From Fathery Hospital to Saloon-Salon
An
Evening of Names, Memory, and Meaning
Twenty-First Friday Evening meeting
(Press Club Hyderabad)
Vanam Jwala Narasimha Rao (July
3, 2026)
Twenty-one uninterrupted Friday
evenings have now transformed what began as an informal gathering of
like-minded professionals into a living chronicle of shared experience. Each
meeting has drawn strength from its predecessors while contributing a fresh layer
to an expanding repository of collective memory. The Twenty-First Friday
Evening, held on July 3, 2026, continued that journey in the same spirit of
curiosity, fellowship, and thoughtful conversation.
As
like-minded members gathered one after another in the AC Room at the Press Club
Hyderabad on July 3, 2026, for their regular Friday Evening Meeting, the Twenty
First in uninterrupted succession, intermittent rain prompted many to remain
indoors instead of occupying the usual open area. The resulting buzz of
animated conversation created a lively atmosphere, with enthusiasm momentarily
outweighing order. Sensing a trace of impatience among a few of us, Amar
recalled an expression often used by his granddaughter, still in her early
teens, yet familiar with concepts that, he smilingly admitted, had remained
unknown to him despite his advanced age: ‘Read the Room.’
It
was indeed interesting to learn about it. ‘Reading the room’ means adjusting
our behaviour to suit the mood, energy, and unspoken expectations of a
particular group or situation. It calls for emotional intelligence and
situational awareness. Its essential elements are Observation, Adaptation, and
Empathy: noticing body language, facial expressions, and the overall
atmosphere; adjusting our tone, subject, and humour to suit the occasion; and
understanding what others may be feeling without being told. That simple
expression said it all. We quietly settled into the environment for the
evening.
As
has become the normal practice, some participants initiated the conversation by
referring to the recent address delivered by Amar Devulapalli at the Telangana
Saraswat Parishad Auditorium on his life's journey and five decades of
experience in journalism. Instead of recounting the entire address, Amar shared
a few interesting highlights. One of them was that he was born at the
Missionaries Hospital in Hanamkonda, popularly known then as the "Fathery
Hospital." From there, the discussion naturally moved to the terminology
associated with different institutions, particularly hospitals.
Participants
fondly recalled several such instances. It was observed that, in many parts of
the erstwhile Andhra Pradesh, including Hanamkonda and Warangal, early
missionary hospitals were popularly known as ‘Fathery’ hospitals or ‘Padri’
hospitals. One participant explained that this colloquial linguistic adaptation
followed a pattern similar to the transformation of ‘Quarantine’ into ‘Koranti,’
a usage that can best be understood in its historical and cultural context.
The
local Telugu and Urdu speaking population frequently interacted with Christian
missionaries, whom they addressed as ‘Father’ or ‘Padri,’ a term for Christian
priests introduced during the Portuguese and British colonial periods. In local
dialects, adding a ‘Y’ or ‘EE’ sound to a noun to denote ownership or
association is quite common. Thus, a hospital managed by Christian Fathers
naturally came to be known in everyday parlance as the ‘Fathery’ Davakhana or ‘Padri’
Hospital.
In
Hanamkonda, this specifically refers to the historic Baptist Mission Hospital,
associated with the American Baptist Telugu Mission, completed in 1902 during
the Nizam's rule. As the institution stood alongside the Centenary Baptist
Church and was managed by missionary doctors and ordained ministers, the entire
complex in Lashkar Bazar came to be popularly known among older generations as
the ‘Fathery Hospital’ or ‘Padri Hospital.’
This
naming convention was not confined to Hanamkonda. Across the Deccan region,
whenever a Christian mission established the first modern dispensary or school
in a district, local people usually bypassed the long official English names
and simply identified the institution by the people who managed it. The
conversation then naturally shifted to other hospitals in Hyderabad, their old
and new names, and the evolution of those identities.
Almost
all the participants, either born and brought up in Telangana or associated
with the region for decades, readily recalled many of these interesting names.
A broad understanding emerged from the discussion that, during the Asaf Jahi,
or Nizam era, and for several years, if not decades, after the integration of
Hyderabad State into India, many of the city's iconic healthcare institutions
continued to be popularly known by their historical or colonial names.
A
prime example is the Nizam's Orthopaedic Hospital, which later evolved into the
Nizam's Institute of Medical Sciences, popularly known as NIMS. Like many other
institutions of that era, its name reflected its founder, patron, or the
locality it served. Several such medical institutions came to be identified by
localized Urdu expressions, colonial titles, or the names of royal patrons.
Established during the reign of the Seventh Nizam, Mir Osman Ali Khan, it
eventually evolved into the present-day NIMS.
Similarly,
the majestic Indo Saracenic structure of Osmania General Hospital, completed in
1925, was widely known as Afzal Gunj Hospital, after its original 1866 patron,
Nizam Afzal ud Doula, or simply as Dar ul Shifa. In Secunderabad, the
institution now known as Gandhi Hospital began in 1853, later became the
British era Prince Edward Memorial Hospital, subsequently the King Edward
Memorial Hospital, or KEM Hospital, before being renamed in 1956 in honour of
Mahatma Gandhi.
Specialty
care also gave rise to distinct colloquial names across the city. The
Government Nizamia General Hospital, established near the historic Charminar in
1938 to provide Unani treatment, came to be popularly known as the Charminar
Unani Hospital. In Yerragadda, the mental health institution, originally known
in Urdu as Darul Majaneen or the Jalaluddin Lunatic Asylum, later became the
Government Mental Health Centre.
The
neighbouring Government Chest Hospital found its home in the heritage Irranuma
Palace, originally built by the Paigah noble Vikar ul Umra, before being
converted by the Nizam into a Tuberculosis, or TB, Sanatorium because of its
elevated and breezy location. The participants then turned their attention to
the tradition of localized names and royal patronage that shaped women's and
children's healthcare, infectious disease control, and several other prominent
hospitals across Hyderabad.
The
Government ENT Hospital in Koti originally functioned in the private estate of
the wealthy nobleman and banker Raja Pratap Girji, retaining his name for
generations as the Raja Pratap Girji ENT Hospital. Maternal and child
healthcare witnessed the emergence of Niloufer Hospital, initially established
as the Nizam's Children and Women Hospital, with the support of Princess
Niloufer of the Ottoman Empire in 1949 after she witnessed the tragic death of
a maid during childbirth.
This
institution was closely associated with the older concept of the Jajgi Khana or
Zajgi Davakhana, the traditional Urdu expression for a maternity home or
childbirth house. Originally, this term became synonymous with the Victoria
Zenana Hospital, later known as the Victoria Maternity Hospital, a women's
hospital established near the Musi River in 1907. Decades later, the historic
premises became part of the Telangana High Court campus, now functioning as its
H Block, while the medical institution was relocated nearby as the Modern
Government Maternity Hospital. Even today, many locals and older auto drivers
continue to refer to it as the Petlaburj Maternity Hospital or simply the old
Jajgi Khana.
Likewise,
the city's principal institution for combating epidemics, the Sir Ronald Ross
Institute of Tropical and Communicable Diseases in Nallakunta, continues to be
remembered by its simpler popular names. Established by the Nizam in 1915 as a
Quarantine Facility during a cholera outbreak, the local adaptation of the
English word "Quarantine" gradually gave rise to the familiar name
Koranti Davakhana, or simply Couranty. Although officially renamed in 1997 to
mark the centenary of Sir Ronald Ross's Nobel Prize winning research on
malaria, it continues to be widely known as the Government Fever Hospital.
The
conversation then moved to an interesting observation by an Indian journalist
and writer who, while in the United Kingdom, discovered that a ‘Saloon’
referred to a bar and not to a barber's ‘Salon,’ as he had understood it in
India before leaving for abroad. The discussion was initiated by Dr Bharatbabu,
the only guest who participated in the Twenty First Friday Evening Meeting.
Soft spoken Bharat recalled a book recommended by his father, Late Dr A P Ranga
Rao, once a long-time resident of the United Kingdom and a member of the Press
Club, where this distinction was clearly explained.
The
conversation soon became even more informative as participants, step by step,
recalled further details about the writer. It was Sasthi Brata Chakravarti,
popularly known as Sasthi Brata, the fiercely provocative British Indian Indo
Anglian writer and journalist. A brief clarification followed regarding his
bibliography. My God Died Young, published in 1968, was in fact his
debut work, a cult classic autobiography centred on youthful angst, alienation
from his conservative Calcutta roots, and his eventual self-exile in the West.
Sasthi Brata's later work, Confessions of
an Indian Woman Eater, published in 1971, was a highly controversial,
semi-autobiographical novel tracing the mischievous and often self-indulgent
adventures of an Indian protagonist wandering through Europe. Brata's writing
was marked by uncompromising honesty, sharp irreverence, and wit. He frequently
employed this style to examine both traditional Indian social norms and the
cultural shocks he experienced while adapting to life in the West.
The
jocular confusion over the word ‘Saloon’ highlights the classic linguistic and
cultural contrast that Brata so masterfully portrayed in his writings. In mid
twentieth century India, particularly in local dialects, a ‘Saloon’ commonly
referred, and perhaps still does in some places, to a modest neighbourhood
barber shop or ‘Hair Cutting Salon.’ However, on arriving in the West, an
Indian traveller relying on that usage could easily be confused, for there a
saloon is a drinking establishment or bar.
Brata
employed precisely such linguistic misunderstandings to portray the humour of
the uprooted immigrant experience, illustrating how a naive traveller in search
of a quick haircut could inadvertently walk through the swinging doors of a
bustling pub. In this context, one of the Friday Evening Meeting participants
referred to the recent book Avoid Blunders: Write Right English by Vinay
Bhushan Bhagwaty, who aptly cautions that, ‘A Word can make a World of
Difference.’
Elaborating on this, the author cites modern examples
such as writing ‘Please ADVICE me’ instead of ‘Please ADVISE me,’ and the
humorous anecdote, ‘Nun takes care of Monk's needs’ instead of ‘None takes care
of my needs.’ Such examples are not merely amusing but also illustrate how a
single word can cause confusion, embarrassment, or even reputational damage. ‘Saloon’
and ‘Salon’ present similar instances.
Had the discussion ended there, the meeting would have
quietly concluded for the evening. However, an enthusiastic participant
referred to the ‘World's Oldest Luxury Barbershop,’ which has served London's
elite since its establishment in 1805. Another participant added that it is the
world's oldest luxury barbershop chain, built upon British royal heritage and
distinguished by its premium services. In Hyderabad, it stands in striking
contrast to the modest neighbourhood salon, with branches in Banjara Hills and
Gachibowli. Its name is ‘Truefitt & Hill.’
One
or two participants shared their personal experience of visiting the
establishment. Their observations suggested that the experience seemed
carefully designed to shift attention from the cost of a haircut to the
ambience and the overall grooming ritual, something they felt a neighbourhood
barber could accomplish far more simply and economically. Those who had visited
remarked, with a touch of humour, that the process resembled an elaborate
forty-five-minute sequence of hot towels, pre shave oils, and badger hair
brushes.
Although
no participant recalled the exact charges, it was generally observed that the
cost of a haircut varied considerably according to the services chosen. The
discussion also touched upon the establishment's annual membership, said to
cost around Rs 1.10 lakh, offering unlimited grooming services for a year with
validity across its outlets worldwide. Rather than dwelling on the commercial
aspects, the conversation examined how ambience, heritage, branding, and
exclusivity together shape perceptions of value, often extending well beyond
the service itself.
The
Twenty First Friday Evening had, in fact, commenced quite modestly with Amar
Devulapalli, one of the regular participants, responding to the request of
friends to recount a few significant episodes from his remarkable life's
journey, taking cue from the address he had delivered a few days earlier at the
Telangana Saraswat Parishad. Speaking with his characteristic simplicity and
humility, Amar briefly reflected on his evolution from childhood to becoming
one of the most respected journalists, editors, trade union leaders, and media
personalities in the Telugu speaking world.
As
already noted earlier, his narration was not merely a personal memoir but also
an illuminating account of the evolution of journalism, the media landscape,
and the socio-political movements that shaped his five-decade long career.
Since several participants had been unable to attend his earlier address, they
requested him to share a few highlights. His reference to being born on June
10, 1956, at the Missionaries Hospital in Hanamkonda, popularly remembered as
the ‘Fathery Hospital,’ became the point of departure for the fascinating
discussion on historical names, linguistic transformations, and collective
memory that unfolded through the evening.
As
has become an enriching feature of these Friday Evening Meetings, thoughts that
could not be shared during the discussion if not often, at times, find
expression later. In that spirit, Bhandaru Srinivasa Rao, owing to paucity of
time, could not speak during the meeting, but later communicated an informative
message through WhatsApp. Being both timely and contextual, it is appended here
as a fitting tailpiece to this week's narrative. ‘Every reform should be viewed
through the eyes of the ordinary citizen. Millions of sincere voters have been faithfully
exercising their democratic right over the years.’
‘This
they do despite facing often, struggling with changing constituencies, polling
stations, and electoral records. They seek neither privilege nor favour, only
the assurance that their identity as voters remains secure and respected. Fear
of losing an existing right, coupled with uncertainty about the future, breeds
frustration and distrust. Governance earns lasting public confidence only when
policies are designed with simplicity, accessibility, and the convenience of
ordinary people foremost, ensuring every citizen continues to feel counted, valued,
and heard.’
With
yet another evening of shared memories, thoughtful exchanges, and enriching
conversations becoming part of this continuing chronicle, the participants
dispersed with the quiet satisfaction of having jointly learnt something new,
looking forward to meeting again on the coming Friday, as usual.

















