Indu Atya – Reflections of her niece, Madhavi

The following article about Indirabai Bhajekar, Bhausaheb‘s eldest child and Shriram Jatar‘s granddaughter, has been written by Madhavi Jatar, the daughter of Sadashiv (Balu) Jatar, and the granddaughter of Bhausaheb.

इंदू आत्या : एक मुक्त चिंतन

– माधवी दाते (जटार)

इंदू आत्या, माझी सर्वात मोठी आत्या. रुढ अर्थाने ती माझी आत्या होती, पण तसं पाहिलं तर ती माझी आजी होती. तिच्यात आणि माझ्या बाबांच्या वयात २१ वर्षांचे अंतर होते. बाबा आणि सुधीर काका इंदू आत्या कडे राहात होते, तेव्हा तीने केवळ त्यांची ताई न राहाता, आई बनून त्यांच्यावर संस्कार केले. ती केवळ अशोक दादा, नीलू , बाबा, सुधीर काका यांचीच आई नव्हती, तर तिच्या बालवाडीतील असंख्य मुलांची व निवाऱ्यातील व्रृध्दांची ती माऊलीच होती. काय योगायोग आहे बघा, ह्या आदर्श मातेच्या हस्ते १९७७च्या डिसेंबर महिन्यात ग.दि.मांच्या आईचा “माईसाहेब पारखी आदर्श माता” हा पुरस्कार देऊन गौरव करण्यात आला होता.

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To Indira Bhajekar – With Love, from her grandkids

Indira Bhajekar, Mothi Aai, to her five grandchildren, was the eldest of Bhausaheb’s children, and the granddaughter of Shriram Jatar.

The following nuggets about her have been contributed by her grandchildren: Rahul and Shivanand Bhajekar, Rama Kulkarni nee Raddi, Rewati Prabhu nee Raddi and Shrirang Raddi. Rama, Rewa and Shrirang are Neelima Raddi‘s children and Rahul and Shivanand are Ashok Bhajekar’s. Ashok and Neelima are Indira Bhajekar’s son and daughter respectively.

In the family photo below you can see Indira Bhajekar (extreme right) with three of her grandchildren: Rewa, Rahul and Shivanand.

L to R: Arvind Raddi, Rewa Prabhu, Neelima Raddi, Suneela Bhajekar, Rahul Bhajekar, Ashok Bhajekar, Shivanand Bhajekar, Deepa Bhajekar and Indira Bhajekar

By Rahul:

While most of her grandchildren called her “Mothi Aai,” I have, since the time I remember, called her just “Aai” – my mother was also called “Aai,” so sometimes there was a bit of confusion. Then again, I called my grandfather “Baba” and father “Dada,” which goes to show I probably copied a few things from my aunt, Neelima Raddi!

Almost every school holiday (Summer and Diwali) I travelled alone from Mumbai to Continue reading “To Indira Bhajekar – With Love, from her grandkids”

A hero’s journey

VIJAY JOSHI (28.3.1940 – 01.09.1965) was the son of Mrs Nalini Joshi nee Jatar, otherwise known as Nanutai. Nanutai was the eldest daughter of Appasaheb Jatar and the granddaughter of Bapurao Jatar and the great-grandaughter of Shriram Jatar.

By Mohini Kirtane nee Joshi

At the outset, I must state that this account of Vijay is a personal account as we knew him but official records of his death are also doubtless available.

vijay joshiBorn in Pune in the Shriram Wada at Narayan Peth, Vijay in his early childhood went to Navin Marathi  Shala. Neelima Raddi nee Bhajekar was his classmate. Later, Vijay went to Modern High School. Since his father Madhav Krishna Joshi was in the M.E.S which was a transferrable job, Vijay was put in boarding school (Modern High School). It used to be Madhav Mama’s duty to pick him up from school particularly on week-ends, a task which he laughingly described as detestable!

Early stages of Vijay’s schooling was in Modern High School till, one day, Vijay rebelled stating categorically that he wished to go to an English Medium School as he never could understand head or tail of what his sisters Vidya and Mohini used to say, as they went to an English Medium School.

Hence the momentous decision was taken by Nanutai to send him to Continue reading “A hero’s journey”

Rosella Jatar

papa and rosalieWritten by Padmakar Jatar

Rosella and I were married in 1991 & she passed away in 1998.

A few words about her: She was a well qualified Registered E.R. Nurse, well known in Dallas as she headed several Nursing organizations.

She went to India twice with me, the first time in 1991 & we attended 2 weddings: first, Sanket’s Sikh wedding in Delhi, followed by Jaideep & Seema’s Marathi Brahmin style wedding in Pune, which included lunch on banana leaves on the floor! She handled everything very well.

The poverty in India didn’t bother her, at one point wanted to buy a flat in Pune. What is remarkable is that in 1998, as I was leaving for Pune to attend my Aai’s first death Continue reading “Rosella Jatar”

In loving memory of Madhav Jatar

Today is the 23rd of June, Madhav Jatar’s birthday. On this day and in his memory, a write-up is being published here (given by his daughter Mrudula) and written by Shrikrishna (Bal) Inamdar, Madhav Jatar’s first cousin (मामे भाऊ).

This write-up was written by Bal Kaka. Please click on the link below and it will take you to the pdf document, written in Marathi.

Mahadev 2.docx-1

Here is a snapshot of the same document.

Madhav was the fifth child of Appasaheb (Vasudev) and Radhavahini (and the grandson of Bapurao and the great-grandson of Shriram Jatar.)

Read more about Diwakar Vasudev Jatar (known as Madhav in the Jatar family).  He had many facets to his personality, he was a Marathi theatre actor as well.

The Borgaonkar ancestral home

The Borgaonkar family is the family which Smt. Kumudini Borgoankar nee Jatar, married into. She married Shankarao Borgaonkar and was the only child of Balasaheb Jatar, the second son of Shriram Bhikaji Jatar. Shankarao was from Hyderabad. He and Kumudini had four daughters – Pramila, Saral, Achala and Leela and one son Bal Borgaonkar.

These photographs and information given below was provided by Pramila Desai’s son, Ranjan Desai, the grandson of Kumudini, and great-grandson of Balasaheb Jatar.

The photos below are of the Borgaonkar home in Hyderabad. Continue reading “The Borgaonkar ancestral home”

Nilakshi Jatar – Reflections and a Eulogy

Brig. Raghunath Jatar, the husband of the late Nilakshi Jatar (née Bal), has brought out a booklet filled with poignant memories of his late wife Nilakshi, who passed away from cancer over a year ago. Family and friends have contributed with their own thoughts and memories.


Nilakshi Jatar’s life is encapsulated here in this book. She was a teacher, writer and Continue reading “Nilakshi Jatar – Reflections and a Eulogy”

Bal Kaka’s death anniversary

Today is the death anniversary of Bal Kaka (Balkrishna Jatar), the son of Abasaheb, and the grand-son of Shriram Jatar. We, the descendants of Shriram Jatar, have a WhatsApp group in which we often share memories. And today Ranjit, the son of Brig. R.V. Jatar, and the grandson of Abasaheb and the nephew of Bal Kaka, started the conversation by telling us of his memories of his uncle, and posted two of his photos.

Here are Ranjit’s sentiments:

Bal KakaToday is Bal Kakas death anniv.

Most of us here knew him.

He was among the warmest people we all knew. A big heart. Witty. A good sport. Twinkling eyes even when occasionally he got annoyed. Wiling to help.

A great DNA for all of us to follow. Except when he would sit next to you in a movie theatre and snore. ( Remember those days when going for a movie was a BIG occasion?)

He would love it if today evening we raise a toast. Soda with soda, or soda with ….

RIP Bal Kaka!! Hope you are enjoying your pipe ..unless you have upscaled to cigars….and enjoyed the IPL.

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A Tribute To Brig RV Jatar and Nilakshi Jatar

The following tribute was written by Colonel Narinder Bhatia (Retd), who as Ranjit Jatar (the son of Brig. R.V. Jatar) says “wrote this very moving piece on my parents, parts of which I read out at the 85th birthday celebrations“. Continue reading “A Tribute To Brig RV Jatar and Nilakshi Jatar”

On the greatness of Bapurao

Yashwant Bhagwat has sent in an article, which he wrote on Bapurao (Kashinath Shriram Jatar), and it was published in Maharashtra Times Pune on 10/10/17. Before I paste the article here, this is what he wrote to me (Nita) on email (by KS he means Bapurao and NS he means Bhausaheb).

My father always used to tell me about K.S. and N.S. Jatar. I unfortunately could not see K.S.Jatar in person but I have talked to N.S. Jatar when I visited Neelsadan. We feel that these people and their families acted like messengers of God. The very fact that I at 83 still remember the good deeds of Jatars shows that they were worthy of worship. Good people come into life do something good and fade away without ever advertising about their deeds and expecting anything in return.
Yashwant Bhagwat M.E ( Civil )

In a comment here at this link, he has also said: Continue reading “On the greatness of Bapurao”

Memories of my grandmother

By Sonavi Kher Desai (the daughter of Indira Kher (née Malti Thakur) and Vishwas Bal Kher.) She has one sister, Shubha Cama (née Kher). Malti Thakur is the daughter of Kamalatai Thakur (née Jatar).

My grandmother, Kamalatai, whom we called “Mothi Aai,” was the eldest daughter of Bapurao,  the eldest son of Shriram Bhikaji Jatar.

kamala tai and hubby
Kamalatai with her husband Krishnarao

She was the epitome of a “grandmother” – plump, warm, caring, and always ready to pamper and feed her grandchildren. I have two very vivid remembrances of her.

I recall a visit to Nagpur (where she lived) when I was around five. The Nagpur house in Dhantoli was large and spacious. It had a tower and a beautiful rose garden that was Papa’s (Krishnarao Thakur’s) passion. He tended to the roses himself. The back of the house had a large courtyard and an open verandah. Near the back gate was an outhouse inhabited by Papa’s friend and his family. The two little girls of that family (if my memory serves me right, Shobhana and Kalpana) were my play-fellows during my stay. Mothi Aai, of course, used to feed us delicious foodstuff out of her large dabbas stocked in the kitchen.

The highlight of my visit, however, was a “Bahuli cha lagna”. We had two dolls to play with, a girl doll and a boy doll. We also had an entire “bhatukli” set, which Mothi Aai had probably got for us. I don’t know whose happy idea it was to get the dolls married but it sure kept us busy for days! My friends and I spent hours planning out the “marriage” ceremony. The muhurta was fixed, menu decided, and clothes made for the doll couple from bits of zari cloth that Mothi Aai dug out from somewhere. We even had a “limousine” ready for the couple (a dilapidated old pram, actually, which was all newly togged up). Mothi Aai was an active participant in our juvenile excitement. She allocated a small area in the compound to us for our event.

On the day of the marriage, which was to take place in the afternoon, she cooked the food and filled it in our bhatukli vessels. She had even organised a tiny “chulha” in our mandap for us to warm the food. Mothi Aai, of course, attended the wedding. Somebody officiated as priest and the ceremony was conducted. It was followed by lunch in the bhatukli thalis. I do not recall the other guests. Needless to say, we had a great time. The wedding was a grand affair and the newly-married couple, dressed in their finery, was paraded around the compound in their limousine. (I’m afraid I do not know whether they lived happily ever after!).

My other memory of Mothi Aai and Papa is their visit to our house in Bombay. They were staying with my maushi and came across to our house to spend the day. I was then around seven years old. My mother had informed Mothi Aai that I had recently learned to light the gas and make tea. So that afternoon she insisted that I make tea for her. I hesitatingly obliged as she secretly watched from behind the door. I brought out the teacups and then waited apprehensively for the verdict. Savouring her cup of tea, Mothi Aai declared that it was the best tea she had ever had! It made my day! A month later, after she had returned to Nagpur, my mother received a letter from her. At the end of the letter was a message for me saying that she still remembered the best tea she had ever had!

Mothi Aai passed away when I was nine years old. My interaction with her had been very short and limited. But her memories linger with a sense of kindness, warmth, and love.

My father Sharad Jatar (1926-1974)

My father Sharad (Vinayak) Jatar, the son Appasaheb (Vasudev), the grandson of Bapurao and the great-grandson of Shriram Jatar, expired suddenly at the age of 48 on 20th March 1974, when my younger brother Srinivas Jatar was only 9 years old. It was a terrible shock for our whole family. He was ill only for 10 days so we were really at a loss to know his exact illness. It started with jaundice and later developed to pneumonia to add to the complications.

Baba was a very honest and upright officer in Air India and my mother Nirmala Jatar bore the tragedy with exemplary courage as a result of which we could also bear the shock and carry on our work in peace.

This is the obituary from Air India’ s magazine, “The Magic Carpet” after Baba’s sudden death.

sharad jatar obituary

As the above Obituary states, Vinayak Jatar was a smart and conscientious employee missed by his colleagues. Given below is the text of the above obituary.

Mr.VV Jatar, Deputy Engineering Manager, who died on March 20th 1974, had never missed a day’s work because of illness. ‘He would always be there before all of us,’ remarked a colleague.So the news of his death, after a short illness which no one thought was serious,had a particularly shattering effect on his colleagues and friends in the Engg.Department.

Staff in the Maintenance Division,who knew him so well found it difficult to believe that they would no more see his youthful,tall and wiry figure striding along the hangar floor.Quiet and serious,Mr.Jatar had never been known to lose his temper. He limed going for picnics and loved Indian Classical music.

In a letter to Mrs Jatar, Mr Om Sawhney, Director of Engg., and other executives of the Engg.Dept., said: ‘Whilst we have lost a very valued and dear colleague and we feel his absence,the loss suffered by you and your children is irreparable.’

Mr Jatar, who was born at Akot, Akola Dist., in 1925 and educated in Poona, joined Air-India at the beginning of 1947 after three years in the Air Force during the war. During Kashmir operations he briefly went back to the Air Force. Later our Chairman sent him a letter of appreciation for his work.

Mr Jatar became an Aircraft Maintenance Engineer in September 1948 and almost 20 years later Deputy Engg. Manager in the Components Overhaul Division. He took over the Periodic Maintenance in October 1973.

Mr Jatar leaves behind his wife,two daughters and a son. One of his daughters is married. We send our sincere condolences to them. signed by Capt. M.S.Ahlawat.

My father loved Indian Classical Music and myself, Vidula and Urmila grew up listening to Bhimsen Joshi on the tape recorder which he had got from Germany.

It is sad that Srinivas only got to see him for 9 years and my mother brought him up alone.

My grandmother Radha vahini (as she was known) expired on Diwali Amavasya, just 6 months before my father. There is this belief that whoever expires on Amavasya day takes somebody with him/her. Although we didn’t know about this superstition, my father’s death occurred 6 months later on 20th March 1974.

My grandfather Appasaheb had to bear the double tragedy of his wife’s death in October 1973 and his eldest son’s death in March 1974, before he himself expired on 15th Aug.1975.

Sadly, there were 3 deaths in our family in 3 years.

Contributed by Lalita Natu née Jatar, the daughter of Sharad Jatar.