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My Mohalla: The champion of strays

Posted 10 Jun 2010 — by admin
Category Animal rights, My mohalla, Public spaces, neighborhoods, neighbourhoods, strays

By Malaika Mathew Chawla, 13


We know her as Padma Aunty. Every day I see her giving food to the strays in our area – once in the morning and once in the evening. I have spoken to her many times, sometimes to tell her about an injured stray I had seen, sometimes to ask her what to do about a dog with fleas in my housing colony. Jalebi Ink had asked us to choose some people in our neighbourhood who we see every day but know very little about. I decided to get to know Padma Aunty better. Here’s what I found out.

Her name is Padma Chandansingh Disorya. She lives in Dadar (west). She was born in Indore, Madhya Pradesh. Padma works with In Defence of Animals (IDA), a company that looks after strays in Mumbai and fights for their rights. Her boss’s office is in ONGC Complex, behind my housing colony in Bandra. She has been working with animals for five years. Before this, she used to work in an STD booth. She also took a course in nursing. “But all this remained incomplete,” she says. Her husband is dead and she stays with her parents and has a daughter and son.

When I asked her how and when she began working with animals, this is what she said: “A few days after my husband died, I heard a dog howling in the street. In our family we have a tradition – widows are not allowed to step out of the house for some days. But I was worried. So I asked my father. He allowed me to go see what the problem was. He also gave me 100-rupee note in case it was needed. I found the dog – one of the bones in its vertebral column was broken and the dog was in agony. I took the dog to the animal hospital in Parel where it was treated by Dr Sangeeta Vengsarkar [a well-known vet in Mumbai] free of charge. Soon the dog became okay and I saw it was a very lively dog. I still hadn’t thought of taking up animal relief work. Some days later, I rescued a girl who was being harassed by some people. I took her to the police and helped file a complaint. After coming back home, I felt scared that the same people harassing her could harm me too. I used to barely step out of the house.  I wouldn’t even go to the terrace to hang clothes to dry. I was working in an STD booth – something that requires you to be in full public view. I had stopped going to work. One day I received a call from Dr Sangeeta and I told her about my problem. She told me she knew someone who had an animal relief association who was looking for someone. I went and I got the job.”

Padma Aunty knows the names of all the strays – cats and dogs – in the area and they all love her. She feeds 26 dogs and 20 cats every day. I asked her how the animals in the area reacted when they saw her: “Tipsy jumps on me and gets very excited. Brownie comes running with great speed. And starts doing strange somersaults in the air. The cats keep walking around my legs, brushing against me.

In what language does she speak to them? “When they start barking unnecessarily sometimes I say ‘Kathee kidhar hai?’ (Where’s the stick?). I speak to them in Hindi. They understand me.”

I asked Padma Aunty to share some stories of how some of the strays came to her. “Babli was found in a garage dump. Rhea was attacked when she had puppies and we rescued her. I found Winny with swollen red marks all over her as if a hot iron had been pressed on  her. It’s strange how nasty humans can be.”

There are many cars on the roads around us and they keep increasing. A couple of years back a car rental service set up its office here. Padma Aunty says she has had to rescue many injured dogs who were harmed by cars.

That's me with one of the strays

She has had to deal with many complaints over the years from residents who wanted her to stop taking care of the dogs. “But I have a lot of support too. Nobody has harmed me or my strays till now.”

What makers her sad? “Sometimes a child calls me and asks me to rescue some animal in distress. I call the ambulance but sometimes they do not react on time and it’s too late. This makes me very sad.”

My Mohalla: Counting crosses in Bandra

Posted 06 May 2010 — by admin
Category My mohalla, neighbourhoods

By Aiden Lillywhite, Akul and Sheldon

Akul, Aiden and Sheldon

The narrow street on which we spotted many crosses

In Bandra where we stay, there’s a small area with many old houses with tiled roofs. This is Runwar Village.  Some of these houses are more than a century old. That is why this area has been declared a ‘heritage precinct’.

One thing that strikes anyone who comes here is the large number of crosses.

We counted – on just two very small lanes, there were 23 crosses.

Some right next to each other. Some were on the road.  Some in people’s verandahs. One turn on the road had six crosses.

We were curious. We set out to find out the reason behind the crosses. Some people said it was because the area was full of Catholics. Some said to help people pray on their way to work or back.

Mr John Gomes tells us the story of the plague

Then we met Mr John Gomes, a resident of Chapel Road. There are six crosses all a stone’s throw away from his house. He told us almost a century back, Bandra had been struck by a plague. Many people died. This place was overtaken by rats who spread the disease by biting people. “People were dying like flies, Mr Gomes told us. “We would bury someone, some back and see another person had died. The dead were sometimes carried away in cartloads. Many people packed their belongings and fled to the mountain.” Which mountain, we asked. Mt Mary, he replied. (Mt Mary is a church in Bandra situated on a little hill facing the sea). That is why people built the crosses, Mr Gomes said, to protect themselves from the plague. As a plea to Jesus to save them. Had anyone died in his family? No, he replied.

This cross was built in 1907. The plague ended in 1906.

We later found out that the plague happened between 1896 to 1906. Lord Sandhurst, who was the Governor of Bombay at that time, appointed a committee headed to combat the plague. There are over 150 commemorative crosses in Bandra.

There were other reasons for building some of the crosses. In a very old book called ‘Bandra: Its Religious and Secular History’ (published in 1939), local historian Bras Fernandes writes this: “People believed that evil spirits haunted the junctions of three roads, burial grounds and even the ponds in the paddy fields that stretched beyond Hill Road. Many stone crosses were thus erected on “less frequented roads and along the seashore, chiefly to preserve the living from the fear of ghosts and the spirits of darkness”.

Nowadays the crosses are spots where people stop to pray. Or hang garlands. People gather in front of the big ones during religious festivals and sing and chant.

My Mohalla: Rafoowaale Chacha

Posted 03 May 2010 — by admin
Category My mohalla, Street Vendors, Uncategorized, neighbourhoods

By Sakshi Khanna, 12

I see him every day when I come back from school, sitting on a little ledge next to an old dry cleaning shop on Bazaar Road in Bandra (west). He sits there from 10 till 1 pm every day, squinting at the piece of cloth draped over his, stitching deftly. Sometimes he looks up, straightens his back and shrugs his shoulders. He is a darner – that is, he mends torn clothes. This skill is known as rafoo – the delicate and very old art of hand-mending torn clothes, using tiny, almost invisible stitches.

He has a handpainted sign behind him advertising his services. When  asked him what his name was he said “Just call me Rafoowaale Chacha (Rafoo Uncle), that’s how everyone knows me.” He told me he has done this for as long as he can remember. “I think I am sixty or sixty seven years old. And I have been doing this for more than fifty years. And I will continue till my eyesight’s fine.” He lives in JJ Colony and walks at least a kilometer every day.

With him, he brings a bag full of scraps of cloth. He unravels the cloth pieces to get thread of different colours for rafoo. He says this is how the best rafoo is done  – either with thread from the original fabric itself or from scraps. He has a very thin needle with him so as to not leave any marks of repairing. “It should look like it has never been torn.” He makes between Rs100 to Rs200 per day.

While I am talking to him, four customers come up. A woman comes up with a pair of jeans. Another customer, Prajukta, says her kurta was torn while traveling in the local train.

Prajukta  says she swears by Rafoowaale Chacha. Once she had given him a dupatta with many holes and he darned it perfectly.

Rafoowaale Chacha tells me he lives with his wife – “all my sons have left with their wives.” And that they suffer from many health problems – “diabetes, heart”. He requests me to put his phone number in my story about him in case anyone can help them. Here it is: 9867446323.

By then, it’s nearly one o clock. Rafoowaale chacha wraps us everything, picks up his bag full of scraps and smiles at me. Then he leaves for home.

My Mohalla: The Keymaker

Posted 22 Apr 2010 — by admin
Category My mohalla, Street Vendors, neighbourhoods

By Subhashri Acharya, 10

Have you ever been locked out of your house because you left your housekeys behind inside the house? It’s happened to many people I know. Who do you go to? The local keymaker of course.

In Bandra, where I live, you can see many keymakers on the pavements. All of them use colourful handpainted signs to advertise themselves.

But the one who gets noticed most is Javed Khan. His ad is a giant, bright yellow and red key hanging from a tree. You can see it from really far away.

Javed Khan has been making keys for 35 years now. He says he began making keys when he was just ten years old. Sometimes he gets many customers. Some days he gets a lot less. Human beings keep losing the many different keys they have in their lives – the car keys, the keys to the cupboard, two-wheeler keys, keys to a safe or a locker.

He says he makes anything from five to fifteen keys in a day. He showed us a huge bunch of old keys and different sets of key blanks. When anyone comes to him to make a duplicate, he cuts the key blanks into the required shape. Sometimes when you do not have a key at all because you have lost it, he can measure the keyhole and make a key for you.

He uses many tools to make keys. When he is making a duplicate, he uses a special prong to measure the distance between the notches in a key. Then he cuts and files the duplicate key according to the measurements he has taken. He uses different files to shape keys.

Sometimes he uses this machine to cut the notches in the key. He ordered it all the way from Delhi. It costs Rs20,000!  It uses two things to make a copy of a key in less than a minute — a sensor and a cutter.

Are you wondering how much it would cost to make a key? Anything from Rs5 to Rs40, depending on the key.

We gave him a key to make a duplicate of and he made it in eight minutes ten seconds flat.

I asked him what if some thief or a criminal comes to him to get a key made, can he make out if someone has bad intentions? Khan said that it is very difficult to make out. But if gets suspicious of someone because of wrong signals or vibes, he just refuses to make a key.

Javed Khan told us he is from Lucknow in Uttar Pradesh in north India. He says people in his family have been making keys for many years. His uncle was a keymaker too. He likes to live in Bombay because the climate is always pleasant here.

Watch a video report of this story on Jalebi Ink’s YouTube channel:

The Keymaker on YouTube

My Mohalla: A bone-setters shop

Posted 21 Apr 2010 — by admin
Category My mohalla, neighbourhoods

By Tanvi Paul, 13

I was going to my weekly dance class in Juhu one day. I saw this little shop. It was a bone-setters shop. It was on a very narrow street called Garage Galli (because the narrow road has so many mechanics and garages). My mother told me bone-setters are also known as jerrahs and hadvaids. In Mumbai, in parts, you can still find some families who have been practicing bone-setting for 12 generations. Bone-setters say they can make out the nature of a bone injury by just looking at the area or by feeling it. They do not need X-rays. A lot of people who cannot afford hospital bills and expenses come to the bone setters.

Did you know that our bones are not heavy at all – in fact they account for only about 14 per cent of an adult’s total body weight. But the outer part of our bones is as strong as tough as reinforced concrete.

We know that our bodies can heal broken bones on its own but it does need a helping hand to realign them properly. This is where the ancient trade of bone setting comes in. Here are some fascinating facts I dug out: In Egypt in 10,000 BC, physicians stretched limbs until the bones realigned. They would then set them with splints made of tree bark wrapped in linen. Bamboo splints were used in Asia. In Europe, blacksmiths doubled as bone-setters.

My Mohalla: Art on the walls

Posted 18 Mar 2010 — by admin
Category My mohalla, Public spaces, neighbourhoods

One morning, we woke up to see the walls in our neighbourhood, Bandra, in Mumbai had been adorned with paintings  – some beautiful, some fantastical, others strange but interesting and some that were like bad squiggles in our text books. It was fascinating – a walk to the school or bazaar is now a completely different experience. We don’t know what we will come across. A barber with a razor, twirling his moustache. A skeleton calling itself the ‘ghost of Bandra’.  Amitabh Bachchan. A blue face with a red tongue sticking out – this reminded us of the image of goddess Kali, only it was a man’s face with a moustache. We decided to spend a sunny afternoon exploring the painted walls.

Here are some photos of that afternoon. More graffiti is coming up all around us. We will keep track and keep you posted.

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