THREE ICONIC TREE SPECIES OF KASHMIR
THREE ICONIC TREE
SPECIES OF KASHMIR
BY WARVET
Kashmir has been endowed with a rich fauna that can be envy of any region in the world. In this blog I write about three of the most important trees (for different reasons) of Kashmir
I POPLAR -
Tree lined roads of
Kashmir are imprinted in our memories from old movies. Roads from Anantnag and
Baramulla to Srinagar were like ‘Green Tunnels’ immortalised in popular psyche.
In 2004 when I used to travel from Srinagar to North Kashmir, where I was
posted I used to marvel at the beautiful green walls. No longer. The 4 laning
projects underway all over has destroyed the green tunnel and it’s a punishment
to travel through the ‘Dust Tunnel’ now a days.
I often wondered at
the mammoth quantity of wood being used for roofs of the under construction
houses in valley. It’s an unending process that is consuming agricultural land
like an insatiable dinosaur all over. Kashmiris build huge houses – Wife of the
wizard had told us once –‘There are only two aims of a Kashmiri – To build a
good house and to marry daughter in a good family’. In my Himachal, builders
use Angle Iron and channels to make the mesh for CGI sheets and I wondered how
Kashmiris were getting all the wood. They were surely not cutting the Deodars.
It was last month
when I went to a village in North Kashmir with a local Army Jawan that the veil
was lifted. Mudassir was after me since long to visit his village and Apple
orchards. Whole year he supplied apples to us – from his orchard and then from
the cold store in the town. Often I discussed and compared apple cultivation
practices in Shimla and Kashmir with him. He belonged to an area notorious for
militancy when I was here in 2004. So I kept avoiding though he tried to
convince me now things had changed. There were many like him in the Army and
they need not hide that fact from people he said. It was unlike South Kashmir
i.e. Anantnag, Kulgam and Shopian. I dithered. In the end he was exasperated
and told me he thought I would not visit his village. Then suddenly I one day
got him into my vehicle and drove to his home.
We left the NH and
went along a village road. Suddenly we were in middle of apple orchards and
rice fields interspersed with woods. The road crossed many small nalas with
clear water. Small hamlets with typical signs of village life were passing past
the window. Children playing, people emerging from a mosque, someone leading a
cow. Typical Kashmiri rural houses and small shops. We kept moving along the
narrow serpentine road when he asked me to go up a dirt track on the right.
Soon we reached a decrepit saw mill in woods. There I found lots of poplar logs
lying around. There were huge beams cut out from them and also smaller logs
were being used to make apple boxes. In HP there is no wooden packaging for
fruits. Here I came to know that all the roofs in Kashmir were made of poplar
wood.
The tree lines all
the apple orchards and vacant plots. It’s a commercial wood and farmers are
permitted to cut it at will. Its suitable for plantation in Kashmir due to high
water table. During spring it produces tremendous amount of cotton or pollen
which looks dangerous as allergens. But I read that its not actually allergic.
Also only female plant produces the cotton. so now emphasis is on growing only
male plants. Timely cutting of branches also helps.
The tree plays a very
important role in the economy of state. It also provides raw material for
plywood industry.
II BHOJPATRA (Himalayan Birch) -
‘These mugs are made
of the holy ‘Bhojpatra’ wood by unit carpenter specially. It’s such a holy and
medicinal wood that if you keep water in this overnight and drink it in morning
for few months you will never have problem of sugar, cholesterol etc’ Col Rana,
commanding a battalion in high altitude LoC had told me while gifting the mug
to me in his medieval castle like office on a high altitude Shamshabari peak.
When I reached Srinagar, I had filled it with water at night dutifully and
consumed it in morning for 3 days when I
noticed that the mug had developed a 2 inch vertical crack that had not yet
traversed the full thickness. I quit drinking in it and placed it on a rack as
a memento. After 3 months I was showing it to a visitor, when to my utter
surprise I found that there was no sign of any crack! The mug had completely
healed. It was a miracle! I tried for 3 days but could not find any slightest
sign of the crack! I wonder if the mug will be really as much effective in
repairing the daily wear and tear of my body if I use it as prescribed!
Bhojpatra is a tree
found in high altitudes of Kashmir and has a striking white bark that peels off
like paper. It has been used for manuscripts thousands of years ago. The state
archives department has many such manuscripts in ancient ‘Sharada’ scipt of
Kashmir. Manzoor, a clerk with the department had shown me many in the
Shergarhi museum. The archaeology department has many old Persian and Arabic
documents too. Manzoor had gone to Deoband to study Arabic. He was to become a
maulvi after completion of his study when he saw an opening for Arabic
qualified in Archeology department, applied for it and got it. He also showed
me copy of Abul Fazal’s Ain – e – Akbari. Then he brought out a book written
with gold ink. It was commissioned by a noble for his son and was about advice
for an administrator from ‘Hakim Luqmaan’ a famous Persian thinker.
Anyway, coming back
to Bhojpatra. The noble tree is found in Alpine Himachal too. Excessive felling
for fuel etc is leading to its extinction in some habitats which I hope will be
prevented by the Forest department sooner rather than later.
III CHINAR –
Although I love Deodar (Tree of the Gods) or Cedar that’s found in multitudes in my native place and that happens to be my State Tree (I was surprised to find it to be ‘National Tree of Pakistan’ the other day!), the ancient Chinars of Kashmir too have become my favourite. The tree changes colors with the season. Its amber red in autumn and looks like its on fire when seen from a distance.
During Mughal rule,
someone confused this tree from distance with a blaze and cried aloud ‘Che – naar Ast’? meaning ‘What Flame is it’?
The emperor, Jahangeer who heard it named the tree – ‘Chinar’ and it stuck.
Though Chinars (Beun in Kashmiri) were there in Kashmir earlier, Mughals propagated them in a big way. They planted these trees in lakhs in gardens and along the river. There are many chinars that are more than 500 years old. One in Budgam, is estimated to be the oldest at 700 years old and was planted by Sufi saint Syed Qasim Shah. All of the Hindu as well as Muslim shrines in Kashmir exist in shade of ancient Chinar trees. Since the very start, saints, thinkers and poets and writers have been assisted by shade of Chinar in their contemplations and brain storming.
Chinar leaves are beautiful
and find expression in local furniture, shawls, paintings, carpets and papier
mache articles.
Comments
Poplar Tree lines or the green tunnels will be missed forever now....we can's even say that, " you need to see them to believe"...
its only available in the old movies now for the younger generations to see and believe, how destructible human kind has become ...
Pukarta Chala Hoon Main by Md Rafi picturised on Biswajeet from the movie Mere Sanam ...is a testament...
The grandeur of a Bhojpatra tree in its full bloom is a treat to watch. Fortunate are those who get a chance to serve amidst the greenery of Kashmir and have an inclination to delve into its serene tranquility.
I remember having written many of my initial "letters" on those peels while I was with an AT det in Gulmarg and they had a significant "Wow" impact on the reader(s). I miss them now too....
They say Chinar is an exclusive tree of the valley and it won't survive outside.
I could plant one in Akkhnoor (ADU) and nurtured it through the summers. Its now a huge tree and testimony of the human efforts....Chajjed would vouch for it... Hope it lives long....
The history of the tree and its anecdotal naming is interesting...
Great blogs Vikas.....Its always interesting to go through your writeups...