi sang, he was worth going miles to listen to. Pity he is no more.

ZIYA US SALAM.

source: http://www.thehindu.com / The Hindu / Home> MetroPlus Hyderabad / Wednesday – July 31st, 2002

Meet Najima Bibi, First Muslim Woman To Fight the Manipur Elections

Wabagai (Thoubal)  MANIPUR :

“Women bow down to men because they are uneducated. Lack of education deprives them of their political right.”

Najima Bibi is the first Meitei Muslim woman to contest an assembly poll. Credit: Amanat Khullar
Najima Bibi is the first Meitei Muslim woman to contest an assembly poll. Credit: Amanat Khullar

Wabagai (Thoubal), Manipur:

Donning a brown abaya and with a white synthetic cloth clutching her forehead, Najima Bibi sat on a mat on the mud floor of a neighbour’s hut with a cluster of men and women, both young and old, surrounding her.

A used plastic container with a bright red lid filled with ten rupee notes sat in front of the 44-year-old who scanned her surroundings with a slight smile.

With the words ‘Ten4change’ scrawled in blue ink on a paper taped to it, the container served as a donation box. By the time Najima ended the community meeting, each one of those present had made their contribution for ‘change.’

Just as cups of lukewarm black tea – a definite afternoon pick-me-up – were being handed out by the owner of the hut, Najima passed around forms listing questions about the basic facilities in the village and about the expectation of the people from their representative.

Community members make donations to Najima Bibi’s party – PRJA. Credit: Amanat Khullar
Community members make donations to Najima Bibi’s party – PRJA. Credit: Amanat Khullar

Najima, also known to many as Najima Phundreimayum, has been a social activist for over 15 years in and around Santhel Mamang – the leikai (colony) she belongs to in the Wabagai area of Manipur’s Thoubal district. After years of activism, she changed gears and decided to contest the upcoming Manipur assembly elections.

Alternating between contemplating and then hurriedly jotting down their answers, a few seemed a bit unsure of what to put down in the form and what to leave out. Even as they began returning the filled sheets of paper to her one by one, it became apparent that she didn’t quite need such thermometers to measure the ills of the poor people of her Muslim community, particularly the womenfolk. The level of comfort between her and them was obvious.

Yet, these forms are seen as a key for gauging the mood and expectancies of the people who would choose between her and three other major candidates in the March 8 elections in the Wabagai assembly constituency.

Even though forms are often seen by voters as a novelty in Manipur, Najima – a first-time contestant in an assembly election – felt that “They are vital.”

“The answers will help me focus more on what exactly they are seeking from me as a contestant, and if I win, as their representative in the assembly,” she reasoned.

For those unfamiliar with the candidates in the fray for the upcoming elections in the state, Najima’s immediate introduction to them would be as the Wabagai seat contestant from the anti-AFSPA activist Irom Sharmila’s party, Peoples Resurgence and Justice Alliance (PRJA). She is also the treasurer of PRJA.

She is also someone who has made her name in Wabagai as an intrepid trendsetter among the Meitei Muslim women. A dynamic woman to have challenged her conservative background to demand her gender rights, she has been a relentless voice for women’s empowerment within her community.

However, her name would go down in history for something even more exceptional – being the first Muslim woman contestant of Manipur.

Stepping into the public life as a woman has never been easy, not even in the Northeast, where the general myth about women being relatively more empowered than in the rest of country looms large.

“My struggle has been long and lonely. First, I was mildly taunted for what many saw as breaking rules set for girls in our community, and then gradually it turned into serious opposition,” she said.

Across Santhal Mamang leikai, billboards announcing various government schemes weren’t hard to spot. Stuck to the walls of the mud huts were also posters asking the villagers to “break silence” on the “war crimes in Syria” and the “genocide of the Rohingyas” in Myanmar – the country that Manipur shares a border with.

A few labourers have been repairing one end of the main road that runs through the leikai and which is broken in several parts.

The main road in Najima’s constituency of Wabagai in Imphal. Credit: Amanat Khullar
The main road in Najima’s constituency of Wabagai in Imphal. Credit: Amanat Khullar

On being asked about the repair work, Najima smiles and says, “That’s the reason I am contesting elections. There’s only patchwork in the name of development by the people’s representatives.”

“I have been working against domestic violence faced by our women, for our right to food, etc. We are poor people. We have many problems. We can get effective results from various government schemes that already exist if our representatives are supportive of us. But what we get is only ample show of money power and muscle power by the MLAs and people connected to them.”

When Sharmila announced the launch of her party, Najima resolved to join her. She had her reasons. “I thought this would be the best way to expand the scope of my work. What I have been doing at an individual level could be done in a bigger way if I can be the MLA,” she told The Wire.

Najima, unlike most women from her community, found her voice by dint of her sufferings. If being the only girl in her class was an assertion of her right to educate herself early in life, being the first girl in her family to have completed the tenth standard was certainly an eyebrow raiser, among relatives and others.

When Najima was about to be married off aganst her wishes, she did what she knows best – defy. “I ran away to marry a man I met only twice before. That marriage turned out to be a disaster.”

Within six months, she took another step which women from her community would usually avoid a talaq.

Thereafter, day-to-day survival taught her a lesson on self-reliance. She initiated ‘Cheng Marup’, a rice thrift fund for the women of her leikai.

“Everyday, the women in the group would take out one handful of rice from the quantity to be cooked in their homes. These were collected and kept in my house, and twice a month, whoever’s turn came, she would get the entire rice and would sell it to earn some money. It was looked at with suspicion by many people in the leikai as I was divorced and our saving was considered a theft. But we kept it running. Slowly, people realised its benefits,” she recalled.

Najima made small moves to claim her space in her conservative society, like riding a bicycle.

Outside Najima’s house in Wabagai in Thoubal. Credit: Amanat Khullar
Outside Najima’s house in Wabagai in Thoubal. Credit: Amanat Khullar

“Even now, everyone makes fun of me when I ride a bicycle to the meetings but I don’t mind. Muslim women were not allowed to ride a bicycle just to slow them down. I realised that I can begin fighting most of it off by just riding a bicycle. Alongside, I was also able to make it on time everywhere and get a lot of things done,” she said in a recent campaign meeting with women voters of her constituency.

Soon after she announced her decision to contest the polls, she was met with a warning from local clerics. “They not only warned me against contesting the elections but also said if I do, I would not be given space for my grave in the local kabristan. They also warned that anyone who supports me or talks to me would meet the same fate,” Najima told The Wire.

This, however, was not the first time that the clerics had declared a fatwa against her.

“After attending a workshop on gender by an NGO in Imphal in 2001, I realised what I had experienced and what many of my fellow women had experienced daily was gender violence. I began to help out such women,” she said.

“I now run a destitute home for such women here. All such activities led to a fear in the minds of the clerics that I am turning into a follower of Meira Paibi (a powerful women’s rights organisation in the Meitei community). They tried to stop me but couldn’t. So in early 2006, the clerics announced on the local loudspeaker used for namaaz that all women self-help groups in the area were banned on religious grounds. They named me for provoking women, still I didn’t bother. Then they issued a fatwa as per which I was stopped from taking water from the local pond. No shopkeeper would sell me goods. I defied it too and went to bring water from the pond.”

Najima surrounded by women from her community. Credit: Amanat Khullar
Najima surrounded by women from her community. Credit: Amanat Khullar

Her defiance led some people to beat up her present husband, twice. “I am proud of him, he chose to stand by me,” she said.

A few months later, the matter was settled after the intervention of Jamiatul Ulama, Manipur and some other Muslim organisations that sided with her for helping Muslim women get empowered.

For the present fatwa, Najima countered the contention that such a call from them had come only because she was a woman. “There is a leadership crisis. I have been raising questions on the distribution of ration through the PDS system. This ban by the clerics is one of the tools used by the local politicians to stop me from contesting the polls. Else, those in power run the risk of getting exposed,” she said.

The sitting MLA from Wabagai, Fajur Rahman, who is from the Congress party, is also contesting the elections. Taking on him is yet another stalwart, U. Deben, a former MLA. Then there is the BJP rebel candidate Habibur Rehman, who is contesting as a Janata Dal (United) candidate. Rehman was the vice-president of BJP’s state minority morcha.

So where does she see herself in this complicated fight?

“I know I am fighting formidable forces; they know many a trick to win elections. It is the biggest struggle for me to convince the voters about what is actually good for them. But I am confident to surmount it with the help of my supporters,” she replied.

Irrespective of who wins, the fact that Manipur is seeing in its elections the participation of a woman from its sizeable Muslim community for the first time in the 70 years of independence, is certainly notable.

What took so long for this to happen?

“The main problem is, ours is a male-dominated society, women are afraid of confronting men. When they say you can’t contest elections, it becomes the final word,” she said. “Women bow down to men because they are uneducated. Lack of education deprives them of their political right.”

source: http://www.thewire.in / The Wire / Home> Gender / by Sangeeta Barooah Pisharoty and Amanat Khullar  / February 24th, 2017

For Nasser, Chennai all about memories

Chennai, TAMIL NADU / UNITED KINGDOM :

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Emotions flooded former England skipper and commentator Nasser Hussain’s mind as he made his way to the pitch at the MA Chidambaram Stadium on Friday. Born in then-Madras in 1968, Hussain shares a special bond with the city – he spent the six years of his life in Chennai before moving to the UK.

Incredibly, in the mid-1980s, Hussain even scored a few hundreds at Chepauk as a TNCA league cricketer. “I’m very pleased to be back in the place of my birth. I think I was born in a hospital just over the other side of the stadium. Actually, I didn’t realise that. It was Ashwin who told me about that the other day when I saw him,” Hussain told TOI on Friday.

The 48-year-old was sad to see the devastating effects of  Cyclone Vardah but lauded the people of Chennai for coming up with a “magnificent” rescue act.

“It’s obviously been difficult to see the devastating damage from the cyclone over the last couple of days. But the community spirit from the people of Chennai, the way they have been trying to clear up the trees on the road has been absolutely magnificent,” Hussain said.

An honourary member of the Madras Cricket Club (MCC), Hussain wants to soak in the atmosphere here over the next five days.

source: http://www.timesofindia.indiatimes.com / The Times of India / News> Sports News> Cricket News / by Bagwati Prasad / TNN / December 17th, 2016

Watch This Film Which Reveals The Story Of India’s Forgotten Hero – ‘Shamsher’

Guntur, ANDHRA PRADESH :

It all started on the 2nd of October last year when I chanced upon an article on a sports news website. It told the story of India’s first Olympic swimmer, Shamsher Khan, who represented the country in the 1956 Melbourne Olympics. Prior to that, he had set national records in all four strokes, or categories, as well as in water polo and diving, making him the only Indian to do so!

One of his contemporaries happens to be Milkha Singh, whose victories are celebrated and remembered by the entire country. On the other hand, Mr. Khan languishes in anonymity. Nobody in the country knows his name or is even aware of his whereabouts. The article identifies his village as Islampur, situated in rural Andhra Pradesh.

After reading the article, I was determined to document his untold story on camera. I decided to visit his village along with four of my friends and attempted to make a documentary on the forgotten legend.

Over the next few weeks, we pieced together Shamsher, our tribute to India’s greatest swimmer. In a series of interviews, we conversed with his contemporaries, family members, well-wishers and finally, the man himself. We encountered an interesting variety of opinions not just about his life, but also about the lack of recognition sportspersons get in India. What started as a documentation of the life of one forgotten sportsman became the story of countless unknown athletes who struggle to get by on the back of their glorious achievements.

In the end, we were faced with difficult questions about the current condition of sports in the country, to which we found no easy answers. Our only hope is to spread more awareness about Shamsher Khan, and his services to a nation that refused to recognise him.

Shamsher: The Forgotten Legend | A documentary by Bharat Misra

Blue Pencil Entertainment

Published on Jan 22, 2016

He represented India at the Olympics for the first time in swimming. He was once the national record holder in all strokes.
He saw two wars during his service in the Indian army…and then, he disappeared from limelight.
Watch as we trace the life of the legendary Shamsher Khan, who lies forgotten in today’s India, like so many gifted sports personalities…
Narrated and Directed by Bharat Misra
Edited by Abhash Singh & Bharat Misra
Shot by Godwin Tirkey & Abhash Singh
Location Sound by Aniket Sawant S
Subtitles by Bhavya Bhagtani

source: http://www.youthkiawaaz.com / Youth Ki Awaaz (YKA) / Home> Society> Sports> Video /by Bharat Mishra / February 11th, 2016

‘I used to scratch the letters ‘IAS’ on the desk’

Kuttiyadi (Kozhikode) , KERALA :

“It was quite unusual in our community (for girls to be educated and independent) but my father was different.

“For him, education was of utmost importance.

“I wanted to be a part of the nation building process and I felt I would be able to contribute positively if I became an IAS officer.”

Atheela Abdullah, 29, talks to Shobha Warrier/Rediff.com about how she achieved her dream.

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Atheela Abdullah (pictured left) grew up in a small village in the Malabar region of Kerala where Muslim girls were not generally encouraged to study or work. Her father, however, encouraged his wife to work and his daughters to study and pursue their dreams.

He worked in the Middle East and her mother, a school teacher in the village, took care of their children.

Although Atheela studied medicine, she wanted to become an Indian Administrative Service officer. Her husband, who was her classmate at medical college, encouraged her to follow her dream.

Thus began the inspiring story of a young mother — Atheela has two small children — and her single-minded pursuit of her dreams, discovers Shobha Warrier/Rediff.com.

Growing up in a village

I grew up in Kuttyadi, a small village near Kozhikode in Kerala.

My mother was a school teacher and, till Class IV, I studied at a primary school there. After that, my father sent me to a boarding school in Kozhikode because he wanted his children to study in a good English medium school. My elder brother and sister were already in boarding school.

My father wanted both his daughters to grow up into independent women. This is quite unusual in our community (for girls to be educated and independent) but my father was different. For him, education was of utmost importance. He used to tell us how he met a German lady in the seventies who advised him to give his children the gift of education.

My father never differentiated between his son and his daughters.

The atmosphere at the boarding school helped develop my interests like reading, elocution, essay writing, participating in quizzes and debating.

A passion for nation building

In school, I used to scratch the letters ‘IAS’ on the desk; it was the only way I revealed my hidden desire.

I wanted to be a part of the nation building process and felt I would be able to contribute positively if I became an IAS officer.

Sometimes, I thought of becoming a scientist instead and contributing to the nation like Abdul Kalam but I knew I didn’t have the scientific temperament that is needed. So, I decided to be an administrator.

It was unusual for a girl from a middle class Muslim family in a small village, who had never seen an IAS officer, to dream of becoming one.

The options available to me as a student were to either become an engineer or a doctor. I chose the latter as I felt I would be able to do something for the community as a doctor.

Joining medical college

I joined the MES Medical College in Perunthalmanna. Believe me, I would scribble ‘IAS’ on the desk here too, perhaps to remind myself that it was my ultimate dream.

Though I was studying medicine, my reading involved a wide range of topics. I spent a lot of time in the library reading magazines and newspapers.

Meeting her husband

I became friends with Rabeeh, (the man she would marry, Dr Rabeeh V) who was studying medicine in another college, because of the interests we shared. He used to write, while I was a public speaker.

I was 23 and doing my house surgency (internship). My parents were looking for a match for me. Rabeeh and I thought, why not get married? After all, we were from the same community and shared the same interests. Our relationship started off as a literary bond, we became good friends and, after four years of knowing each other, we got married.

By then, I realised that my interest did not lie in giving injections and prescribing medicines. My passion lay in working for the community; at the same time, I knew I did not want to study community medicine.

Even as a medical student, what interested me was talking to patients, understanding their background and needs, and their socio-economic condition. I felt there was a gap somewhere that needed to be filled.

In January 2011, I completed my studies.

From medicine to IAS

My husband was extremely supportive of my desire to become an IAS officer. He told me that though we had not seen anyone from our community achieve such a dream, if I were to achieve this, I would motivate more women to become IAS officers. Both of us want women from our community to come to the mainstream and be independent.

It was at that time that one of Rabeeh’s friends got selected as an IPS officer. We went to meet him to take his advice on how to prepare for the examination. He asked me a couple of questions and I could answer them so he asked me to go ahead and write the exam.

I went to Delhi to attend a three-month coaching class. Rabeeh came along to help me find a place to stay. He was with me for 10 days. He was preparing for his postgraduate entrance exam then.

When I returned, I took up a job as a pathology tutor in a medical college. This time, I decided to support the family as Rabeeh was preparing for his examination.

I didn’t have much time to prepare for the preliminary exam but I didn’t find it difficult; in fact, it was easier than my medical examinations. Here, I was studying subjects I really liked — English, social science, etc.

I knew I was risking my career in medicine but I was prepared.

Luckily, I got through in the preliminary examination in the first attempt itself. For the next two months, I prepared for the main exam. I was in Delhi for a month to prepare for the public administration paper; the other optional paper was medical science which I had studied in medical college.

This time, I stayed at the Hamdard Study Circle, which the government had started for the minorities in India; it is a free study circle.

While I wrote the mains, my husband wrote his PG exam.

The Attapadi community centre

As we did not have children then, we decided to work at the Attapadi community centre, which is a rural tribal area. The experience was an eye opener; we were exposed to a government system that didn’t work. We also understood some of the deficiencies in the system when we saw a tele-medicine unit worth Rs 4 crores lying unused.

We felt really helpless when we were unable to treat emergency cases. Nobody wanted to work there. At times, when you needed a workforce of 60 people, you had only six people to work with.

The mains hurdle, cleared!

While I was at Attapadi, the mains results were announced; I had cleared it. It was time for another trip to Delhi for another round of coaching. This time too, I stayed at the Hamdard Study Circle. The coaching, which lasted for a month, was quite helpful.

Though I was pregnant and had all the uneasiness connected with it, I tried to forget the difficulties and concentrated on the preparation. I didn’t want to waste an opportunity. I wanted to prove to the family that I could achieve whatever I want to and also do what was expected of me as a daughter, wife and daughter-in-law.

I knew was charting a new course for someone like me in our community. As the first one, I had to work hard to prove myself so that, tomorrow, perhaps my daughter will have it easy. There was no question of my complaining about anything as I liked taking up challenges and coming out victorious.

Facing the interview board

My interview was scheduled in April 2012. I was four months pregnant then.

They asked me a lot of questions on the kind of work I was doing at Attapadi and also about the tribes there, their lifestyle, their traditional occupation, the common health problems they face, etc. They also asked me about the role of technology in medicine, my opinion on euthanasia, etc.

They wanted to know why I wanted to be a civil servant when I was comfortable with the profession I was in. I told them that I always wanted to be a civil servant; it was a dream that I had carried with me from the time I was in school.

I was quite hopeful after the 30-minute interview.

When the results were out, I had secured a rank of 230.

I think I am the first Muslim woman from the Malabar area to become an IAS officer.

Becoming a mother

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I couldn’t complete my training as I had to take leave for my first delivery. I went back after my child was born and completed the training.

I was posted as assistant collector at Kannur for a year. By then, I was pregnant with my second child. After my second maternity leave in 2014, I was posted in the Tirur sub-division as an assistant collector. I could not complete my training at Mussorie — I have eight months left and will be leaving soon to complete it — as I had to go on maternity leave.

Childbirth and bringing up children come with a lot of sacrifices and responsibilities for women, but I feel they still have the ability to have a successful career.

I am glad this happened at the beginning of my career so I need not take breaks later. I hope to focus on my career in the years to come. I am able to manage both the kids reasonably well with support of my husband and our family.

It is extremely important to have the support of your husband if you want to chase your dreams. My husband is extremely proud of me and encourages me to be independent. If he sees someone really smart, he urges me to be as smart as him/her.

Wearing a hijab

People ask me why an independent woman like me wears a hijab. You won’t believe it, but I didn’t know till now that what I wear is called a hijab.

I grew up in northern Malabar, which is a very conservative area. All Muslim women wear a thattam (the cloth with which you cover your head) here. I have seen my grandmother and mother wear a thattam. I’ve worn a thattam since I was a school kid. When I wear a sari, I just cover my head with the sari.

I never wore the headgear which the Arabs use.

Just because I am an IAS officer now, should I change the way I dress? I believe that as long as the Constitution gives you the freedom to follow your traditions and beliefs, I can dress the way I always have.

I can say that these things have never come in the way of my job as a doctor or as an IAS officer.

For the first time in my life now, I am asked questions about the way I dress. I feel I need not answer such questions. According to me, we shouldn’t waste time talking about such symbols.

India is a great country that allows you to be what you are. That is the beauty of our country. I don’t think any other country gives this kind of personal freedom to an individual.

Even when we were growing up, my father had told me I should have the willpower and strength of character to move forward even if something pulled me backwards. So people commenting on the way I dress do not bother me. What matters to me is my integrity.

Those who influenced her

What guided me forward are the teachings of Mahatma Gandhi who, according to me, was a yogi and a bhakt.

It is because of the influence he had on me that I want to serve my country.

Our country is fortunate to have three great people to guide us; Mahatma Gandhi, Bhagat Singh and Abdul Kalam.

Kalam, according to me, was a yogi like Mahatma Gandhi.

But the three people who have helped me realise my dream are my father, mother and my husband.

Working as an IAS officer

The experience I had at Attapadi made me all the more determined to be in the system and make a difference, even if it is a small one.

Although we are a very developed civilisation, we have not been able to bring the entire population to a desired level socially in the last six decades. Many more people have to be part of the nation building process; only then we can make our country a developed country for all.

A good politician can also bring about positive changes in the society but I was not sure if I could be a politician.

Nobody has told me anything negative about being in the civil services, I have only positive views about it.

I have just started my career and have only idealistic thoughts in my mind, which I know is unrealistic. I would say, let me have my idealistic thoughts till I face reality!

Advice to the young

~ Have faith in yourself and work hard.

~ You should have the will power and strength to face adverse situations. You should always be focused.

~ The positive energy you get from your family only adds to your contribution. Your efficiency improves if you have very good support from the family.

~ Don’t ever think about what society or others think about you; believe only in your ability.

Photographs: Courtesy Ateela Abdullah

Shobha Warrier / Rediff.com

source: http://www.rediff.com / rediff.com / Home> Getahead / by Shoba Warrier / September 30th, 2015

Remembering Syed Shahabuddin – Muslim Heart, Indian Mind

Ranchi (JHARKHAND) formerly BIHAR /  NEW DELHI :

His arrival on the political scene as an articulate Muslim leader was no ordinary event in the journey of the Indian republic.

Syed Shahabuddin, 1935-2017. Credit: Youtube
Syed Shahabuddin, 1935-2017. Credit: Youtube

Writing an obituary of the writer, diplomat and politician Syed Shahabuddin is actually an exercise in writing of the journey of Muslims in the Indian republic. The much maligned gentleman was somebody who could never be ignored. As a very bright student of physics in the academically brighter phase of Patna University in the first decade of India’s independence, he drew the attention of his teachers. The memoirs of his professors, Mohsin and Kalimuddin Ahmad, describe Shahabuddin’s promise in glowing terms. Soon thereafter, he became known for the leadership he provided to a student movement in 1955, including leading a 20,000-person march to wave black flags against Jawaharlal Nehru when he visited Patna – in protest against police firing on students.

He managed to get a job as a lecturer at the same time as qualifying for the civil services in 1957. He ranked second among all the aspirants, with a particularly high score in the interview section, and joined the Indian Foreign Service. Many delicious legends were fabricated around the kind of questions he was asked and his witty responses. His success not only inspired many students, but also helped overcome the trepidation among Muslims about their place in India after Partition.

While a section of Hindus looked upon Muslims as potential fifth columnists, a section of Muslims was also not very confident of the inclusionary-pluralist democracy that was being built up under Nehru. Notably, even as a student, Shahabuddin too was contributing towards this task of nation-building. With some ‘socialist’ leanings, though not formally with any party, his activism allowed certain critiques of the Nehruvian consensus to be heard.

He paid a price for this activism, though a minor one. Owing to Shahabuddin’s involvement in the student agitation of 1955, he had to wait for police/intelligence clearance and therefore could join the services a little later than his other batchmates. Legend has it that Nehru himself finally cleared the file.

In the late 1970s, the hegemony of the ruling Congress came be challenged by the socialists, Shahabuddin became restless within the confines of bureaucracy. He decided to quit government service and join politics.

Until then, Indian politics lacked a pan-Indian Muslim leader with well informed and articulate views. Although Maulana Azad had occupied an important position, he was part of the Nehruvian consensus and did not challenge it. Nor were academics looking at the worrying economic and educational locations of Muslim communities and their disproportionately inadequate share in the structures and processes of power. A few exceptions existed, such as the volume on castes among Muslims edited by Imtiaz Ahmad in the late 1960s and the works of Uma Kaura and Mushirul Hasan looking at the marginalisation of Muslims by the Congress under majoritarian pressures in 1970s, but these were rare.

None of the important dissenting voices in Indian democracy, whether Ram Manohar Lohia (1910-67), the defender of the lower castes, Jai Prakash Narayan (1902-79) nor the Left were paying attention to this issue.

Shahabuddin saw this vacuum in Indian politics and adventurously jumped in to fill it. His arrival on the scene as an articulate Muslim politician was no ordinary event in the journey of the Indian republic. As he stormed in, with his enviable articulation and abilities invoking constitutional values and spirit, he was almost matchless. He could not be dismissed, but he could be maligned as a sectarian, conservative and even communal reactionary. Often, he gave his critics grounds to do so. His stand on the gender issue in the Shah Bano case, where he stood on the side of the clerics, and on free speech, by asking for Salman Rushdie’s Satanic Verses to be banned are particularly problematic as the repercussions continue to play out today. On the issue of caste among India’s Muslims too, he was dismissive of pasmanda activists, although unlike many ‘reactionary’ Ashraaf, he never denied the reality of caste-based oppression and discrimination in Indian Islam.

His critics had little time for complexities and he was frequently clubbed with people like Maulana Bukhari, the Shahi Imam of Jama Masjid in Delhi, despite there being little to compare the two in either democratic legitimacy or point of view.

Throughout the 1980s and ’90s, Shahabuddin, through his English monthly, Muslim India, a journal of “Research, Reference and Documentation”, kept articulating and disseminating the concrete (as well as emotive) issues of concern to Indian Muslims, besides contributing  extremely powerful, informed and passionate editorials. Putting together news reports and views from across periodicals, the magazine also carried parliamentary speeches, interventions, government reports, book reviews, personality profiles and statistical data demonstrating the under-representation of Muslims in various sectors of the economy and employment, and many other crucial areas. This was done with candid, coherent, persuasive prose, laced with facts and figures, and at times beautified with apt Urdu couplets.

The title of the monthly he had chosen turned out to be provocative, as this expression is said to have been used in certain documents of the Muslim League in late colonial India. But the sharp (and cunning, if I may say) mind of Shahabuddin had a very strong defence in the English grammar. He explained that in the expression ‘Muslim India’, the former is  an adjective and the latter a noun. Thus, ‘Muslim India’ would grammatically put emphasis on the Indian identity of someone just happening to be Muslim. It was more patriotic than the expression ‘Indian Muslims’, wherein more emphasis was on Muslim (who happened to be Indian). Hence, he preferred ‘Muslim Indian’ to ‘Indian Muslim’.

Besides making interventions in a range of journalistic and academic periodicals, including even the ‘provocative’ English monthly, Debonair, Shahabuddin’s Muslim India carried very powerful editorials on almost every issue which touched the Muslim segment of Indian democracy. Nobody before and after him could muster that much of courage, conviction, energy and determination to do all these, that too all alone. Yet, he found enough time to reply to all the letters he received. He religiously wrote and dispatched letters.

The editorials that had particular impact are worth recalling. In July 1994, he wrote on Lalu Prasad Yadav’s brazen Yadavisation in Bihar at the expense of his core and unflinching support base – Muslims. The argument was well made, even by the standards of Shahabuddin’s characteristic articulation, with so much data damning the Lalu regime on almost every aspect of governance. Predictably, soon after, he left the Janata Dal. In July 2000, he published another editorial on the problems of governance at the Aligarh Muslim University (AMU) and their possible remedies. This was meant as advice from a senior IFS officer to a junior one, Hamid Ansari, who had joined as the vice chancellor of AMU. Yet another important editorial was on the 1988 Act making Jamia Millia Islamia (JMI) a central university. He called the Act a “swansong” for JMI. He later expanded this editorial and wrote a long essay,  ‘How to revive the spirit of Jamia Millia ‘,  in the Milli Gazette in 2010. Focussing on the AMU Act 1981, the lawyer in him kept arguing that the legislated Act did not provide AMU with minority status, though it did have minority character.

In the final years of his life, many of his projects remained unfinished. The tragic and mysterious murder of his only son Parwez (an IIT alumnus and a promising scientist) in the US in 2005 had perhaps broken him from within, even though he did carry on with his life as bravely as ever. He never got around to finishing it but the title he chose for his autobiography was Muslim Heart, Indian Mind. Perhaps that is the best way to remember him by.

Mohammad Sajjad is an associate professor at the Centre of Advanced Study in History at Aligarh Muslim University and the author of Muslim Politics in Bihar: Changing Contours.

source:  http://www.thewire.in / The Wire / Home> Politics / by Mohammad Sajjad / March 09th, 2017

Munir Sait is Tournament Director

Chennai, TAMIL NADU :

Chennai:

Former Olympian and member of the Competitions Committee in the International Hockey Federation, Munir Sait, has been nominated as the Tournament Director for the Oceania Zone Olympic qualifier to be held at Brisbane from September 11 to 16.

This is the last of the continental competitions to decide the automatic qualifiers for the Olympics. – Hockey Correspondent.

source: http://www.thehindu.com / The Hindu / Home> Sport / August 29th, 2007

India 20 Under 40 – This ‘modest fashion’ startup is giving Muslim women more than clothes

UNITED KINGDOM :

Muslim women are flocking to a startup that promises them fashionable clothes that fit with their faith.

Nafisa Bakkar and her sister, Selina, launched Amaliah from their mother’s kitchen table in 2015 as an Instagram page to curate Muslim-friendly clothes from top brands.

Since then, that page has grown into an online community of more than 250,000 Muslim women.

The sisters grew up in the U.K., born to Indian immigrants from the eastern city of Kolkata.

Nafisa Bakkar told CNNMoney they grappled with multiple identities throughout their upbringing, but soon realized how big a role Islam played — and the challenges they faced as a result.

One of those was how to find clothes that were stylish but allowed them to adhere to their religion.

“Amaliah started as a personal frustration,” the 24-year-old said. “We realized that it was a big pain point for Muslim women to find clothes that were modest but also fashionable.”

That Instagram page has grown into a platform that allows Muslim women to share their perspectives, experiences and, of course, find the right clothes. The company’s website  features a curated collection from leading stores such as H&M, ASOS and Zara, which customers can order directly online.

It also features blogs and articles with titles such as “My journey to being a part-time hijabi” and “Empowerment looks different to everyone.”

“I see Amaliah as a … tool for cultural change,” Nafisa Bakkar said. “I don’t really see us as just a clothing brand.”

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The ultimate objective is gradually to change the perception of Islam in an increasingly polarized world.

“In today’s political turmoil… it’s never been more important for Muslim women to be heard,” the young CEO told CNNMoney. “What we’re seeing in the Islamic economy [is] a lot of start-ups rising out of frustrations, out of feeling that we’re not catered for.”

That market is growing, and big global brands are beginning to notice. Bakkar says fashion powerhouses such as Dolce & Gabbana and DKNY have started catering more to Muslim women over the past couple of years.

But there’s still a long way to go.

“In an ideal world, Amaliah wouldn’t exist,” Bakkar said. “It wouldn’t be difficult for a Muslim woman to find the right clothes that she doesn’t feel compromises her culture and values, it wouldn’t be difficult to hear the opinion of a Muslim woman in the mainstream news.”