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along with a faithful old servant, worked
         feverishly through the night putting
         things in cardboard cartons, randomly.
         Overwhelmed by the situation she packed
         whatever she could and finally managed
         to pack whatever slides and negatives
         she could find (22 cartons of them!!), and
         his cameras. She packed some clothes,
         too, though for herself she took just some
         saris. Blouses and petticoats, she thought,
         could be made in Jammu too. She left
         early morning the next day in a specially          At Sonamarg with Rajiv and Sanjay
         organised Army truck - sitting next to the         in the midst of the evolving, but explosive
         driver, and with our pet dog Priya on her          political situation in Kashmir from 1940 till
         lap. I am sure my father was, as were the          the Kargil crisis in 1999. Having covered all
         rest of the family, will remain in gratitude       major wars – the Pakistani invasion of 1947-
         for this, though at the time it was very           48, the war with China in 1962, the Indo-
         stressful.                                         Pak war in 1965, the Bangladesh liberation
          Some of the photographs that my mother            in 1971 and some part of the Kargil conflict
         retrieved from our house in Srinagar               – he clearly was well-entrenched in the
         taken by my father, Sati (as he was called         establishment but never took any advantage
         popularly), are now being published here.          of that.
         In fact he was still cataloguing and writing        His association with Mr Nehru lasted
         stories of each of the photos till his last, but   around 18 years. He had access as well as
         unfortunately this enormous project never          permission to photograph at will. Over
         got completed.                                     the years he became part of the inner
          My father was a rare journalist who was           circle of the Nehru household when they
         equally adept with the Rolleiflex camera           visited Kashmir and witnessed many
         as well as his old Baby Bell typewriter.           interactions with dignitaries, politicians
         With an astute ear to the ground he was            and many a statesman. He took countless
                                                            photos with his reliable Rolleiflex. What
                                                            was most sacred to my father was the tacit
                                                            understanding he had with Mr Nehru and
                                                            his office that no photograph would be
                                                            published during the lifetime of Mr Nehru.
                                                            In his own words for his last book – Nehru’s
                                                            Kashmir, he wrote the following:
                                                             “Jawaharlal Nehru, the first Prime
                                                            Minister of India and a busy world
                                                            statesman with a large number of
                                                            international leaders as friends, should
                                                            have been a difficult person to deal with
         At the official reception parade at the Dal lake   and an even more difficult to photograph


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