Friday, July 10, 2015

Durga Malla

 
Born on 1 July 1913 at village Doiwala in Dehradun district of Uttaranchal, Durga Malla was the eldest of the four sons of Parwati Devi and Ganga Ram Malla.

At the time of the Satyagraha movement, Durga Malla was only a student of ninth class, but he was actively engaged in anti-British activities in his locality. He used to enter the Gorkha battalion area in the night with some of his friends to paste posters of freedom struggle. Sometimes, he participated in processions with freedom fighters. Due to his anti-British activities, his family was frequently subjected to severe interrogation by the British Government

Durga Malla was one of those who played an important role in the formation of the Indian National Army. In 1942, he not only joined this Army with a patriotic zeal but also inspired his fellow men to join it. Initially, Durga Malla was given the responsibility to mobilize volunteers for the Indian National Army from different Gorkha battalions. Later, by virtue of his patriotic feelings, his sense of duty towards his country and his valour, he earned promotion to the rank of Major.

When after the formation of the Provisional Azad Hind Government under the supreme command of Netaji Subhas Chandra Bose war was declared against the Allied Forces on 25 october 1943, soldiers of different branches of the Indian National Army were deployed on the fronts. Durga Malla was posted in the Intelligence Branch. He, along with some other fellow soldiers entered the hilly area of the then greater Assam across Burma border. There he used to collect and send important information regarding matters of strategic importance to the headquarters of Indian National Army in Rangoon despite the shortage of supplies, ammunitions and weapons and adverse geographical conditions.

The following lines, composed by Durga Malla and published in the book Thakur Chandan Singh authored by Magan ‘Pathik’ writer -editor and poet of ‘Bhaksu’, reflect his sentiments and restlessness in his heart for self-respect—

Dikhao aakar Bhagwan, susupt jaati ko rah Kya hua hamein, kyon hui aaj mati mand;

Virata, pourush ke karan mili veer Gorkha ki upadhi; o here ke saman tha ujjwal, kyon hua maati tulya

Aaj dekhkar yeh, kuchh kah nahin sakta Kab janeinge yah apne kartavya, sabhi ke ude hain hosh.

Kaise mila janm inhen, badal gaye saare; Karate hain apnon ki chugali, pyar bantne ke badle.

Chali gai purkhon ki pratishtha, Jaat hui badnam; Sirf bacha hai manav chola, kyon banate ho maati.

‘Durga’ likh raha hai lekh, prabhu choor karo inka darp; Netra hon, to ab bhi dekho, anya logon ki chalane ki rah

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