I found this fascinating account written by my mother-in-law a couple of days ago. It makes fascinating reading, from her birth in 1929 till about 1960s or so. Some references may not make sense to non-family members but I think it still makes great reading. I'll edit and add relevant pics as I go along. For now, enjoy the story of life in those days.
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I was born in 1929 at my grandmother’s place at Dhule.
I spent my childhood in Jaipur. We went to Devas in 1936 where Manik was born. There I went to a school for a few days. But, it was just a time pass. My kaku sent me and mai to school so we should not trouble her. But it was a fun for me, Mai did not like it.
While we were in Kolhapur once I went to Sajjangad along with my grandmother. One day while I was playing with some friends aaji, whom we used to call aai went for some bhajan or keertan and I could not find her. She had gone to some faraway place which I did not know. I started crying as I could not find her. After a long time, she appeared where I was sitting, waiting for her. Then I asked her why she did not tell me where she was going? Any way I was happy that at last I had found her.
After we left Jaipur, dada had gone abroad. He wanted to do Ph. D. in England. Those days no Indian University was having Ph. D. course. It could be done only in England and may be in some other European universities. He wanted enough leave for that. But it was not sanctioned. Hence, he went abroad to England, stayed there for a while roamed all over Europe and came back without Ph. D. After that he had a fight with his boss, Dr. Owen. He was director of Maharaja College Jaipur. Dada was Principal of that college. The director used to come from England every three years. As Dr. Owen himself wanted to continue in the same post for another term, he did not want an Indian to have a Ph. D., who might claim that post. Dada had worked in that college for sixteen years from professor to principal. Naturally he could have asked for that post when Dr. Owen retired. Any way that was not to be. Ultimately Dada resigned from that post and got a job at Indian Institute of Philosophy at Amalner in Maharashtra. Then we shifted from Kolhapur to Amalner.
Amalner Days
Dada stayed in Amalner from 1938 to 1966. In 1948 he had an idea of shifting to Rajasthan again as director at Vansthali women’s Institute, where a residential school and college were located. It was near Jaipur. In Diwali holidays he went there on trial basis to see how he likes it. I had joined Medical College in Pune that year. He wanted me to shift to Jaipur Medical College from next term. We went to see the Dean of that college. He promised to admit me in that college. Since it was a newly started college there was no ladies hostel. After that we went to see Vice chancellor of Jaipur University, Mr. Mahajani. He was Dada’s old friend. He was out of station. However, we met Mrs. Mahajani. She offered me to stay with her till they got ladies hostel. I had never met her before. So, I was a bit shy. I told my father that let me continue at Pune for the time being. I will join Jaipur College when they have a ladies’ hostel. In Pune also, there was no ladies hostel, but I was staying with Nanamama and I was happy there. Later, Dada rejected Vansthali post and we stayed at Amalner and I at Pune.
Amalner was a small Taluka in East Khandesh at the time. With about 30 to 40 thousand population. We had about ten municipal primary schools. Out of which two were Girls schools. One in the old town, up to 7th class, i. e. Vernacular final, and other was its branch, in new town. We were staying in new town; hence I was admitted in that school in 4th class. There was shortage of teachers and students too. Hence one teacher used to conduct 3rd and 4th class in one room only. Indu was put in school for the first time. She was actually admitted in the 2nd class. But she refused to sit there. She wanted to sit in the same room in my class. So ultimately, she was admitted in third class. So Indu and I were in the same room but in different classes. There used to be a jeen in that building before. So, it was called Phatphati school. I to Asha, all of us had primary education in that school.
There was only one high school there. Pratap high school. Tai, Mai, I, Indu and Shashi for some time studied there up to matriculation. Later on, a girl’s high school started on plot where Shashi, Manik and Asha studied. Pratap high school was started by Pratap Seth. The Pratap mill owner in 1908. It was supposed to be a national school. Bhave. Mohoni, Sane guruji were the teachers in that school. It was the only school in the whole of Khandesh where hostel facility was available. One of my uncles, Dada’s cousin, Antukaka stayed in that hostel and studied in Pratap high school. His mother was a widow, Dada’s Mami and she was staying with us at Jaipur.
All of us enjoyed our school days there. Girl’s education was not very well accepted till then. So, we had few girls in each class. Each class had 2 to 4 girls. Our first class in high school had 11 girls. Drop outs were common. We had only 7 girls in the matriculation class. Only 3 of them reached college. Two of us became doctors and one professor. Slowly more and more girls started studying and, in a few years, , we had a separate girls school. Pratap college was started in 1945. I studied in that college upto inter-science and then went to Pune for Medical college. In 1953, I passed my M. B. B. S. After that I went to Vellore in Tamil Nadu to do my house surgency.
In 1938 when we landed in Amalner, we were staying in Dr. Mhaskar’s rented house on station road. That was a very big house. There were eight rooms, three verandas and two terraces. Our regular bathroom was far away near well. Latrines were still farther away. We had to carry a lantern if we wanted to go at night or early morning. We used to get frightened to go there then. Next to the well, one old lady, called as Dwarakabai used to stay in a very small room. We used to call her and tell her that we were going to latrine. She used to reassure us saying she was awake, and not to worry. Beyond her room and latrines there was a big mango grove and a jungle of big trees, which was also frightening at night. There was a hospital in the same premises. Operation Theater was in a big open space in front of our house and hospital wards. We used to play there all out door games on ground and on trees. One big Bakul tree was there. In rainy season it used to be in full bloom. Early morning we used to collect lots of tiny flowers, make garlands and put them in our hair. It has very good smell. It smells good even when it dries up.
School days in Amalner There were ten municipal primary schools in Amalner those days. Two girls’ and the rest boys’. A bigger girls’ school up to seventh class i. e. up to vernacular final was in old town. A branch of that school was our school in new town. It was called school no. ten or fatfati school since there was a jeen there before school. It was a small building with a playground behind. Since there were few teachers and few rooms one teacher used to conduct two classes. Girls also were few in each class. Hence 3rd and 4th class were in one room. I was in 4th class and Indu was admitted in 2nd class. She was put to school for the first time and hence she refused to sit in separate room from my classroom. So she was admitted in third class. Vaidyabai was our teacher for both classes. We used to go to different rooms for music, stitching, sootkatai, modi copy writing etc. So that was how two classes could be managed in one room by one teacher.
We had about 15 girls in 4th class. I had friends then whose friendship remained for years to come. A few of us went to high school and still fewer to college.
From Tai's batch of four only one became graduate. When Akka went to school, she was the only girl in the boy’s school. Akka's mother i. e. my grandmother whom we used to call aai, studied up to 4th class in Guajarati since her father was in Rajkot. But she learned reading and writing in Marathi and English also. She became a renowned Marathi writer and orator in those days. Because of her only my mother could become matric. She was married a few months before her matric exam, but Aai insisted on keeping her at her place till exam was over. Akka stood first in the center and got scholarship if she went to college. Since she was already married she could not go to college and had to forego her scholarship. If dada wanted to educate her further he could have easily done it since girls’ education was free in Jaipur those days. But in those days matric was too much education in itself.
I made quite a few friends in fatfati school. Malati Deo, Shaku Narawane, Nalu Shevade, Champa Gupte etc. Malati was my best friend. She stayed next door for some time. We used to go to school together, study together till our matric exam. Soon after that she got married and left Amalner. Then we used to meet in Amalner for a couple of years. Once I went to medical college our meetings became less and less. Still we used to keep in touch and meet occasionally. Our friendship was renewed after my retirement when both of us came to Pune. She was staying in Rambag colony in Kothrud. Shaku Narawane also came to Pune. We had good time together for some time. Then Shaku's husband died and she went to States to live with her children. Then Malati's husband died but she continued to stay in Pune. She used to go to Goa now and then where her son and granddaughter were staying.
Nalu Shevade was my classmate in Medical College, Pune. We used to play lot of games together in college days. After that she went to Goa and we lost contact. But Malati used to go to Goa to her son's place and used to meet Nalu and I used to get her news.
Shaku Narawane was in Pune and we used to meet frequently. Champa Gupte was another friend who used to come in Pune to see her brother Bhau Gupte who was staying in Dahanukar colony. He became a good friend for us till his death. His daughter-in-law is the daughter of my friend in Singareni. Champa also died some years ago.
Shaku was in Indore and Ratlam when Tai was there. They had good contact. So I used to get her news quite often. I met her in Indore once when I went to see tai. After the death of her husband she went to States to stay with her children. Even in States I contacted her on phone when I was with Satish.
Baby Sathey was another friend whom I met in Tatanagar while I was in Dhanbad. I went to Tatanagar for a couple of times and she also visited me at Katras with her children. I met her again in Pune. But very soon she died of heart attack. I used to meet her sister in Pune sometimes after her death.
Years later Sumati Jumde came to see me with her son in Pune. Rest of the school friends I never met again.
While we were staying in Mhaskar's house Asha and Bal were born. Tai got married in December 1940 when Bal was 36 days old. Tai had just passed her matric. Since we did not have college in Amalner that time she was not sent to college. She was hardly 17 years old then. That was the first and last wedding in our family which was celebrated on such a grand scale. The wedding hall, Ganesh Mandal was booked for one week.
Dada’s mami who was staying with us in Jaipur started staying in Pune when we came to Amalner. She had some allergic skin disease while she went to visit some dam. She had some big egg shaped water filled boils on her legs. She was admitted and treated in Sassoon hospital for that for a long time. She got cured for some time, but the same disease recurred again after some time and this time it could not be cured. All the boils burst open and formed big ulcers. They got infected, started draining pus, gave her lot of pain, burning and suffering. Ultimately she died a miserable death in Aug. 43. Soon after that Tai gave birth to Mangala on 24th aug. 43.
In 1944 Mai passed her matric and was sent to Pune, Fergusson college. In 1945 Pratap College was started in Amalner.
I passed my matric exam in 1946. So I could attend college in Amalner.
In 1946 Tai had come to Amalner for her 2nd delivery. Her 2nd daughter Nirmala was born in August. She died of Diphtheria when 11 months old.
In Pratap college I and Vatsala Toke were the only two girls on science side. Both of us went to Medical College and became doctors. Vatsala went to Bombay Nair College and I went to Pune. Somehow we never met after that.
Champa Gupte went to Arts and did M. A. in Marathi. She got married to Madhu Limaye, a socialist leader and went to Bombay. She became lecturer and prof. of Marathi in some Bombay college.
From all the boys in my class in school only Gopu Malkani went to Banaras Hindu University and became engineer and went to Bombay. I used to meet him in Amalner now and then, since both of our fathers were working in philosophy and were staying in philosophy. My father retired in 1966 and I have never been to Amalner after that.
In school we had variety of teachers. Pathak was our class teacher in 1st class. He was the physical training master also. Every Monday morning we used to have mass drill in uniform with our school band. Monday used to be morning school throughout the year. Monday was our weekly market day. Hence afternoon was off.
Pathak was our history and Marathi teacher too. Both the subjects he used to teach very well. He used to tell stories in history period. No need to read book. Marathi poems also he used to teach with some action. He used to make his teaching interesting.
In 2nd and 3rd class Muley was our history teacher. He used to read a chapter from history book and ask us to learn it by heart and ask the students to recite it in the next period. If the student makes any mistake he used to beat him very badly. This was just the opposite of Pathak.
P. D. Puranik was our Hindi teacher. As Rashtra Bhasha, Hindi was started in our school for the first time for 1st, 2nd, 3rd class. Puranik was a very good teacher. Later on he started taking special classes on Sundays for students who wanted to appear for Hindi exams of Rashtra Bhasha Samiti, Wardha. I attended his classes and gave four exams up to Kovid.
Bedekar was Sanskrit teacher. He used to teach in school till college was started. Then he went to college. He was also very good teacher. When I was in 4th class he started special class in Sanskrit. To start with there were 16 students. Then for each school exam he fixed a target. Whoever achieved that target remained in the class and the rest were dropped out. As such I and Gopu only remained in class up to matric. I think he expected us to win Jagannath Shankarsheth award in matric. But neither of us could get it. Gopu got 92 marks and I got still less, only 85 marks. There was a tragedy in my case. Those days we were not permitted to use fountain pen in exams. So we had to carry an ink bottle to write papers. My seat and exam table was the first near the door. Supervisor was sitting next to my table in the door. I had completed my paper and I was reading my paper again when the supervisor suddenly got up from his seat and toppled my ink bottle on my paper. It was soaked completely in ink. So I had to discard that paper and rewrite the whole paper again in the remaining one hour. Somehow I managed to complete the paper. The credit goes to my teacher Bedekar. I do not know what I wrote in that paper in less than an hour. As spilling the ink on my paper was not my fault I could have asked for more time. But being the first public exam I was not aware of my rights. Later on some people told me about that it but it was too late to do anything. I was happy to have scored 85 marks in spite of my rewriting the whole paper. But I am sure Sri Bedekar must have been disappointed. We must have disappointed him again when both of us went to science side and did not study Sanskrit any more.
Patwardhan was a very good Marathi teacher.
Bramhe was a very good Sanskrit teacher in matric.
Kesari used to be a very good teacher for Mathematics. But when we were in matric he had retired the same year. So we missed his teaching. Instead Gurjar came to teach us. He had no experience but he tried his best. The previous year in 1945 mathematics paper was too hard. Lot of students failed in mathematics and university had to give some grace marks to a large number of students to pass them. So we studied mathematics very hard. Solved last five years papers. But we had very easy paper and lot of students got distinction unexpectedly. Kesari had started private coaching class in Amalner for the first time. Lot of our classmates went to that class. May be that was the reason for good results.
There were lot of good, bad and average teachers as may be in any school. Vad was a very strict head master. We used to have a common prayer before starting classes. Anybody coming late for the prayer used to be punished. Similarly in the afternoon break we, some boys and girls used to go to Marwad road, next to our school to collect tamrinds and we will be so absorbed in collecting tamrinds that we would lose the time track and invariably late for the next period and get punished for it by distributing all our collection to whole class. As such all our efforts will be wasted. Sometimes we used to go to Pratap mills to collect Awale or goose berries. Ordinary berries or bor we used to buy at our school gate once in a while when we got one paisa from our mother to do so. But it used to be a rare occasion.
At Holi time we used to have school sports. Some team games like Khokho, Hututu, Langadi, football, volleyball and some fancy games or running races, skipping etc. We used to play badminton and ring tennis quite often but the matches were rare.
We used to go for school picnics to the nearby places by walk upto 10 to 12 miles. The picnic spots would be near some river or temple where some well or clear water supply source would be there. So we never carried a water bottle, only a tiffin for lunch and some snacks. Once only we went to a faraway place to Padmalya. We went to Erandol road by train and then by bus to Padmalaya. There was a small pond, called Bhimkund and on the rocks nearby, there were plenty of small white lines supposed to be rice which Bhima ate. There was a small temple also nearby. It was a beautiful place for picnic. We enjoyed it very much.
Once we went to river Tapi for picnic. We saw a very big fish caught by a fisherman.
After the Ganesh festival we used to go to Varuneshwar tank for immersion of Ganesha. Varuneshswar was beyond our Bori river. One year while returning after immersion we saw Bori in spate and had lot of trouble in crossing the river on a stone bridge which was very low and was submerged. On shravani somwar in the afternoon a group of friends used to go to Kharteshwar, a Shiva temple. We used to carry some snacks and drink well water there. On Hanuman jayanti we used to go to Dubki Maruti early in the morning before sunrise. It was comparatively nearer than other places. It was near railway line on Marwad side. There was a shortcut if we went along the railway line. On vaishakh shudha dwadashi there used to be a jatra or a fair on Ambarish hill. There was a Samadhi, a temple, a single tree nearby and one Sati sheela. Rest of the hill was barren. There used to be lot of scorpions on the hill and boys used to catch them by thread.
In summer, in the month of vaishakh there used to be a fair of Sakharam maharaj in the river bed of Bori where there was no water at the time. In the riverbed water melon and kharbuj (musk melon) used to be grown in plenty. We used to go there after dinner at night and eat watermelons and kharbujas to our hearts’ content, visit the shops in the fair, visit the Sakharam maharaj Samadhi and come home late in the night. Occasionally we used to eat ice cream on our way back at Nagada’s shop. These are the funs we used to have with our family and friends.
Towards the end of 1946 we shifted our residence to Philosophy. There was a row of rooms with veranda on either side of the rooms. There was no inter-connection between any two rooms. We had three rooms in that row. We could go from one room to other room via veranda only. Each room had door opening on either verandah. That building was originally constructed as a hostel for fellows in the philosophy. As there were not enough fellows to occupy those rooms, the rooms were allotted to the staff. There was a line of out-houses opposite our rooms at some distance. There was bathroom, kitchen, dining and a store room. Common toilets were provided at one end of the residential area. Both the houses were not really fit for residential purpose. But we managed to stay there for years.
In philosophy there was a very big garden in front and on the side of residential area for children to play and roam about. There was a big mango grove also which we used to enjoy in summer holidays. My father’s office and study room were a short distance away in the garden. Attached to that, there was a big assembly hall. Once Manik had given a music programme there. Some lectures or katha, keertan used to take place there. We had some fragrant flower trees there like Booch, Bakul and bushes of Auto-dil-bahar.
There was Ram mandir next to philosophy. It was constructed a few years before we shifted to philosophy. It was a beautiful temple. All the people from Amalner used to come there for Ram navami celebration.
My cousin Rajabhau Godbole was residing in the quarters nearby when he came back to India from Lahore –After partition in 1947 -48.His wife was a doctor and got a job in Pratap Hospital. We had good company for a short while till Rajabhau got a job in Delhi. Then they shifted to Delhi. They had a small daughter, Aruna. Asha was very fond of her. Malati Vahini,Aruna’s mother was a doctor. She was employed in Pratap hospital for a while. So Asha used to look after the child whenever possible.
Rashtra Seva Dal started in Amalner around 1940. All of us sisters i.e. Mai, daily I and Indu used to attend its shakha daily in the evening after school. The shakha was near town hall. Girls and boys shakha were separate but on the grounds nearby. We used to have zenda vandan, physical exercises like lathi, lexim. Sing some national songs and conclude the session with Vande mataram and return home before it was dark. Most of the Sundays we used to attend some Baudhik i.e. a lecture by a guest lecturer like S.M.Joshi, Madhu Limaye or some local leader. In summer holidays we used to attend early morning camp. It used to be for boys and girls together. Late in the morning one year Madhu Limaye gave a series of lectures and told us the history of National Congress. We got lot of friends that way. Mai became a full time worker later in her life. All those sewa dal workers used to come to our house late in the night after their day’s work was over for dinner and night rest and go away next morning.Those days Mai,I and Indu were away for education and akka used to be too tired after the day’s work, it was Shashi who used to entertain them by feeding them with pithal-bhakari.
In 1939, the second world war started. Soon after that the open grain markets were closed and rationing started. Rice ,Wheat ,sugar, kerosene were not available in open market. The quality of ration was very bad. Coarse red rice, Australian wheat and multi colored jwar,red yellow or even black were only available. Wheat roti and rice were prepared for sick, guests and small children and more often for my father, Dada.Whenever possible Akka used to buy it in Black Market. All our spare time was spent in standing in queues for the ration. We had very hard time for Akka to prepare something from the ration available feed us all 3 or 4 times a day. But at least we survived through that period. In 1943,in Bengal so much of food scarcity was there that 35 lac people died for want of food. All the rice was taken away by British Government for war soldiers. All over India People collected food and money as Bengal Fund. But that was not enough. The rationing continued for years after that.
In 1942, Quit India movement started. Lot of congress leaders and workers were arrested and put in jail. Some went underground to avoid arrest. We as students used to carry messages to and fro from underground workers. It was a thrilling experience. One of my classmate Indu Kesari was arrested while she was in some morcha.She went to Yerwada jail for six months. On 15th august 1942 around midnight the railway station, court, kacheri and post office were put on fire in Amalner.
That year we did not have annual exams. All students were promoted to next class.
I was in college in 1947, 15th August when India became independent. We experienced the turmoil of second world war and movement for Independence.
Soon after independence Refugees started coming to India. We were hearing their sad stories while travelling to India. Lot of Sindhis came to Amalner and started a new cloth market there. One Mr.Butani came to India in 1947.He with his family stayed next door in philosophy. His sister joined our college. For the first time we heard radio in Amalner, that too next door. We could hear lot of music and news on it.It was a new experience for us. We enjoyed it very much while it lasted.Because They left Amalner and went to Bombay soon after our exam in May 1948. Duru Butani became a doctor and famous gynecologist in Bombay. I met her in Bombay in some conference but she did not recognize me.While Duru was in our college we enacted one Hindi play in our annual gathering. Satyavan-Savitri was the play. Duru became Satyavan, Indu was Savitri and I was yama. Itwas a musical play. When I entered on stage to take away Satyawan’s pran the stage broke down and I fell on the ground from the stage. We had to pull the curtain and stop the play till the stage was repaired.
Dada taught us Bridge in one holiday when some of my cousins had come for a visit. We used to play daily while the vacation lasted. In one Dasara vacation we cousins, seven of us went to see Aurangabad-verul caves. We had to change train twice, once at Jalgaon and next at Manmad.As there was no place for all of us to sleep, four of us played bridge by rotation throughout the night. Those bridge sessions continued in all the vacations whenever we got four players.
Our Aurangabad verul trip was very memorable. Leela Gujrathi was our friend in Amalner .She gave us the address of her sister, Raman Vakil in Aurangabad and asked us to go to her for any help or guidance. As soon as we landed in Aurangabad we went to her house to find out if we could get a taxi to go to Verul and to see other tourist spots around so we could go back by night train. As soon as she saw us she asked us to stay with her till she made all arrangements for our trip. It so happened that she and her family members did not allow us to go anywhere that day. It was Dasara day. We had to stay with them and celebrate Dasara with special feast. In the evening we went round all over Aurangabad, visited all temples, met their friends and relatives. Next morning we went to Verul and came back in the evening. Again they took us to see Radio station and kept us there till our train had gone. As such we missed our train that day too. Next day we visited Bibi ka makbara,Panchakki,Ghrushneshwar temple and Aurangzeb tomb or mosque. As such we enjoyed their hospitality for three days and then went back. It was a rare experience for us from an unknown family which we could never forget.
On 30th Jan 1948 Mahatma Gandhi was shot dead. Our inter science preliminary exam was going on that day. Next day all our R.S.S.staff left the college. We were almost without any teachers. After that the college was practically closed. Till our exam in March we were left to study ourselves and attend the exam. Somehow we managed it the best way we could and managed to get through.
When the results came most of us had managed to get second class. I wanted to go to Medical College. We got the results with the mark sheet from Bombay University which happened to be blank. Then Dada went to Bombay with my application. When he presented the blank card in the University they refused to fill up that card.Demanded money for duplicate card. Since we did not have time to fight with them we paid for duplicate card and submitted my application form in Surgeon General Office. Those days there were no entrance exams etc. After a few days I got a telegramme from surgeon general’s office to inform me that I was admitted in B.J.Medical college.Poona.I should appear for interview with all my original documents on 10th June at Dean’s office at the college. It was so simple at that time.
College days
As the college was new there was no hostel for ladies. I stayed with Nanamama at Tilak road. I used to travel by bus. But the bus proved to be most unreliable. Invariably I used to miss my first lecture. So I purchased one second hand cycle. It proved to be the solution for my problem. That cycle I used for my college. Then I sent it to Tai for her daughters. All of them used it till they grew up .then it came back to me.I wanted to use it for going to hospital. But my husband did not allow me to use it.Those days no ladies were riding bicycles in Kothagudem.Later on when I got a car and started driving it people used to stand on the road to see a lady driving a car. There were three lady doctors in Kothagudem driving a car. Till my retirement I was the only lady left in Singareni who drove the car. Later on when I got company car, for a few days I drove it. Later on I got a driver also from the company
Next term I got admission in Y.W.C.A.which was near the college. It was meant for working women. But a few of us medical students were admitted there. In my room there were four girls. Each one had one cot and and one wall cuboard, one common table and one chair each. We had to keep all our belongings in our boxes under our cot. There was no place for studies. We used to study in library in the college. We demanded hostel for girls to our Dean. He promised to give us in the next academic year. So we got one newly constructed govt staff building as a hostel. It was a three story building on a main road without any compound wall or a watch man.There was no electricity for six months. We had to manage with kerosene lanterns. It being post war period there was rationing of the kerosene.We had to get it from ration shop and use it sparingly. Myself and my roommate Nalu Kulkarni were the seniormost in the hostel. There were only 14 girls in the hostel to begin with. Our room was on the third floor. So we decided to close the main door of the hostel at 10p.m.every day and open it at 6a.m.As such we informed all the girls in the hostel. For a few months we tried a contractor to run a mess in the hostel. But nobody was prepared to take the charge to supervise the mess work and instruct contractor what to cook for breakfast, lunch, tea and dinner. When Nalu and myself tried to run the mess the girls wanted different things every day of their own liking which was not possible. So ultimately we had to close the mess and return to our tiffin carriers or had to join the boy’s mess or hunt for outside eateries. It was a very painful. But there was no go. We used to prepare tea, coffee and breakfast in the room and go out for lunch and dinner or get tiffin in the hostel.
I enjoyed college days very much. In the first year I was elected as Intercollege Sports secretary. I had to go to different colleges along with our players or teams. I used to play lot of games too. There were a few girls only in our college who used to play most of the team games .Majority of them were from my class. So my class used to be the winner in interclass sports competitions. Being a new college there were very few facilities in our college. We used to play without shoes. No properly made grounds. I took part in Athletics also. I won in 200 m running race, long jump and discus throw. Every year I won Bridge and carom also along with Wagh.He used to play both the games very well.
We used to go for local trips like Botanical gardens, Sinhagad etc.on bycle.We went outside Pune also to several places like Goa, Girsappa, Mysur, Badami, Hampi, Vijapur, and Solapur etc.We enjoyed all those trips very much. In addition to sightseeing we made lots of friends and came to know lot of our classmates .This friendship lasted for many years. We started our classmates get together meetings after our retirement from 1990s till today. We meet once a year. First time we met we were 35.Slowly the number became less and less. Last year we were seven. This year we may be still less. One year we went to Murud and Jangeera .We roamed about in Konkan for two days and came back.
After graduation in 1953 ,I went to Vellore in Tamilnadu for my housesurgency and lost contact with most of the friends except Nalu Kulkarni to whom I used to meet whenever I came to Pune in holidays. After my graduation till my Retirement in 1989 I was out of Maharashtra. First Vellore then Dhanbad in Bihar for 6 years, then I went to Andhra for the rest of my working years till 1989.So there organisation’s Central and Regional hospitals till Nov 1961 and then went to A.P.and worked in different hospitals of Singareni collieries. In 1963 I got my D.G,O. and in 1966 M.D.In Gynecology and Obstetrics. So I was made in charge of Bellampalli hospital for a few years ,then came back to Kothagudem for a few years as Gynecologist. In 1970 I went to Ramgundam as in charge of hospital. In 1988 I came back to Kothagudem as Additional C.M.O.and retired from there on 1st Sept.1989.Since then I am Staying in Pune.I have very good memories of all these places. I made lots of friends in all these places.
I met my husband in Dhanbad. We were friends for many years .We got married in 1960.Before our marriage he left his job in Dhanbad and went to Kothagudem where his brother was G.M.In Singareni Collieries. He worked as Camp Officer in Gorakhpuri Camp in Kothagudem. Later on when that camp was closed due to riots among the local workers and Gorakharpuri workers in 1961 and company was forced to close the camp. After that my husband Vishwanath who was universally called Kaka was transferred to various other departments like timber yard, collieries stores and transport etc.
Vellore Days from Aug 53 to Feb 55.
I joined C.M.C.Hospital,Vellore,as Jr.House surgeon in Obs.and Gynaec dept. I worked for 6 months there. I had heavy duties. But I got good experience. After that I did rotatory house surgency in different departments for one year, till the end of Jan 55.On 30th Jan.54 our boss Dr.Jemison organized one picnic party in one of our rural hospitals. Rural road was very narrow. One Dr.Johnson was driving the minibus in which we were travelling with the permission of Dr.Jemison.One regular bus was going in front of us. Our driver was trying to overtake the bus. Actually there was no place to overtake the bus but our driver tried to do the same. He went to the extreme right of the road, hit a mile stone on the road and our bus turned turtle and fell in the ditch upside down throwing all of us on the road. All of us were unconscious for a while. Most of us became conscious after a few minutes but could not get up on our own. The same bus whom we were trying to overtake brought us back to the hospital. Most of us had some fracture. Some had multiple fractures. One girl had all the face bones fractured. Another girl had her spine crushed.I,Annamma Varghese and the driver Johnson did not have any fractures. All of us were admitted in the hospital, investigated ,and treated for our injuries. After one week’s Hospitalisation, I was discharged and sent home for 2 months rest. I had severe backache for quite some time after that.
My sister Mai came to Vellore and took me to Amalner. We went via Banglore,Belgaum and Mumbai. One day we stayed in Belgaum with Mai’s friend Yamu Kanhere.Our next halt was at Bombay with Kusumtai and then we went to Amalner. I went back to Vellore at the end of Feb. For one year I worked in different departments, like medicine, surgery, pediatrics, anesthesia, ophthalmology and casuality. They called it rotatory junior house surgency. It was compulsory before getting senior house surgency I wanted to work in Ob-ngyn.But there was no vacancy there.They offered me ortho ,or nonclinical subjects which I did not want to do. Hence I left Vellore in Feb.55 and went back to Amalner. While in Vellore I Went to Madras twice for my registration in Madras Medical Council. I had a friend in madras doing her M.D.in Govt. Maternity Hosital.I stayed with her and roamed round whole of Madras by bus. That sightseeing was very good.-
While in Vellore I visited a few places around. I went to Tirupati one week end along with my two friends Savitri and Indira. We had very leisurely trip. Those days there were no crowds at Tirupati temple.
Another trip I made to Trichur.Lata mami’s parents were staying there. I enjoyed a few days break ,family life and sightseeing also. I had poli twice a day there along with Kerala specialities. At Vellore I got bored eating rice day in and day out. Whenever I got a chance I used to go to a restaurant outside hospital and eat puri bhaji to heart’s content.
Two of Vellore Doctors,Dr.Bhat and Dr. Prema were getting married at Calicut. Lot of us doctors from Vellore went to Calicut by a special bus stayed there for two nights and one day , enjoyed the wedding and Calicut trip.
While in Bombay before going to Amalner I made enquiry in Bombay. I could have got Honarary Post Graduate studentship in some hospital. But my father refused to send me for that. He wanted me to take some job as he said, he may retire any day and I had to take the responsibility of looking after the family. My younger sisters and brother were still in school and colleges. Sisters had to be married and so on. So I started looking for a job. I got a job in pulgaon in one newly started Maternity Home. I had a cousin in Pulgaon. Her husband was a private practitioner there. She made me stay with her. It was a great help for me.The Hospital was so small there was no facility for surgery. We used to conduct only normal deliveries.All complicated cases we had to send to Wardha or Nagpur.I enjoyed my stay in Pulgaon for five months. In the meanwhile I was looking for another job.I applied for U.P.S.C.jobs,one in Bihar and another in Simla.I went for both interviews in Delhi. I was selected for both jobs. I went to Nagpur for my Medical exam. My cousin was working in govt.hospital, Nagpur. So it was easy for me to get medical checkup done .In Aug.55 I left that job in Pulgaon and went back to Amalner. In Oct 55 I got a call from U.P.S.C.and advised to join at Dhanbad as Lady Doctor in Central Hospital of Coal Mines Labour Welfare Organisation. I joined Dhanbad hospital on 24th Oct.55.Then the Pooja holidays were going on. So quite a no.of doctors were on leave. My father, Dada had come with me and one old lady Jiji had come to look after my house till I could make local arrangement.Dr.Vimal Khare was Gynecologist there. On 25th it was Dasara. One couple Mr. and Mrs.Narsing came to the hospital to meet me.Mr.Narsing was Telugu Mrs. Narsing was Marathi. They heard a Marathi lady doctor has come to Dhanbad so they came to meet me and invite me for lunch next day for Dasara. It so happened that they knew my father.Mr Narsing had come to Jaipur to our house some years ago. Then they went to my house to meet Dada. Later on we became great friends and I got a family of Akka Dada And Sudha, Beena, and their daughters.
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