Here's another bit of nostalgia about growing up in Kolar Gold Fields when we were children. In those days, there were refrigerators or ice boxes at home and it was difficult to store perishable food items for more than a couple of days. Hence they were
procured fresh on a day to day basis. All the ingredients and stuff required
for daily cooking such as the meat, chicken, vegetables, fish etc were bought
fresh everyday. This small story is about our regular Fish seller Abdul in Nandydroog Mine.
There was no Fish stall near our house in the
mines. And he fish stalls were all located in the market in Robertsonpet.
However we didn’t have to go all the way to Robertsonpet to buy fish. The fish
was brought to our doorstep by the Fishman
or Fish Sellers who came around the mining areas on bicycles with wooden boxes
tied to the carrier.
The fish was brought to KGF on the train from the
places on the Sea Coast such as Madras, Mangalore, Kerala, etc. The boxes of
fish tightly packed with ice was off loaded from the early morning trains at
Bangarapet, then sent to KGF on the
local train. The boxes were then unloaded at each station and the fish sellers
would then take delivery from the agent and start their morning round of sales
around the houses and bungalows. The Fish sellers, in KGF were mostly from
Kerala and they spoke a mixture of Tamil and Malayalam. They had quite a number
of loyal customers who bought fish from them on a regular basis.
We had our own regular Fishman Abdul who brought around
quite a variety of fish depending on the consignment that had come in for the
day. His familiar cry of ‘MEEN, MEEN’
was eagerly awaited every Wednesday and Friday as that was the day fish formed
the main dish for our lunch and dinner. He had a wooden packing case tied to the carrier of
his cycle with a wooden plank fixed across the box as a cutting board and a
pair of weighing scales. He would weigh and slice the fish according to the
customer’s requirements and also clean the fish and remove the scales if they
requested him. His weighing scales were really not very accurate as they were
quite primitive. Never the less the weight was more more or less accurate.
While cleaning and cutting the fish, he was also quite generous in feeding the
stray cats and dogs with all the unwanted innards and tails. These strays would
faithfully wait for the fishman at the street corners and would welcome him
joyously.
Abdul was our regular fish seller for many years. he came to KGF as a young boy along with his maternal uncle who was also a fish seller. He later got married to a nice girl of his Community from Kerala and they lived and raised a family in Robertsonpet. He later brought his aged parents as well to KGF and took care of them till their death. He was a very nice person. Really miss those days of Simple living in KGF.
If I remember correctly, fish sellers in KGF those days were called Maistry for whatever reason. Whenever he comes the boys used to run along with him shouting 'Maistry', 'Maistry'.
ReplyDeleteBrilliant... Simply loved your writing. Somehow expect Kenneth Anderson to turn up every next line. Thank you for coloring my imagination.
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