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CLOSE ENCOUNTERS Prof Som Nath Dhar Have you ever broken into a sweat admist snow' In freezing cold, on top of a hillock' With your heart pumping all the adrenaline that your body can produce. That is precisely that happened to men in Kashmir one day in my younger days. Also, to my friend and companion, Brij Nath Kaul, who was with me on that unforgettable morning, when driven by the climber's itch, we climbed the Shankaracharya Hill. Normally, one could not climb the hill in winter, especially if it had snowed. But no fresh snow had fallen for a week or so. Braving the bitter cold, we were on the peak of the 1000 metre hill at about 9 in the morning. Before enteringthe world-famous temple, we squatted on a boulder to regain our breath and to enjoy the scenery of the Dal Lake, at our feet, as it were and the mountains facing us. Suddenly, out of nowhere, a huge beast (of prey) appeared very close to us, on the slope towards the Maharaja's palace, whose boundary is marked by a tall fence. 'Look, there is a big cat', shouted Brij Nath, in his innocence because he was seeing a leopard for the first time. I knew better. Literally, in a panic, I hustled him, 'It's a leopard, you ignorant fool! It can kill us. Let us run for safety'. And, we ran, literally; in a few minutes, we were right inside the temple itself. I told the Pujari, a Swamiji, about the leopard. But he was absolutely non-challant! He said, 'Acha, bayta, koi fikir nahin, men us ko khavonga', (Not to worry, my boys, I'll eat up the animal). It hardly made any sense but gave us a little hope of survival. But we wouldn't stir out of the safety of the temple. We waited for a whole hour until it was time for him to walk down to Durganag temple, where he resided, and provide an escort to us. It was only later on that we released that the poor leopard didn't have us in his beastly mind. It was greedily gazing at a dog that accompanied an Englishwoman and was running down the ravine. Those days many Englishmen and their wives would stay on in the Valley even in winter, to have a feel of a cold British winter with a white Christma et al! CYCLING ON ICE
And then it happened. The tragedy which all apprehended was bound to follow the fun struck when a boy failed to notice a crack on the surface of the lake. In a flash, he and his bicycle went down, leaving no trace. He was taken out soon enough but to one could revive him. In today's environment, he would be revived but those days, nobody knew how to do it! With that the fun over the lake stopped for ever. The lake never froze like that again, possibly the water is so badly polluted and now carries a great deal of lake weeds. A NARROW ESCAPE
My grandmother, Vishimal, would look out for me as soon as she heard of a fire in the neighbourhood. Because I was the intrepid fire-fighter, a Scout, born to the trade, as it were. I would be among the first fire-fighters, passing on buckets of water, etc., to quell the fire. One evening, I reached the top of a house which was engulfed in flames. The fire was spreading, despite our efforts to control it. No fire tender had reached the place. Even if one would reach at all, it would be after the damage, irretrievable, had been done. Passing on the buckets of water, I found myself on the edge of the roof of the building. I could not retrace my steps. The only way out for me was to jump across the lane to the neighbouring building in front. I don't remember how I pulled it off. I jumped across the lane to the roof of the three-storey building. The roofs those days used to have vegetation-sometimes, flowers, etc.--as these were covered with clay. I held on to the sturdy plants for dear life, even as the spectators down below shouted with joy. SAVING A LIFE
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