Diversity weaves the vibrant fabric of our world, and nowhere is this more evident than in the remote reaches of Baramulla, North Kashmir. Posted as a teacher by the Department of School Education, Government of Jammu and Kashmir, on February 14, 2024, I found myself in the Sultandaki Cluster, just miles from the iconic Kaman Post. Here, nestled in the Sub-Himalayan ranges, I encountered the Pahari and Gujjar communities—two ethnicities distinct yet harmoniously intertwined, like threads in a rich cultural tapestry.
The Pahari language serves as the lingua franca of the region, spoken by people who are physically robust and deeply rooted in their traditions. Despite my Kashmiri background, I felt an immediate sense of belonging. The community’s warmth, reflected in their invitations like “Aawoji, ruti khawalsan tusson, Masterji!” (Come, let’s relish food, oh Teacher!) or “O ji, maade naal chaa piyo” (Let’s have tea), made me feel at home. Their patriarchal yet independent society thrives on moral values, with elders guiding decisions and every member fulfilling their role with grace.
The Pahari culture is a melody of folk songs that captivate the heart, their simple yet profound lifestyle a testament to living lavishly in simplicity. As an outsider, my linguistic quirks were met with warm smiles and acceptance, making me feel like one of their own. Their kindness, integrity, and hospitality shine brighter than any material wealth.
My colleagues add vibrant hues to this experience. Mushtaq Sir’s playful antics, like creating morphed laughter videos to coax a lunch party, bring joy to our school. Khurshid Sir’s sharp wit and bond with students, Syed Janbeer Geelani Sir’s ethical guidance, and the Headmaster’s sage advice create an enriching environment. Syed Tariq Geelani Sir’s affection and Manzoor Sir’s light-heartedness make the school a nurturing ecosystem, while Master Azad Sir’s artistry adds a unique charm.
A special mention goes to a resilient lady-Khatoon Begum I fondly call ‘ Maa.’ Her tortillas, roasted on a countryside hearth and glazed with desi ghee, embody the warmth of the mountains and her lone son -Sartaj Aziz. Life here, though simple, is complex—where a passerby on a zigzag road pauses to ask about your well-being.
Initially daunting, the rugged terrain soon revealed a life of joy and authenticity. The Paharis may not possess riches, but their wealth lies in their kindness and vibrant spirit. Though I yearn for my hometown, I’ve found a home away from home in these mountains.
As I reflect, the Pahari saying resonates: “Main cha’nda ke kaar gaccha, magar eay be maada apna kaar aaa” (I may wander to distant lands, but this too feels like home). The Paharis’ vibrant culture makes Kashmir’s fabric truly scintillating.
Mohd Rafi Bhat is a teacher with the Department of Education, Government of Jammu and Kashmir. He can be reached at mohdrafi_bhat@gmail.com.
