Delhiwale: This way to Farash Khana

Old Delhi’s Farash Khana begins with two stories

Old Delhi’s Farash Khana begins with two stories. Both try to explain how the street got its name. One account says the locality was settled by masons who laid the stone floors of the Red Fort. By this account, Farash is a corruption of farsh, the Urdu word for floor. But venerable Akhlaq Ahmad of RK Tailors, a Farash Khana establishment, offers an alternative account. According to him, the locality was home to men who carried ceremonial torches in the Red Fort. The torchbearer, he says, was called a farrash. So here we are, caught in a love triangle of two stories and one name. As for the second word in Farash Khana, khana means place in Urdu, though it also means food and to eat.

A framed black-and-white photo shows the nattily dressed founder, the late Bhagwan Das, cutting the hair of a suited customer. (HT Photo)

The rest of the street too is a saga of names. Its landmarks are as eye-catching for their names as for their appearances. Masjid Gular Wali valiantly strives to live up to its name. The mosque’s entrance is flanked by two potted gular plants. Gular leaves, of course, are a favourite food of Purani Dilli goats.

Elsewhere, the shops scattered along the long street carry names that evoke either other places, or the shops’ own peculiar character. Al Taj Bakery stands beside Zam Zam Moradabadi Biryani. Next comes Smart Look Hair Cutting Saloon. Then Jassi Sweets. Then Jassi Gajak Wale and Sweets, whose painted sign carries a turbaned portrait of the proprietor. Another bakery bears the name Pari Bakery. On closer inspection, the people inside do not appear to be pariyan, or fairies, but a band of hardworking men.

That said, another landmark still stands on the street, lovely in its own fashion. But it has no name. It is a small barbershop with green and red walls. The shop’s history hangs on the walls.

A framed black-and-white photo shows the nattily dressed founder, the late Bhagwan Das, cutting the hair of a suited customer; see right photo. Another portrait, bearing faded colours, shows Bhagwan Das’s son, the late Sultan Singh.

Today, Sultan Singh’s son, Parveen, runs the shop. This afternoon he is sitting with his young sons, Keshav and Kartik. In effect, three generations are bunched together. The scene is priceless. See left photo.