PRAN NATH BUTT : AN UNKNOWN ARTIST FROM KASHMIR

                                         

                                                                            

                                       

                                                                     

                                             ( *A Watercolour   by Pran Nath Butt  in  Author’s house )

 "PRAN NATH BUTT": AN UNKNOWN ARTIST FROM KASHMIR 

I came across Pran Nath in Purkhoo tented accommodation (for Kashmiri Migrants). He was illiterate, unable to express himself, extremely poor and survived only on government relief and ration. He smoked   Beedis as cigarettes were beyond his reach.

“Late S. N Butt (artist) was my uncle. I am from the Badiyar area of the Butt clan. I was a runner with Dwarka And Co, Chemists, Budshaw Chowk,, Srinagar. I have no money for paper, colours and brushes. I want to paint. I also knew Mohan Raina artist. He would give me some financial support apart from some paper and colours. I have not performed the Kaah Nethar ceremony for my newborn children. What to do? I am a worthless man."

This is what he told me outside his tent in 1995. I was working as manager of our bank's Dumana branch. And then we gave him a loan of 5000 rupees. After about a week I again visited Purkhoo camp of Kashmiri Migrants and met the leaders of the camp. A leader, Dwarka Nath by name came closer to me and started shouting:

“Has bank started financing **Kaah Nethar ceremony also? We will tell Lone Sahib (the then Relief Commissioner who was helpful to Kashmiri Migrants.) to take action against all."

I came to know that Pran Nath had bought watercolours, brushes and drawing paper for about 2000 rupees and spent the rest amount on the Kaah-Nethar ceremony of his children. The leaders who complained to me had also enjoyed a sumptuous meal with fish cooked in Kashmiri style inside his tent. To me, Pran Nath admitted everything and also revealed having bought a saree for his wife for Kaah Nethar out of the loan amount.

After about 10 days, Pran Nath came to the bank with a bundle of about 15  Kashmir sceneries done in watercolour. The first that was shown to me was Rainawari's  Naidyar Bridge.

"How much for this?"

“This is all yours. Nothing sir.”

I thought for a moment and then told him:-

“I am paying 700 rupees. But this money will go into our loan account. "

 Maj Gen. Wahi Retd. (He lived at Barnai during those days) a respected customer of the bank was also in my chamber at that moment. He felt interested in the man and his work. He also bought one or two watercolours. I paid Pran Nath 400 rupees and the rest of the money was deposited in his loan account. I asked him to keep 5 watercolours with me.  The next day, my boss Mr RIS Sidhu (retired as Chief General Manager of the bank) visited the branch for inspection. He was a lover of fine arts and an honest and upright officer.He bought one that had Dal Lake and Shikara. The remaining four were bought by my relations and the money so collected was deposited in his loan account.  Within a period of about two or three months, the entire loan amount with interest was repaid under this arrangement.Later, every fortnight,  Pran Nath would come with 5 watercolours that  I passed on to my friends and relations for Rs 600 or  Rs 700   per watercolour. Once the loan was adjusted, the sale proceeds would be deposited in his savings bank account.I introduced him to some schools (to be employed as a drawing teacher) but because of his language and total lack of communication skills, he could not adjust himself beyond one month at any place. He spoke only Kashmiri.A sample of his lingo:

"Iss ko tapaali. Ye zudd mondu hai. Yeh drawing nahin hechhegaa"

 “Hum ayaalbaar hai. Tankhaah waqtas pyath deita. Teel tomul khatam."

 "Idhar Jammu garma traeth,   naar, dumm ta gumma. Hum   mar gayaa. Hamaara Kashmir fiza"

 After my transfer from Dumana, I lost contact with him. In 2004, I headed the Rehari Chowk branch and one day he appeared all of a sudden. He came with 5 watercolours and wanted them to be sold for 5000 rupees. I directed him to meet some good customers and he got what he wanted. I also gathered that he was educating his children and had also got addicted to liquor. At the Rehari Chowk office, I  believe I also requested Maj Gen Goverdhan Singh Jamwal Retired  (PVSM)to help him out in the sale of his watercolours. I also requested Dr Dara Singh's brother (who owned a Petrol Pump) to buy his watercolours. Mrs Gayatri Jamwal (Daughter of Capt Dewan Singh Ex. ADC to Maharaja Hari Singh) was also requested to help him out. She was a VIP customer of that branch and spoke fluent Kashmiri.

And then one day I came to know that Pran Nath had breathed his last due to some incurable liver disease. I felt very bad. 

Ramesh Kumar Butt, my colleague and son of the late S N Butt (well-known artist ) confirmed later that Pran Nath was from their clan. He also confirmed many other things that Pran Nath had conveyed to me. Everything that Pran Nath had spoken to me turned out true on my cross-checking. The painting hanging in my living room brings forth many interesting anecdotes about this simple, poor and shy man.

 

(Avtar Mota)

 

PS

*This watercolour decorates the living room wall of my house. Bought for Rs700/- from Pran Nath Butt in 1995. Pran Nath Butt, an unknown artist is no more now. 

**Kaah-Nethar is the purification ceremony after childbirth. It was performed on the eleventh day after delivery when the mother left the confinement room.  Before this, “Shraan Sonder" or the post-delivery bath ceremony was also performed.  On Kaah Nethar day, relations were invited for a sumptuous meal. New clothes were also given to the mother of the child. Many Kashmiri Pandits still perform the Kaah-Nethar ceremony that used to be performed without fail in every household.In Hindu SAMASKARAS, Kaah Nethar is knowñ as Jatakarma or Birth Ceremony.

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