The 1947 partition archive

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Centered Play/Pause and Volume Buttons Your heritage is calling These are your stories The 1947 Partition Archive We are a crowdsourced community-based archive and public history organization. We collaboratively document lived histories with you, while promoting healing through storytelling. Through free oral history workshops, we empower you to document, preserve and share oral histories of […]

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Transcending Borders through Oral History
Jun 11, 2025 · original
Pictured: The 1952 passport issued to Anil Kumar Kundu. Image courtesy Sumallya Mukhopadhyay Transcending Borders through Oral History by Sumallya Mukhopadhyay It is a well-established fact that the 1947 Partition of South Asia displaced a huge number of individuals and families who, after the redrawing of the cartographic map, sought refuge in regions where their co-religionists were the majority. The bifurcation affected two regions in particular – Punjab in the west and Bengal in the east, leading to large-scale movement of people across the borders in these two frontiers. In the following decades, the study of this historical division led to the establishment of the discipline of Partition Studies, which initially had an overt nationalistic tone, superseded thereafter by regionalism and memorialization of various kinds. The employment of oral history, however, had an enduring impact
Sisterhood in the Storm: Women’s Solidarity and Resistance During Partition
Jan 23, 2025 · original
Student researcher Deepika Rani discovers surprising findings on the experiences of women during Partition, which challenge mainstream narratives. She also makes intriguing comparisons to her own journey as an immigrant South Asian women who left home at a young age. Recently, she connected with Fahad Nahvi, our Digital Public Histories Curator, to answer some questions about her research journey. Aside from accessing The 1947 Partition Archive, Deepika is currently working as a Digital Oral History Archivist at The 1947 Partition Archive, as part of an internships program funded by the National Endowment for the Humanities . Sisterhood in the Storm: Women’s Solidarity and Resistance During Partition an interview with Fahad Nahvi Q. Could you tell us a bit about your background and your academic journey? My journey began as a young child, when my family and I moved to the United States w
Syed Babar Ali
Jun 26, 2024 · original
Story: One and one don’t make two, but 11. Hence if we are together, we can be much greater than two. We, the people of South Asia, especially India and Pakistan, can be 11 if we have the right attitude towards each other. I was born in Lahore in 1926 to Syed Maratib Ali and Mubarak Begum. Both my parents are direct descendants of Prophet Muhammed. My father and his brother ran a military contracting business together that catered to the British Army. I was the eight out of the nine children. My ancestry includes the three Fakir brothers, Azizuddin, Imamuddin and Nuruddin who were key members and close confidants in the court of Maharaja Ranjit Singh who ruled Punjab from 1799 to 1839. My family history includes folk stories, anecdotes and memories from the life of the three Fakirs and their relations with King Ranjit Singh. The folk tales recount how Fakir Nuruddin negotiated and helped
Tarlochan Singh
Jun 26, 2024 · original
Story: I was born in 1933, in the village Dhudial, then in District Jhelum, (about 80 kilometres from the modern city of Islamabad), with a 5% Sikh population. Former Indian Prime Ministers, Dr. Manmohan Singh and Mr. Inder Kumar Gujral, were also from the same district. My father’s name was Sardar Balwant Singh and my mother was Sardarni Ram Piari. My father was a businessman and my mother was a housewife. I had one brother and one sister, who were younger than me. As kids, we rode bicycles for miles for fun as most sports in our village were traditional, like kabaddi. Bicycles were also the best mode of transportation for us. I used to travel to different villages using horses or bicycles, but primarily travelled to my mother’s village. We lived in a normal three room house, which was common for our village, with an open courtyard where we kept our buffalo. My mother always milked the
Ajit Jaswant Singh
Jun 26, 2024 · original
Story: I was born in 1926 in Mianwali Bangla, Daska Tehsil, in the Sialkot District of West Punjab. My father, Tarlok Singh, was an accounting officer in Lahore, and my mother, Balwant Kaur, was a homemaker. I have two sisters and a brother. I completed my high school education in a government school in Lahore, where I had a favourite teacher named Budhwant Kaur. I know Hindi, Punjabi, and English. I was fond of doing work, and me and my best friend, Harbansh Kaur, sat together doing embroidery and knitting. I enjoyed the Basakhi fair where my friend and I ate lots of golgappas (a bite-sized crispy snack). I liked the justice system that was in place during the time of British rule. At the time of Partition, I was 21 years old and already married to Jaswant Singh Sandhu, a captain in the army who later became a Lieutenant General, and died in 1980 as Vice Chief of Army Staff. My husband
Patrick Nicholas Sequeire
Jun 26, 2024 · original
Story: I was also called Patty and was born in 1926 on Sumsay Estate, Connoor, Mysore (now Mysuru). My family members were tea makers, and I spent my childhood in the tea and coffee estates. I never saw myself working in the tea estate. I recall the process of collecting tea leaves and sending them to the tea factory to make the final product and how trading happened. Visiting the coffee estates in Munnar, Kerala, which belonged to my uncles was a sought-after event in my calendar. I vaguely remember my grandmother who was Portuguese. My house was on a hill slope and was in two halves where one part was assigned for living and the other was for cooking. I recall having our family house on top of the hill while the coolies (porters) resided on the lower part of the hill and maintained their distance with the owners and tea makers on the estate. Water was procured from the waterfall which
Maryam Babar
Jun 26, 2024 · original
Story: I was born in 1941 in Hyderabad to a Scottish-Indian family, and named Maryam Haqqani. I was called Munni at home by my family when I was little. My father was a powerful landlord, the cousin of Laiq Ali, the Prime Minister of Hyderabad at the time. My mother, Eva Matthew Watt, was a homemaker and a relative of Sir Robert Alexander Watson. My parents met while studying at Glasgow University. The smell of jasmine evokes images of my childhood. In the summers, our beds would be covered in jasmine flowers to keep the room fragrant and cool. I also fondly remember my aya (nanny). In the evenings, we would play in the vicinity of one of my father’s textile factories and would see the gigantic sugar plantation near the factory. My siblings and I had no idea about the implications of Partition. From 1947, until police action in Hyderabad in 1949, we did not notice any change in our lives
Narinder Singh Kapany
Jun 26, 2024 · original
Story: I was born in 1926 to Sardar Sunder Singh and Kundan Kaur in my mother’s village of Moga in Punjab. I grew up in Dehradun, where I attended Presbyterian School until college. In 1951 I went to England for a Ph.D. in the field of solid state physics, where I coined the term “fiber optics,” for a phenomenon I discovered that entailed “bending light” using specially developed “optical fibers.” The researcher who built on my work to develop technology for long distance communications won the Nobel Prize for fiber optics. In 1947, I was 18 or 19 years old, and I recall a lecture Jawaharlal Nehru gave on Independence Day and the exciting things he said. Everybody believed that when the British would leave, everything would be wonderful. Nehru talked about the origin of the Indian Independence Movement, with compliments to Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi. I met Gandhi once when I was 18 or 19
Naseem Mirza Changezi
Jun 26, 2024 · original
Story: I was born in 1910 in my ancestral home at Pahari Imli, near Churi Walan in Jama Masjid, Old Delhi. I was a freedom fighter and fought alongside my contemporaries, such as Bhagat Singh and Rajguru, against colonial powers. I have been profiled and documented numerous times by leading scholars and academics for my knowledge of Mughal history of Northern India. The study of my genealogy tells me that 23 successive generations of my ancestors hail from the family of Genghis Khan, the founder of the Great Mongolian Empire. My ancestors travelled from Mongolia to Iran, and then to Afghanistan. By that time, Babur, who laid the stones of the Mughal Empire in India, asked my ancestors to leave Afghanistan within two or three months. The two clans were both Mughals, but Babur’s side was that of Timuri Mughals, and we were the Changezi Mughals, so Babur did not want a fight and loss of sol
Feroza Khatun
Jun 26, 2024 · original
Story: My name is Feroza Khatun and I was born in 1934 in the village of Ghono Shyampur near the town of Godagari, in Rajshahi District. The house I lived in was large. My father was a rich farmer and my family’s expenses were paid by the land. My family practiced Islam, and we had good relationships with Hindu families. We lived together happily, experiencing no problems between communities. I was a mischievous child and loved to play with my friends. We collected fruits from our neighbours’ yards and I especially loved mango. I had a friendly relationship with my grandmother. During my free time, she told me many stories. My school was far away from home and I went with my brother and sisters. During tiffin time (lunch), I had fun with my friends. We played kit-kit, kana machi, and other games. After coming home from school, I did more mischief and then I went out and talked with my co

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