Showing posts with label Ghanashyam Pradhan. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ghanashyam Pradhan. Show all posts

Sunday, June 22, 2014

Thanks letter to the photographs send in 1969 to Bridgette Aurora


Dear Bridgette

                      Thanks for those photographs of Mussoorie which was supplied through your kind consideration. Those nostalgic days have to be ............
                     Rest ok from this side. Hopefull of the best days for you and your family. Do try to contact through email ever.

                                                        Ghanashayam Pradhan
                                                           (June 22, 2014)

Down the Stream Side (Friends of Wynberg-Allen School 1968)

The back side of the photograph reads: 15.3.1968, signed by G. Pradhan with a small note "Taken down the streams side with Koushal's camera".

Peter Shirdman, GS Pradhan, Awasthi, Oliver Paul, Narjeevan Kaushal, Ashok Dillon and Peter John Mathew.

For more :

When the Alwynian met after 41 years in Sikkim - i

Sunday, May 30, 2010

LO Edwards former Wynberg-Allen School's Headmaster writes to his student in Sikkim

LO Edwards (circled) in group photographs of Wynberg-Allen School Staffs

The two articles i wrote about the reunion of Wynberg-Allen School members, Mussoorie When the Alwynian met after 41 years in Sikkim - i and its second part When the Alwynian met after 41 years in Sikkim - ii holds special to me. The articles was itself a historical moment of an account of reunion of old school teachers meeting up their old students at Gangtok, late November. My Dhaba, Ghanashyam Pradhan at Parakha, was able to contact Shanker Menon his old friend at Oman through my blog and i am happy i was the medium between them.

This time around my Dhaba had contacted with Mr LO Edwards, his old Head Master at Wynberg-Allen School and is very pleased to share the letter send by his old Head Master through this blog. He wish if any of his old friends come across this articles they can contact him. 

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Two Sikkimese philatelists received Sapphire award in "Stampmania 2009"

Singtam:  Shital Pradhan and Roshan Prasad from Sikkim received Sapphire award each at "Stampmania 2009" the First National One Frame Philatelic Exhibition held on 18-20 December 2009 organised by Baroda Philatelic Society, Vadodara. Around 448 philatelists from India had participated in the competition. The awards were categorized as Diamond, Ruby, Silver, Sapphire, Topaz and Certificate of Participation.  

Shital Pradhan had received the award for his theme “Sikkim through Philately” in ‘Not yet categorized’ category while Roshan Prasad received Sapphire award for his “Cricket – Indian Sub Continent” in thematic category. Roshan Prasad had represented the Sikkim Philatelic Society at Vadodara and had also received special award from the organizing committee. Four Philatelists from Sikkim had sent their exhibits in the national event that had Sumina Parajuli receiving the Topaz Award while Deepen Pradhan received the Certificate of Participation. 

It is an honour for our young budding philatelist from our state to compete at national level philatelic competition and receive an award. This achievement shall encourage our Sikkim Philatelic Society too, said Ganesh Pradhan, President, Sikkim Philatelic Society. Sikkim Philatelic Society congratulates each of them for their success, he further added.

Saturday, December 12, 2009

My article helped two friends contact each other after four decades

It was simply wonderful to hear that my article helped two friends come across each other after more than four decades. My article  When the Alwynian met after 41 years in Sikkim - i and its second part When the Alwynian met after 41 years in Sikkim - ii helped Shanker Menon, former student from Wynberg-Allen School, Mussoorie now working in Oman contact his old school friend Ghanashyam Pradhan at Parakha, Sikkim.

The articles was itself a historical moment of an account of reunion of old school teachers meeting up their old students at Gangtok, late November.

Saturday, November 28, 2009

When the Alwynian met after 41 years in Sikkim - ii

Dhaba (circled) with Class IX classmates with Mr. Firth  (1968)

After a little while the teachers came back. Mr. Pakianathan wanted to recharge his mobile voucher and he handed me Rs 500 note. It wasn’t easy to locate an ‘easy recharge mobile shop’ in the nearby locality of Hotel Tibet. Yet just near the SNT office, I found one shop that could do easy recharge. Due to roaming facility I suppose, there was only Rs 100 balance left when I easy recharged the mobile number with Rs 300. It took me around 10-15 minutes to return back to the Hotel, by then the host and guest was comfortably sitting side by side sharing affection of old days.    
I sat on one of the sofa near the window with the partly hidden Mt Kanchenjunga facing my back. I was closely watching from behind the old fellows in their own world of the late 60s. Dhaba had brought Xerox copy of “The Alwynian”, annual school magazine of Wynberg-Allen School that had photographs of his schooling days and shared with his teachers. They talked about those days, those students, those colleagues and there were two of us myself and Dhama just giving an occasional smile when we were given a momentary look.
Tea with biscuits were served to us at the hotel but I was more into those faces of persons sitting opposite to me who came all the way from London to spend some happy moment in Sikkim. Mr. Pakianathan would talk “Oh! Ganashyam”, in his UK ascent he was a nice student, a leader of a Gardening Club and a sports enthusiast, in reply Dhaba added what I am today is all due to Mr. Pakianathan’s lesson of mathematics and his morals. Mrs. Pakianathan, Dhaba’s social study passed on a smile whereas Mr. Firth too added his views on Dhaba in his couple of year’s stint as a teacher at Wynberg-Allen School. Mr. Firth, in his light golden hair looked more of a Hollywood actor rather than a teacher much happier visiting Sikkim. He was to India for the first time after he left Wynberg-Allen School, Mussoorie in late 60s. For Pakianathans it was their second trip after they left Mussoorie in 60s.
All of a sudden the topic of conversation shifted to “Gundruk”, yes you heard me right and Mr. Pakianathan recollected his memories of Gundruk, which he in his own words told “He (Dhaba) brought me a sack of Gundruk from Sikkim once and it was Gundruk all the week till it was finished” and we all laughed.  In the meantime Mrs. Pakianathan sitting on the opposite side of us invited Dhama to look upon her video camera to let her introduce to her daughter who was settled in Sydney. She was letting Dhama watch one photograph after another and Dhama was just nodding up her head in response to her exchange of words.

Mr. Pakianathan, Dhaba and Mr. Firth (2009)
I was watching everything as one watch over in a silver screen, I could see the enthusiasm and shine in Dhaba’s face and I could read his mind as he was preparing to come out with every thought possible of those days to make the noon-time more momentous. He also had brought along with him old Wynberg-Allen School day’s photographs from his album that had the groups of Sikkim. He showed it to Mr. Firth and he was able to identify few of them. Well little knowledge of information for all, Ghanashyam Pradhan was among the first 8 students to have got a Sikkim State scholarship to study outside Independent Sikkim.
Joining him at Wynberg-Allen School, Mussoorie were Prem Das Rai, present Member of Parliament from Sikkim and Mingma Bhutia Senior SP Check Post residing at Gangtok. Mingma Bhutia ‘Sir’ needs a special mention here, it was of his kind generosity the small get-together of the Alwynians was made possible and he even hosted a Dinner for the guests. Other students to join Wynberg-Allen School in the 60s included Tej Rasaily, Gopal Rai, late Janak Kumar Chettri and others. In the mean time Dhaba also made her daughter Pramila Pradhan and his brother LN Pradhan talk with his teachers in mobile.
The wheel of clock was turning around and couple of hours went by in a whisker of laughters and nostalgic moments. It was time for us to leave, we exchanged our greetings and left Hotel Tibet with thought that we would be in touch with each other through letters and mail that I had noted down in my note book. I was to drop Dhaba and Dhama at Parakha and return back to Singtam with Pranay. It was already late evening when we reached Ranipool; the shops at Pakyong bazaar were bright with lights when we crossed it and finally it was a full moon showing us way till we reached Parakha.
After having our dinner we made our way back, just few kilometers from Parakha is a small village called Linkey where one of my old school day teacher lives. Raju Thapa, but we fondly call him Raju Sir; he is running a private school out there. I do make it a point to visit him whenever I go to Parakha and this time around it had been 4-5 years long that I had not come across him. After a cup of hot tea, we made adieu and was on our way back to Singtam, with a wonderful day behind to be remembered for a long time. 

Saturday, November 21, 2009

When the Alwynian met after 41 years in Sikkim - i

 Mr. Pakianathan, Dhaba, Mr. Firth, 
Mrs. Pakianathan and Dhama at Hotel Tibet corridor

When I first heard that my Dhaba (my father’s elder brother) was having a small reunion with few of his teachers of Wynberg-Allen School, Mussoorie out at Gangtok after 41 long years, I could not stop myself from asking him to take me along to be part of that precious moment. I was happy he did not denied me but there was many thoughts going on my mind while we were on the drive to Gangtok from Singtam. Believe me when I say that Dhaba came all the way from Parakha, his residential to pick me up along with Dhama ( his wife) and Pranay (his son).

Dhaba was in high spirits looking forward to meet his teachers all the way from London. I was excited and curious to know as well as how shall the duo of student-teacher (I mean Dhaba and his teachers) react at their first interaction after more than four decades and what shall be their talks. All these different thought made me busier till we reached Hotel Tibet at the heart of Gangtok, where those people had been staying out. We even had bought pickles as a reminder from the guests from the Pick-Up Shop of Singtam Juice Factory.

My Dhaba, Ghanashyam Pradhan, lovingly called ‘GS Sir’, by one and all is a retired former Headmaster of Phadamchen SSS. An educationist with vibrant thoughts that was shown in his teaching days had been the trademark of his more than two decade long illustrious profession. He enjoys his retire life out at Parakha, a few hour drive from Pakyong with his grandchildren and contributing in certain social gatherings. But at anytime if one mentions him about his staying at Wynberg-Allen School, he does not make a gimmick in sharing off his best years of his life. I had always admired the English ascent and the fluency he had and without doubt all thank to Wynberg-Allen School, those teachers, friends and to that atmosphere for it.

Coming back to Hotel Tibet, it was already mid-noon when we reached there and we were told that the guests from England was on the way from Changu Lake accompanied by Mingma Bhutia, an another former student from Sikkim and was about to arrive at the hotel within few minutes. All the way I had been listening up name of one of the teacher more often, his name was Pakianathan. I was fumbling off with the pronunciation of the name and giving up a thought that he might be some old guy from South East Asia, somewhere between Malaysia, Indonesia and nearby those countries.

 Dhaba kneeling infront of Mr. Pakianathan (1968)

The moment finally arrived when an Indian looking 60 plus gentleman entered from the entrance door of the Hotel Tibet and Dhaba went to greet him. He gave his introduction and in between their talks I could make up my mistake that the very Indian looking person was Mr. Pakianathan himself not to do anything with my geographical speculation! Watching both of them hug was something you don’t often come across. Watching Dhaba having a stick to walk, Mr. Pakianathan was surprised and teased Dhaba grabbing his stick?

Few minutes after him followed an Indian lady; she was Mrs. Pakianathan who was also Dhaba’s teacher at Wynberg-Allen School and then finally few foreign faces. Among them included Mr. Firth, Dhaba’s English Teacher with his wife and fellow friends. They made us take a seat at the sofa and left for some fresh up. I was watching Dhaba being restless could be that he was preparing within himself about what to speak of all the years. It might be about excitement of meeting his old teachers that could not be hidden from his face.