{"id":50,"date":"2016-04-20T05:17:00","date_gmt":"2016-04-20T05:17:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/sibha.in\/sibhawprandom\/2016\/04\/20\/a-town-called-mhow\/"},"modified":"2021-10-02T20:38:24","modified_gmt":"2021-10-02T15:08:24","slug":"a-town-called-mhow","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/sibha.in\/RR\/2016\/04\/20\/a-town-called-mhow\/","title":{"rendered":"A Town Called Mhow"},"content":{"rendered":"

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\u00a0 How often have I been asked ? A south Indian, how come you have settled down at Mhow? I have no clear answers . But every time\u00a0 I hear such a question, it triggers a series of thoughts on the uniqueness of Mhow.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0 As a fauji I have been through 23 different places of posting , generally referred to as a military station or a cantonment. Many fellow-rovers would\u00a0 agree with me that most of the people , toy with the idea of settling down in their place of posting<\/span>, some time or the other <\/span>. It could be the Nilgiris,\u00a0 a Punjabi might fall in love with or Pithoragarh (google map please!) that might entice a South Indian. But these places are known for the short tourist seasons , and the ideas for taking roots\u00a0 at such places are also seasonal…\u00a0 In Pithoragarh\u00a0 if you go through one winter ,\u00a0 the salubrious climate in Summer is spoilt with this thought \u201cIf summer is here , can winter be far behind ?, .. run before it sets in” . It would be John Keats reverse-quoted (a word I just coined) .<\/span><\/div>\n
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So it goes, one place good only for summer, another good only for winter, too far N<\/span>orth or too far S<\/span>outh, East or west , too much rain or too little rain, concrete jungle or too remote a place and it goes on… Now let us look at Mhow. It is like the story of Narasimhavatar<\/a> of Vishnu…. neither too warm or too cold, neither too N<\/span>orth or too S<\/span>outh, neither urban nor rural, neither a cantonment nor a civil area…well , on which ever axis you consider, it falls right in the middle ! It Includes some dubious considerations; neither are people too law abiding nor too lawless !<\/span><\/div>\n
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Any account<\/span> of Mhow is not complete without a mention of <\/span>Mhow-bazaar. The Main street is almost as if custom made for the fauji ladies ! Walking across just half a km, they can find\u00a0\u00a0 fancy gowns, dresses , suits, leather jackets, leather boots, <\/span>or beautiful curtains , <\/span>paintings, wood carvings and such stuff for their drawing room , ingredients to exercise<\/span> all their culinary skills in Chinese and Continental<\/span> dishes (poor husbands !)<\/span>.<\/span> Mhow tailors , historically , have been catering for the Rajas and aristocrats during\u00a0<\/span> British India<\/span> and later to the army personnel posted all over the country in the Independent India. I for one have always got my uniforms made at Mhow, wherever I was posted; did I say 23 stations ?<\/span><\/div>\n
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Whats so great about a market and tailors? It is the ambiance<\/span> that strikes. Whether it is the people moving about in the narrow streets and lanes of the town, or the shop keepers sitting at their desk on a summer afternoon, there is a sense of timelessness. Many shops actually shut down from two to f<\/span>our for the afternoon siesta. The bhoras are always smiling with the ‘koi dikkat nahin’ attitude. I bought\u00a0 curtain rods for my house, my<\/span> measurements turned out to be wrong and I <\/span>went back for exchanging<\/span> them<\/span> , not with much hope. As it happened <\/span>,\u00a0 fresh piecees were<\/span> cut to the revised size w<\/span><\/span>ith a ‘Koi dikkat nahin’ smile.<\/span><\/div>\n
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\"\"My wife had<\/span> been lugging around an old Sumit mixer grinder , absolutely functional but one crucial knob missing. The machine was so obsolete no spares were\u00a0 available anywhere. That was before we reached Mhow. A 10 ft by 12 ft shop with a know-all , do-all owner, with a ‘koi dikkat nahin ‘ attitude\u00a0 found the right solution in no time . It is not just the jugaad for repairing stuff , they can also produce such stuff found only in elite stores.<\/span> I was looking for a ‘quiche tray’ and the same shop-keeper produced it seemingly out of nowhere. (I had only recently learnt the word ‘quiche’ but as a shop-keeper of Main street , Mhow he was fully aware of the the contraption as an essential need of a fauji mem-saab.)<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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An ancient defence service officers institute coupled with modern libraries, gymnasiums<\/span> ,<\/span> tennis and squash courts, an olympic size\u00a0 swimming pool, a sprawling golf course and most importantly the ambiance of Mhow-bazaar has made this place truly a haven for a retired fauji.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0 How often have I been asked ? A south Indian, how come you have settled down at Mhow? I have no clear answers . But every time\u00a0 I hear such a question, it triggers a series of thoughts on the uniqueness of Mhow. \u00a0\u00a0 As a fauji I have been through 23 different places … Continue reading “A Town Called Mhow”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":211,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_editorskit_title_hidden":false,"_editorskit_reading_time":0,"_editorskit_is_block_options_detached":false,"_editorskit_block_options_position":"{}","footnotes":""},"categories":[67],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-50","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-misc"],"post_mailing_queue_ids":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/sibha.in\/RR\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/50","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/sibha.in\/RR\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/sibha.in\/RR\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sibha.in\/RR\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sibha.in\/RR\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=50"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/sibha.in\/RR\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/50\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1913,"href":"https:\/\/sibha.in\/RR\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/50\/revisions\/1913"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/sibha.in\/RR\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=50"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sibha.in\/RR\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=50"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sibha.in\/RR\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=50"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}