By M S Nazki
Once upon a time in Kashmir this happened!
This is a story about Muddasir Sheikh the man from Jammu and Kashmir.Police and his destiny had carved a pathway of its own for him which he did not know! But we living beings on life for a particular time
period remember and write!
‘He was to give a supreme sacrifice for the Nation which he did because the beautiful lady called as destiny had written the script
right form the day he was born! Ultimately we all have our own!’!
Frederick Lewis Donaldson is one of the writers and speakers who is of my genre wrote these lines, wealth without work. Pleasure without conscience. Knowledge without character. Commerce without morality.
Science without humanity. Worship without sacrifice. Duty without principle is bound to lead a person nowhere! Mudassir knew these lines by heart but whether he knew these I do not know but the way he went up for the ultimate sacrifice speaks a lot!
One thing more I want to say, could be imagination of mine or just a figment but the man was something special and probably he must have said this to himself, If you’re going to try, go all the way. Otherwise, don’t even start. This could mean losing friends, wives,
relatives and maybe even your mind. It could mean not eating for three or four days. It could mean freezing on a park bench. It could mean
derision. It could mean mockery–isolation. Isolation is the gift. All the others are a test of your endurance, of how much you really want
to do it. He did it Muddasir! We are proud of what you did!
This is small little tribute to your stately self! And the first one has to come from the father:
-Mudassir Ahmad Sheikh, martyr of J&K police killed three Pakistani terrorists of Jaish-e-Mohammad (JeM) before laying his life for Nation in Baramulla encounter: Father of braveheart proud of his son who sacrificed his life for Tirangaa’
‘The father of the Jammu and Kashmir policeman, who was martyred in the Baramulla encounter, said he is proud of his son who saved lives.’
‘Dreams do come true, if only we wish hard enough. You can have anything in life if you will sacrifice everything else for it.’ I think that is an approptiate summary just in a line!
‘I wish I had tears in my ink while writing this piece! He was a hero all the way Muddasir!
There are so many ways to be brave in this world. Sometimes bravery involves laying down your life for something bigger than yourself, or for someone else. Sometimes it involves giving up everything you have ever known, or everyone you have ever loved, for the sake of something greater.
But sometimes even bigger because we small little beings like us can write when you play hide and seek! Lady death plays that
appropriately! Humans are just like that! Dictated terms by invisible force!
The martyred Jammu and Kashmir policeman, Mudasir Ahmad, was a part of the Baramulla encounter in which three Pakistani terrorists of the Jaish-e-Mohammad (JeM) outfit were killed. This happened on May 25,
Vijay Kumar, Inspector General of Police, said that the encounter took place at one of the ‘nakas’ (checkpoints) laid by the security forces across the valley. At one such naka at Najibhat crossing in the Kreeri area, there was a chance encounter. Three Pakistani JeM
terrorists were killed, the IGP said.
The IGP said the terrorists were active in the hilly areas of Gulmarg for the last three to four months. We were regularly tracking them, he
said, ‘We are unable to believe that he is no more. We are missing him every moment and it feels that he is around,” said Suhail Noor, a
close friend of Mudasir.’
‘Mudasir was popularly known by his nickname ‘Bindaas Bhai’. “He got this name from the general public a few months after joining the Jammu and Kashmir Police because he had a big heart. He had always helped the people. His behaviour, boosting the youth to do well in their future and his habit of giving surprises are being missed by everyone
here,’ said Mudasir’s 24-year-old brother, Basit Maqsood then.
‘Mudasir Sheikh Kashmirs exceptional cop whose death is mourned by one and all’
Explaining his helping nature, Basit said that his mobile number was with the regular cab drivers plying on the Baramulla-Uri road. ‘They
would call my brother if they were caught up or harassed by any cop unnecessarily. He would help and get them released. Recently, during a search operation in Uri which was close to a school, my brother went
inside and distributed ice-creams among kids,’ he said. Every human has a style Mudassir too had his own!
He loved branded clothes: Touseef Maqsood, another brother of Mudasir, said that the late
policeman loved branded clothes. ‘He would wear branded clothes and also purchase for others. If he saw someone wearing an old T-Shirt, he would get him the new one. My brother was known for his own style of
wearing the clothes and shoes in the police department too. He never copied anyone’s style. In fact, SOG cops in Baramulla were given CARGO trousers after my brother wore them first. In fact, he chose the boots for them recently which were of American Army type. He wanted his team to look fit and unique,” he said.
He had helped the people of Baramulla’s downtown, a most volatile area of the district, that he would go alone there in civvies and no
one harmed him till date, he said. In all the way a great man destined to live small! A hero all the way and he really was! Sometimes it is nothing more than gritting your teeth through pain, and the work of every day, the slow walk toward a better life. That is the sort of bravery I must have now. Mudassir knew (probably or perhaps ever since his childhood)!