The partition of the Sub continent was a time of unimaginable turmoil and upheaval for many families across India and Pakistan. My father’s experience of this period, as a young man in Dosanjh Kalan, was a major defining point in his life.

As British rule in India drew to a close, the subcontinent was engulfed in a wave of violence and chaos. The announcement of the partition in 1947 led to the hurried creation of India and Pakistan, triggering one of the largest mass migrations in history. For my father, this meant witnessing the tragic and abrupt disruption of lives in his beloved village.

My father often spoke of Kartar Singh Dosanjh, a revered figure in Dosanjh Kalan and the founder of the Guru Har Rai Girls School. Kartar Singh’s death during the Partition riots left an indelible mark on the village. The violence that erupted saw neighbors turning against each other, and communities that had coexisted for centuries were suddenly divided by religious and political lines. Kartar Singh’s horrific death was a stark reminder of the senseless brutality that had taken over.

Despite the fear and uncertainty, the village tried to maintain a semblance of normalcy. Families like my father’s clung to their routines and their community ties, hoping to ride out the storm. However, the reality was harsh.

Many young men from the village, including my father, faced the dilemma of staying to protect their homes or fleeing to ensure their families’ safety. The decision was heart-wrenching, as staying behind could mean facing violence, while leaving meant abandoning everything they had known and loved.

My father recounted stories of entire families packing their lives into bundles, leaving behind their ancestral homes with little more than the clothes on their backs. The journey to safety was fraught with danger. Trains and caravans were attacked, and countless lives were lost during the migration. For those who survived, the trauma of leaving their homeland was compounded by the uncertainty of starting anew in an unfamiliar land.

The Partition also had lasting psychological impacts. My father often spoke of the deep scars left by the violence and the loss of trust among communities that had once lived in harmony. The fear and suspicion lingered long after the immediate violence had subsided. For many, the experience of Partition was not just about physical displacement but also about the emotional and cultural rupture that came with it.

Still, in the midst of this chaos, the spirit of resilience in Dosanjh Kalan shone through. The village’s commitment to education and community support remained strong. My father’s own educational journey was interrupted, but the values instilled in him by the village’s collective zeal for learning and cooperation helped him rebuild his life in a new country. Reflecting on my father’s stories, sometimes I am struck by the strength and determination of those who lived through Partition. Their experiences are proof of the human capacity to endure and adapt in the face of unimaginable hardship.