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Saddened to inform: Mrs Kamini Mustafi passed away

It is with deepest sorrow I inform you that Mrs Kamini Mustafi passed away this morning at 8:48 am after having fought for a month.

Above is the message as received from Mr. Kabir Mustafi.
[10:23 AM, 6/4/2021] Vijay Khurana: Deepest sympathies and our condolences. We felt and had all hopes that we would win this battle. I am sorry we lost but you did not give up without a sterling and committed effort.
Our hearts go out to you, Adhiraj, Ishita and the members of your family. We share your loss and the pain is hard when life fades away from the ones you hold most precious.
Good bye, Kamini, you memories will live in our hearts. We thank you for touching so many lives and guiding so many of us. You left a mark and were an example to so many of your students. They were all your children. Thank you.
May He hold Kamini in His arms and may He give you courage to bear this loss.
Warmly
Cherzad, Kanav & Vijay

SAD DEMISE OF I. S. WALIA IBBETSON HOUSE CLASS OF 1956

With deep regret we wish to inform the sad demise of Inderjit Singh Walia (Kreature to his close friends), early morning of 21st.May 2021 in Chennai.He was suffering from Pulmonary  issues for some time.

A very fine sportsman, especially Cricket & Swimming where he brought great  laurels to the school.

Belonged to the famous Pioneer Sports Family most of whom were  Aluminis of the school.

Photographs posted are from his childhood friend & classmate Mr.ND.Mehra.
He was my chacha (Late Fathers Real Brother).

May His Soul Rest In Peace.


Regards
Chetan Singh
Ibbetson 1971.


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Inderjeet Singh Ahluwalia (Creature) (I 1951-1958)

Shock and dismay hits you when a long admired and flamboyant idol of your school days is announced in the obituaries. No, he did not fall to the savage Covid. That was not the way he would ever want to go away. His exit would always be on his terms and on his “feet” as it were. I cannot for a moment imagine Inderjeet Singh Ahluwalia (Ibbetson1951-58, Roll no 370 and surname shortened to Walia, post School) leave this world with a Covid as a cause for his departure from this life. 

He was much too proud, courageous and with so much exuberance in his existence that this virus was simply below his dignity. He left when he had exhausted all that this world had to offer him no longer mattered or simply that the attractions to continue with this life stood exhausted andwhen he had had his fill. No he did not leave this world as a disappointed man but one who had lived it to its fullest, as a consumer to whom that promise had been fulfilled.  

I S Walia was fondly known by all who knew him as Creature. Never figured out the origin of that description but he was a phenomenal creature alright. He was, as I recall, from the distance of being  his very junior Cottonian,  a handsome, dashing, flamboyant, carefree man, who possessed a devil-may-care attitude to life. His exceptionally handsome looks were not put to use in the business world where they would have mattered like, for example, on the silver screen or advertising. He was drafted into the large family business of sporting goods. Pioneer Sports, Ludhiana was the source of their wealth and it was compatible with his personality as well. He was a hugely sporting individual when BCS was invested with great athletic talent that was known throughout the Simla Hills and further afar.  

One memorable and indelible image of him remains in my mind and for all those who remember was his presence on  the cricket field. While friends remind me what a trusty and reliable pair of hands he had fielding in the slips it was his batting ability that mattered.  

Creature would enter the batting pitch, one down. After that the display from his bat was scintillating. Virtually every ball within those 15 to 20 minutes he was at the crease would find the boundary. The game came alive and that sparkling display had us enthralled. When he had concluded his innings he would run up to meet the pavilion steps and I can vividly recall what a dashing man he was. His bat was hauled in the air in front of him, as though holding a sword, as he ran up those steps, with that silk cricket scarf in those lively school colours tied like a belt around his waist. It felt like watching a knight in splendid armour having just exited the battle ground. He was dashing. He was an exhibition of vigour and he was what you wanted to be at that moment!!

It was a delight to watch him swim. Every movement in the pool saw him glide past the others with utmost comfort and no resistance visible in those movements in the water.Superb swimmer. Creature, playing soccer, was a midfielder. He was always the most dominant man on the football ground and easily identifiable. As the most visible and prime mover on the ground he strategized the play with utmost ease displaying an intelligence that he never exhibited, unfortunately, in the classroom. That was not his fault because BCS was never a teaching workshop during those times but an institution designed to give you a well rounded personality and an ability to handle life outside its boundaries.

He was bright and sparkling but his love for sports excelled any other interest except when his desire for fun overtook him. It got him sufficiently often in trouble with Mr Freddie Brown, who was also the man who loved this Creature like no other boy during those days. Creature was the kind of boy that Mr Brown probably had been in his youth, mischievous, full of life and loved by all including a large bunch of admirers from St Bede’s

Creature soon joined the family business and selling sporting goods came to him naturally. He was designated by the family to look after their business in Madras which may have just been the right choice for the outgoing personality that needed to be deployed in conservative Tamil Nadu. It took him little, given his ability to adapt, to make an exceptional business for Pioneer Sports in that metropolis.

His large hearted hospitality resulted in any one visiting that city naturally gravitating to his home where the drinks, the meal and the conversation were always great fun. NK and ND Mehra with their connections to Buckingham & Carnatic Mills, popularly called Binny, were regulars at his home in Madras. Their lifelong friendship endured.

I have little updates about this fascinating personality except seen from the days when I was a teenager. The impressions last with you forever and I never got to see him again. News about him would be often shared by friends. His wife passed away as a result of Big C in around 2009 and Creature was cared for by a loving daughter.

Our condolences go out to Deepak Ahluwalia, his younger brother who now lives in Solan, His cousins and nephews, Surinder AhluwaliaH S Mamik, who brother R S Mamik passed away recently, and Chetan Singh, Pioneer Sports in Delhi

“All things bright and beautiful,

All things great and small,

All things wise and wonderful,

It was God that made them all” 

He made this one special for me to remember him in so many vivid images.

– Vijay Khurana

R.S. Mamik [Bholu] – RIP

We just heard that R.S. Mamik passed on last week.

Condolences to his family and loved ones.

Here are a few messages that were passed on to us [as apparently] posted on some whatsapp groups:

It is with a heavy heart that I inform you all of the demise of R S Mamik whom we lost today our heart felt condolences to the family and HS Mamik God grant peace to the departed soul🙏🙏🙏


We pray for his eternal peace and May God give strength to the bereaved family to bear this loss.


Condolences to the Bereved Family. KC Anand


My deepest condolences to the bereaved family. Rest in peace dear OC…🙏
 Really sad to hear. My condolences to the bereaved family. Sharing his pic from Facebook.


One of the finest guys to know. Gentle, clean hearted and the perfect gentleman.
He eyes were never in good shape and his lenses were a minus 9. Consequently he was at a dead loss in the boxing ring even though he was muscular and otherwise physically formidable. It was treated with humour by most of us but he never complained. He laughed with us at his predicament. He was the preferred opponent in his weight for this obvious reason.
Not many take such handicaps with resilience and humour at that age. He was obviously very different – and special
God hold him in his arms. May Bholu rest in peace. Om Shanti.


Great tribute…to Bholu’s memory. Sad for the family, friends and fraternity to lose him.
Bholu was jolly good fellow with all the qualities of a perfect gentleman. At school we used his glasses as “magnifying” for burning paper. I thought his lenses were +9. We will miss him dearly. May the almighty give his family the strength and courage to bear the loss. In Sorrow .
Dimpy Mehra

Kanwaljit Singh [Rivaz 1969 Batch]

MESSAGE FROM HIS DAUGHTER [Namrita Singh McGarity]:

It is with a heavy heart that we inform you that our father, Kanwal Jit Singh, is no longer with us. Dad fought a long and courageous battle with Parkinson’s, and ultimately passed away at home, in his sleep, on Tuesday, January 13, 2021.
To the world Dad was a great friend, life of the party, ultimate prankster, travel and food enthusiast, Iphone fanatic, casino lover, and bona fide fashionista through and through. While he was all of that (and then some!) to us he was simply Dad…the man who taught us how to swim, shared his love for travel and adventure with us and taught us how to be independent and make something of our lives.
Though it has only been a day, the depth of this loss is already apparent. We will always love him and hold him in our hearts. As difficult as it feels at this moment, we are comforted by knowing that he is finally free of the walker, medications and all of the other constraints that held him back from living with the exuberance and passion with which he had always lived. Dad was larger than life. Only today did he finally transcend it once and for all.
Anyone who knew Dad knew how important family and friends were to him. There are no words to adequately thank each of you for the love and support you provided for Dad in his final years and that you continue to provide for us even as he is no longer with us. We would be lost without your support.

– Namrita Singh McGarity