Friday, May 6, 2016

Many hues of the green learning spaces at AMU

The Many Hues of the Green Learning Spaces at AMU

By
Faiza Abbasi


A lot can happen in a garden, lawn, woods or just some scrub wilderness. Imagination

knows no bounds when the receptive minds of inquisitive students, scholars and teachers look out from a classroom, lab or library opening to greenery. More rewarding is a reflective walk or an informal rendezvous in the green learning spaces of the Aligarh Muslim University. 

Ensconced in the over one thousand acre of the sprawling AMU campus, its heritage buildings and state-of-the-art educational facilities stand tall. What sets it apart from the rest of the city is the vastness of space and plain featureless land between concrete monoliths; where nature finds a playground and the academic community a respite to reflect and grow.

It is neither a Shanti Niketan with most activities in the open nor a Mughal Garden regimented enough for entry timings enforcing a closure for most days of the year. The AMU campus is a happy mix of nature in its myriad manifestations. From the difficult to pronounce botanical names like Casuarina equisitifolia and Erythrina vareigata painted on square tin plates nailed to the trees, to the indigenous varieties like babool and khejri, the AMU grounds have it all to soothe the soul. 

Herbal and medicinal plant cultivation of the Ajmal Khan Tibbiya College for their Dawakhana and the Botanical Gardens of the AMU Fort and the Prince of Wales Botanical Laboratory known as the Botany Dept., have exotics owing their existence to the careful plant breeders. In the manicured lawns of the Gulistan-e Syed, VC's and PVC's Lodges the hedge heights are meticulously calculated to golden proportions and flowerbed distances are measured to precision. The slightly unkempt gardenia of the Faculties, Offices and Halls of residence boast of some ornamental plants, occasional patches of bushy overgrowth and countless mighty trees having stood the test of time. 

April and May in north-India are notorious for the heat and the scorching sun but one look at the skyline of the main University road suggests that the sun has just entered the spring equinox. The bare lifeless branches of the trees during fall are replaced with green foliage and flowers of all colours. The many Gulmohar trees near the Arts Faculty are adorned with their red flowers and Amaltas trees lower their branches with yellow bells creating the famed golden showers. Complete with the lilac and purple crowns of the Jacaranda it actually signifies fertility, growth and life much needed for an academic institution.

With this first burst of summer, the Duck Pond at the T-junction Park, where the main road bifurcates towards the Engineering Faculty and Computer Centre is on the verge of drying up but the blooms rupture colours. Early morning and evening walkers are greeted on the side-walks lined with seasonal plants. One can cast a gaze beyond the lawns and the timber stands near the Education Department and almost touch the clustered flowers in the hanging inflorescence of the tall Fishtail Palms on both the sides of the road.

This is also when the moths and butterflies feast in the orchards of the AMU Fort and the bees are busy drinking up the blossoms. Be it Holi, the festival of colours or the solar new year celebrated as nauroz by sprinkling petals, communities with roots in peasantry, the world over indulge in festivities marking the joys and prosperity of a new harvest. A riot of colours in the expanses inundated with flowers - petunias, cosmos, marigold, sweet peas, pansies, calendulas, asters, verbenas, nasturtiums, geraniums and what not; near the Dental College, Bab-e Syed and the Victoria Gate Nursery are just in time to party with spring.

Students sipping a late evening tea outside the kiosks near the Training Placement Cell and Canteen make merry, chat, poke fun at and swear in pollen laded air. The crisp freshness of each breath invigorates discussions and revitalizes ambitions for success in future. The stark white jasmines emanate fragrance for the moths to pollinate them but their aroma gladdening the nostrils, fills romanticism in the scholarly life of the young people who will forever be enchanted with the memories of their pleasant days at Aligarh. 

Here, a team of writers, speakers, actors, singers, debaters and musicians of the various co-curricular clubs of Cultural Educational Centre surcharged with the creative energies straight out of the Kennedy Hall may stumble upon a group of students huddled around their plant Taxonomy Professor studying the buttress roots of the line of Arjuna trees outside the Maulana Azad Central Library.

The hot winds during the day do not just bring dust and particles of white sandy soil called Reh in the vernacular for which Aligarh is even documented in the Colonial Gazetteers. Small black cotton seeds frayed up in soft white filaments from the Semul (red silk cotton tree), aromatic Baur (mango flowers) from the orchards near the Sir Syed Nursery not destined to be ripe mangoes in summers, and the winged chilbil (nut of Indian elm tree), light as feather travel afar on the wafting breeze. 

The guava and jujube trees in the Naqvi Park and the University farm lend their fruit to humans be it the contractor of the harvest or the gangs of marauding local children dodging the sleepy watchman. Come summer-monsoon and a fresh offering of mangoes and jamuns in the stretch between the Art Gallery and the Geology Dept. is the bone of contention between the rightful owners and the intruders.

Not that these green spaces of flora come with no surprises from the fauna. The age old Nullah near the Allama Iqbal Hall can spring up a white-breasted water hen walking in the reeds. A massive roosting phenomenon can be observed on any setting day at the electric wires near the railway line behind Habib Hall. The Hariyal (Yellow Legged Green Pigeon) fabled for its inability to feed on the ground is seen foraging in hundreds on the Mulberry trees of the Chemistry Department lawns. The Eucalyptus and Ashoka trees planted for cover are a nesting site for the Pariah kites and Mynas.

Camouflaged in the high but dense crowns of the thickets with intermingling dhak (Butea monosperma), sheesham (Delbergia sissoo) and neem (Azadirachta indica) trees the Grey hornbill makes a swift but suave flight gliding from one cover to another. A close look reveals its long kinked neck and bright eyes shining through the brown sticks. The Koel sings sweet through the morning and the Faakhta (Laughing Dove) laughs on the desolation of the day. Sunset is marked by the cackling flocks of egrets returning to nests. Rubbing shoulders with its winged mates on the trees is the tiny squirrel, often darting on the roads, grabbing a fallen fig to nibble at after climbing back with agility, to its cosy comfort of the twig high up.

While the girls hostels in Abdullah, Sarojini Naidu and Indira Gandhi Halls are specially frequented by our closest primates - the menacing rhesus monkeys, whose squeals are responded to by the frenzied shrieks of the inmates, animal encounters also leave happy memories. The last minute exam preparations in the early mornings are carried out in the open to avoid the other room-mates busy with usual make-up and music. It is considered auspicious for the candidates' performance to spot a peafowl. Though, its long meoooow call is a regular haunting memory for every inhabitant of the hostel from day one. On a luckier overcast day, one might see the peacock in a nuptial dance raising its pheasant tail to display its male fitness to a lek of peahens around.

Towards the outer periphery of the campus where the humble gardeners pay less attention, rough country has a better chance to prosper. Moving towards the Faculties of Law and Agriculture across the railway crossing near the Begum Sultan Jahan Hall a jackal might be seen sneaking through the fence in the dark or a monitor lizard may be discovered stupefied by sunlight trying to scale a wall using its firm grip. The calm and peaceful residential colony around the J.N. Medical College, one day throws a spectacle of a checkered keel-back snake stiff with stress under the attention of the selfie-mongers unaware of its venom-free fangs, on the other a mongoose emerges from the undergrowth entering a drain to reach its burrow. 

In summers and monsoon as darkness lowers its pall, the lapwing lets out a shrill call from the sporadic shallow pools and there are torch flies emitting light from their sooty bodies in the secondary scrub vegetation around the Viqarul Mulk Hall. During winters most of this animal life is hibernating but the AMU community comprising staff and students is often out soaking in the sun, smelling the roses and swivelling with the sunflowers. Shadows lengthen on the salubrious lawns glistening in the winter sun as it traverses the sky concluding a short cold day.

Asrarul Haq Majaz appropriately termed the AMU a chaman (Garden) for its bulbuls (aka students) when he penned the Tarana (Anthem) for the University during his hostel days. Walking barefoot in the pristine lawns of the Founder’s Residence which houses books on and by Sir Syed Ahmad Khan and his personal belongings; feeling the soft velvet grass under the feet - sometimes oozing dew, sometimes damp under the gentle drizzles of the sprinkler irrigators; the background is lit up by warm glows of floodlights on the newly constructed red brick structure of the K A Nizami Centre for Quranic Studies in fine medieval architecture; and the Quranic promise of a paradise with gardens beneath which rivers flow, comes alive.

To the gardens of AMU a humble tribute from a learner in the words of Urdu poet Andaleeb Shadani:

            Shafaq, dhanuk, mehtaab, ghaTaen, taare, naghme, bijli, phool
            Us daaman mein kya kya kuchh hai, woh daman haath mein aye to
شفق،دھنک،مہتاب،گھٹایئں،تارے ، نغمے،بجلی ،پھول
اس دامن میں کیا کیا کچھ ہے،وہ دامن ہاتھ میں آئے تو
            (Evening twilight, rainbow, moon, clouds, stars, songs, light, flowers
            What all is there in that hem, may that hem come in the reach of hands)