Major Bakhtawar Singh Brar (Retired)
Agriculture
Ancestry & Birthplace:
Jiwanwala, Faridkot, Punjab (India)
Residence:
Delano, CA (USA)
HEALTH & HAPPINESS: THE TREASURE OF LIFE
A decorated war veteran, this Major of the 6 Kumaon Regiment exhibits the true spirit of an Army man even at the age of 106. His ideology “activity is life and life is activity” has kept him fit and made him an inspiration!
After serving a full tenure in the Army, I decided that life has to go on; a person is never useless in life. Performance may go down but something can always be done for the country. With this belief, I started my second innings with a strong resolution of not surviving on any social welfare and defiantly battled the odds that life presented. Today I celebrate life with my priceless family. Healthy living and healthy aging has given me a good life.
Education is not preparation for life; it’s life itself
I was born in a family of farmers to Sardarni Nand Kaur and Sardar Bhagwan Singh on 19 November 1913. Back then electricity, medical care, hygiene, education, etc, were rare; farming was the key livelihood for people. Growing up, my elder brother, Gulwant Singh, younger brother, Sant Singh, sister Gulwant Kaur, and I were a team together; we were contented and at peace. My father had seen the disparity between him and my maternal uncle who was educated and worked as a Police Inspector. Despite my father being socially more prosperous, my uncle was more respected, which made my father value education immensely.
When Gulwant started going to school, I saw him wearing a new shirt and I also insisted on having one for myself too. However, I was told that he had it because he was going to school. I thought going to school would fetch me a new shirt too, so I also started going to school regularly. Since I was regular, my teacher started liking me. When in primary school, I sometimes had to walk barefoot when the cobbler failed to repair and timely deliver my re-soled shoes. In high school at Faridkot, sometimes I had to sit under a street light to study when I did not have enough money to fill my kerosene lamp. As a result of my consistent good performance and glorious wins in competitions, I was granted a scholarship of Rs 4 per month for grades 5–8. I was among the six boys who were granted a scholarship in Faridkot State from out of 50–60 schools.
When I was still a child, life taught me some lessons that I till date adhere to. As there was a scarcity of water, we used to bathe in the village pond. One day, I missed the high ground of the pond and landed in deep area; not knowing swimming too well, I panicked, but the sight of a man sitting on the bank gave me some relief. When I saw no movement, I got worried and in frustration, I started throwing my hands and feet and luckily my feet touched the high ground and somehow crossed the pond. That was the last day that I went to pond. It taught me three lessons: first, never attempt anything about which you don’t have an in-depth knowledge; second, never depend on others, do what you can do yourself; third, work hard, persistently, do not give up and you’ll find a high ground soon. I have practiced these lessons throughout my life.
Opportunity is omnipresent
Studying sometimes under streetlights and trying to make both ends meet at home, I cleared high school. My behaviour, academic record and the love my mother had for me made her take me to visit one of her friends in Faridkot City. The friend’s husband was a minister and Maa thought she would be able to help me find a job. Although they had promised me a job, I was hired like a domestic help to them; I definitely hated it. Fate landed me in Lahore where my employer’s daughter was getting married, where I met someone pursuing a YMCA course. Once I was back, I too decided to join the same and also started taking any available jobs during the day. A year later, I returned to join as an English Clerk in State Forces in Faridkot in December 1934. World War II broke out on 3 September 1939 and my unit moved with the Indian Army. In 1941, I passed the highest examination in the Army with distinction in English and Maths and was allotted a vacancy to attend the Indian Military Academy, Dehradun, provided Faridkot State releases me; because the OC unit was semi-illiterate, wasn’t good in English language and was running the unit with my help and thus the Maharaja did not let me go. I, thus, missed the golden opportunity to become an Officer in Indian Army. Sometimes your efficiency becomes your own worst enemy. I fought for it later on, went to the selection board and attended Officers’ Training School, Bangalore, which became one of my biggest achievements since the majority of the cadets were British and I was chosen as their Commander, thanks to my outstanding performance. Graduating out of the school as an officer in the Indian Army was no less than a distinction during the pre-independence era.
During the war, I was shot twice; once a bullet went through my turban and another time it hit my lunch box. I strongly believe that it was my Maa’s belief and her prayers that I came back safe from every battle I fought for the nation. I was awarded the gallantry twice by the British Indian government and once by the independent Indian government.
At the time of independence, my unit was in Kosikalan on the UP-Punjab border. We were very enthusiastic about our first morning of independence on 15 August 1947; we thought we would sleep as slaves but wake up as free people. Unfortunately, it has been 70 years and I still don’t see India as we had imagined reasons known to everyone.
Never call it quits
I was serving in Jabalpur before retirement from army in 1963 and NCC in 1968, but instead of staying in bungalows, my wife, Sardarni Gurnam Kaur, and I moved to the civil locality. Post-retirement, I started a small dairy and bought a small chunk of land for farming with the help of the hardworking and supportive Gurnam. In 1977, my daughter, Parampal, got married to Dr Jasbir S Gill and moved to the USA. My wife’s brother who had studied Engineering from Jabalpur while living with us had already moved to the USA for his job in General Motors. In 1979, Gurnam moved to USA and in 1980 my son, Harbinder, too moved there; I went in the last, in 1981. Parents of US immigrants, who had not worked in the USA and were not entitled to social security benefits, were entitled to and were drawing SSI (a welfare system in the US), some people called it old age pension. When I too was suggested the same, I reluctantly went to the concerned office, was asked a few questions and told to sign an application to start getting SSI. My conscience didn’t allow me to live on welfare in a nation I hadn’t served, especially since I was still fit enough to work hard and earn for ourselves.
And thus, Gurnam and I started working in a plastic factory and then my son, Harbinder, bought an 60-acre farm land. Then while I worked on the farms, she worked at a chicken packing house. Land today has grown to 10,000 acres, where we grow pistachios, almonds and grapes.
My eldest son, Major Manjit S Brar, is a retired Indian Army officer and now settled in Canada. His son, Harry, and daughter, Preeti, are both settled in Canada as well.
Harbinder, a professor of clinical OB/Gyn, Maternal Fetal Medicine and Genetics at Loma Linda University School of Medicine & University of California Riverside, School of Medicine, and his wife Parvinder ‘Barbara’, an anaesthesia director at Glenwood Surgery Centre, are blessed with three children, Sonia, Bobby and Simran. Married to Jasdeep Dhoot MD, Sonia is an ophthalmologist (Vitreo Retinal surgeon) and has two children, Kabir and Lara. Bobby and his fiancé Pooja are doing Ob/Gyn residency at University of Nevada, Las Vegas. Simran is pursuing BS/MD programme in New York. Harbinder and Parvinder have bought more land and now we farm about 9,000 acres of pistachios, almonds and grapes.
My eldest daughter, Harbans, a retired Assistant Director of Education, is married to Mukhtiar Bhullar, a High Court Advocate, and the two are settled in Punjab. Their son, Bikramjeet, and daughter, Simerjeet, are leading happy lives.
My second daughter, Narinder Kaur, well-settled in Canada, works with the government.
Parampal and Jasbir, both practicing Ob/Gyn, are blessed with three sons, Chamanjit, Vikramjit and Ranjit ‘Ricky’: Chamanjit, a businessman, and his physician wife, Ruby, have a daughter Kareena. Vikramjit, a physician and administrator at University Medical Centre, Las Vegas, is engaged to Anjena, a physician. Ricky, a Princeton graduate, is Senior Advisor US State Department, Bureau of Overseas Buildings Operations appointed by the President Donald Trump.
Gurnam and I once thought having our children was the most beautiful feeling, though, now watching our great-grandchildren growing up, we know what blissful is! It is wonderful to see them absorbing Indian culture and speaking Punjabi after so many years abroad, though they have picked a lot of good from the culture here as well.
My wealth is the immeasurable talent my children and their families own. More than a dozen medical professionals in USA and Canada, advocates, educators, progressive farmers and supporters of governments. Not just a wealth, but my pride.
The most inspiriting emotion ruling my heart…
…are simple and active living. I don’t have too many wearables, only the bare minimum. Though my family loves to take me to weddings, since they find them enjoyable, I feel rather uncomfortable there. Once, at a wedding, some young girls came running and were about to steal my shoes; I told them, almost shouting, not to as they were my first new pair of shoes in 10 years! I was later pacified by my family and was told that they were stealing the groom’s shoes as a ritual.
They also like to take me to try ethnic food of different cultures, it all tastes good, but I love staple Indian food that Gurnam cooks, specially rajmah chawal1 and kadhi chawal2. Whatever I eat, I have to top it up with dessert to satisfy my sweet-tooth. Not too often, but we do visit India as a family.
I want to earn as much as I can, all of which I would put into a trust in my village to create awareness about education and women healthcare. I am the only person in the USA perhaps who at the age of 106 is still working and would prefer to celebrate my birthday on my work desk. As I always say a farmer and a soldier never die in bed.
Philosophy
Life’s experiences are the best
I love…
My family. It is my priceless possession.
I’d suggest the youth…
To stay away from evil habits. Watch your words and actions. Take up a job that interests you and never quit. Yet, whether you are doing good or bad, don’t overdo it. Moderation is the key.
Success Mantra
Distance between success and failure is very small, which is hard work. Never quit. Quitters never win and winners never quit.
The world doesn’t know that…
I was a very good hockey player and a high jumper.
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Indian Army Officer Bakhtawar Singh Brar | Retired Indian Army Major Bakhtawar Singh Brar
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