Himalayan Times (1954)

November 14, 1954

Ifijinnlaijan J-jniei

Five

KODAY MEETS MOOSA

A BY KODAY'

The other day 1 met only as fairytales to the lock at the big piano,

my friend "Moosa" the outside world. But to the With a twinkle in his

rat. To the lovers of simple and unsophiscated eyes he said, '0 Koday!

Moosa I beg apology with folk? around here it is a that a a legacy left over

all humility for taking real thing a thing of awe by a friend of mine." He

this liberty of calling him and reverence. History was played some folk tunts

a rat. Of course he is a written with blo< d & tears and we 'sang' together a

hundred per cent rat and long-long ago in their love song. The sun cast

the rat of the Digooray' hearts, o in reverence for his la*t radiant hue over

family who is heard squea- the brave spirits of their the pine tiees. It Was

king and squealing in the ancestors who dwell there, nearly dusk and we Bat

barns and the ceilings the village folks every down by the fire side over

disturbing and haunting \»ars dining Ohaita and "Tongbas" We enjoyed

the Pot Bellies in their Vaisukha climb up to the the longbas with all t e

cosy beds as nightmares hilltop to p:.y respect to relishness that of a Russian

He* is unseen but l.e sees the spirit of the spirits over his Vodka, or a Sad.hu

everything and everybody the "Damsong Deota.'* In over bis Qanja We tal

with his small diamoiid- the yonder valley at the ked on various subjects—

eyes as if through a foot of these historical Love, beauty, marriage

magnifying glass. But I hilis lives 'Moosa' all alom religion and what not. The

must say here that he is in a 'bjg bungalow'. Like owls booted from a nearby

a friend of the poor and words worth in the wood- tree, the Jackals gave a

the helpless. They hail lands, he lives a lite sor- bowl and thus the hours

him as *!>igooray-Deota". rounded by nature loving rol'ed on.

The historical Dam- and living every bit of To our readers 'Moosa'
song Gari K> glimmering it. At this hour of the fa known as the humorist,
.in the twilight evening day I reached Moosa's His article" entitled "Bon
as if to remind us of all 'spacious buugalow'. His Voyage"'display thfa lite-
those who fought and face brightened up to meet rary art to *he fullest
died bravely like the an old pal after so many extent. • I would call him
knights of the round table. years. ''Hallo Koday ! I tt Satirist. "Hazir Hai".
These were the days when was expecting you," he 'I'edong Mela' and other
men fought bravely and said with a smile. We are bo artistically woven
pquarely like real he men. went in and at a glance that every One *tin^rl!he
The fort still stands there it could be surmised that higher, strata of society
amids the quiet Himaiayan he was not living a luxu- with a message. His treat-
hills as the book itself rious life in that 'luxurious merit , of Nature is exhi-
to tell of those who are villa' a few old chairs, larating: "Musingson Mon-
doad and gone. Its his a few tables, a clock and soons"fand ''Prelude to
tnry was never written drawers filled with books Winter" are fine example
go the story of this p<«rt filled up the drawing roorri. on this. line. "'I he mark
of the world passes off My eyes then went to . 0f a really great book,