Tom and Renetta Cade, David Frank and Western Sporting Publications
He is James Coopers Mohican – the last of his tribe – but
falconers and outdoorsmen everywhere are fortunate to
have his memoirs of hawking during a very special time and
in a special place few of us have been or know much about.
-Dr. Tom Cade – Falconer and Founder of the Peregrine Fund
elebrated as a well known Ustaad (Master) in his field by all aware of falconry,
Mr. Osman, the Afghan falconer’, created an awareness of his ‘tigers of the
air’, and contributed to his generation regarding serious conservation efforts
around the world.
My journey with Mr. Osman started through my father, who was one of his first
disciples. Mr. Osman was my father’s second guru. The years passed as my father lost
touch with his guru, caught in the hectic web of urban living, work and family. Then I
was born in 1989 and as a child the falconry bug bit me - much to my father’s delight!
One weekend we drove down to meet him. When we reached Dehradun Lukshmi
Road opposite the Himani gas agency, there stood an old black gate with a few fruiting
trees inside. There came this old man with four vicious dachshunds charging to greet
us. A soft melodic voice said “Hello Capt. Shergill. How are you?” We sat down and
had tea while my father and Osman Sir and Madam Zulekha, his wife, were catching
up and telling me stories.
Soon came my turn. Slowly and steadily Osman started testing me on my knowledge
of falconry. He wanted to see if I had that same burning passion that he and my father
The true test began. Just as he had asked my father back in the 1970’s to make a Dho-
gazza net, he now wanted to see if I could. He wanted to see if I had the patience for
it. It took almost half a day and two very sore hands. I hoped that Osman saab would
approve of it. With a lovely smile and a swaying nod he said “Ok” and looked at my
father and cheekily said Capt. Saab you took an entire day”.
That was my initiation. I was approved as a Shakid (pupil). From then on we had
telephone conversations daily.Over the years I learned much about falconry, history,
culture, flora and fauna, and herbal remedies. But the icing on the cake was to hear the
old stories on trapping, training and hunting with his birds.
I made frequent visits to Dehradun to meet my guru and his wife. It was always an
honor to spend time with them. We would go for short drives to the mountains, the
forest and places where he used to hunt. I would listen to all his old stories and absorb
everything. He was an encyclopedia! I used to stay at Raghvender Singhs place who
was also a student of Mr. Osman. Every evening we would all meet and regale each
other with the day’s events.
Osman sir taught me how to make the Bal Chattri. While I was making it, he told me
about its history too - Bal meaning hair and chattri meaning umbrella (dome). Hair
was taken from the horses tail to make the nooses in the old days. In time I learned
the art of trapping. With my first bal chattri I caught one very special bird, a passage
Shikra which I named “Isis. She was my very first bird and hence very close to my
heart. With the guidance and help of my father and regular telephone conversations
with Osman sir I trained her. One day she fell seriously ill. I was extremely perturbed
and made a few frantic calls to Osman sir to find out What to do”? He then asked
me to check her mouth to see if she had frounce. Sure enough, it turned out to be just
that. He then told me about the age old remedy of using alum water, casting the hawk
upside down and spraying it in the affected areas and then gently scraping the affected
areas. But as my father was out of town and the fact that I had no experience with a
sick bird, I was extremely reluctant and fearful of doing the above myself. I then made
a decision to use modern medicine. I used a concoction of flagyl with a mix of an herb
known as “Katha which is commonly used in an Indian mouth freshener known as
“Pan. In time she recovered and was introduced to the hunt.
In Osman saabs dictionary Falconry was not “just a hobby”… it was a way of life,
a calling, as he put it. Born on 24th March 1925, Osman saabs affinity for birds of
prey started at the age of 8 when his grandfather presented him with a Turumti (Red
headed merlin). He never looked back.
As a young boy Osman saab was truly fascinated with the hawk-eagle. This species of
birds of prey was completely new to their family. While roaming/hunting/fishing in
the Doon valley and Musoorie, he often studied them. One day, while out on one of
his hunting trips, he spotted a mountain hawk eagle. Osman saab he did not step out
of his house without his dho-gazza and a pigeon decoy. Within moments, he set up
the trap and trapped his first hawk eagle. He named her“Kohistani” (“Highlander”).
He truly loved that bird. He described her as a“phenomenal hunter”. But his most
phenomenal feathered friend was “Kali Rani”, a Shaheen falcon with whom he spent
16 years.
Osmans closest falconry
companion was his father
Prince Azim. They would take
turns handling and hunting the
birds, and shared almost all their
spectacular experiences. He was
really attached to his father and
missed him dearly after he passed
He wrote about himself, his father
and his cousin and a place called
Clouds End: “Just then it was the
glitter of youth; the understanding
comments of those who really were qualified to extend such unstinted praise to my
lifes heyday that knocked at my heart. Today I look back at those events with a feeling
of sadness as I realize that out of the trio on the hillside that day, I now am the only
one left to tell the story of what had happened. For father and cousin Rauf, Cloud’s
End is a far cry. My happy reflections dissolve away like the pretty shoals of sunset as
the unknown dark of the future awaits to paint the thoughts of bygone times black
against the brilliant sky of yesteryear.
Osman saab was quiet a poet by heart and loved quoting Old Persian poets.
After his wife passed away he quoted the Poet Hafiz “If after a hundred years you were
to pass over my tomb my dusty bones uprising in the sepulcher would dance in their
I would like to think he started and ended with these magnificent meteors in the sky,
these spectacles of glory, these magnificent kings of the wind…these captivating birds
of prey that bonded relations for father and son …mentor and disciple ….man and
bird…..heaven and earth……
Memories of My Mentor by Rushil Sergill
Photos of Sirdar’s mother, and of him and his father,
whom he was especially close to and shared his love
of falconry with. Photo left- a family of tribesmen,
Sirdar in the middle on his father’s knee.
Sirdar Mohamed Osman was a notable falconer and naturalist whos ancestors were Afghani
royalty. Mr. Osman produced over forty scientific papers and books concerning birds of prey
and wildlife.
He led an amazing life and traveled throughout India, Pakistan and Afghanistan in pursuit
of his falconry. Sirdar Mohamed Osman was born in Dehra Dun India. He did his Senior
Cambridge from St. Josephs Academy Dehra Dun to later serve as Project Manager in the
Hillmand Valley Authority in Afghanistan. He returned to Dehra Dun in 1953 and joined
the Oil and Gas Commission of India to finally retire as Geophysicist in 1983.
S. M. Osman led an amazing life centered around his falconry and the in-depth study of
wildlife. His adventures cover much of Central Asia. This entire area has always been referred
to as The Land of the Sun. travels in this This area is rich in the history of falconry. His
lineage boasts several generations who have spent a great deal of time immersed in the
S.M. Osman was fortunate to have been able, in a great place, the Doon Valley, and time, to
trap and train and hunt with all of the different peregrine subspecies. His experiences also
cover all the hawk-eagles and short winged birds.
Although a great number of migratory peregrines did pass through the Doon valley, the
majority passed through the Indus Valley just to the west, at Dera Gazi Khan and the
neighboring city of Dera Ismael Khan. The bustling hawk markets of Amritsar and Lahore
were the focus of many falconers of the day. It is only natural that a few of Osmans birds
would come from them.
Osmans writing shows clearly
how sensitive he has been to
his surroundings. He views his
world through keen eyes and
with the enthusiasm of a young
boy who was only just seeing
the world for his first time, yet
his writing is filled with mature
insight into the world. He lived
in a time and place which has
been separate from the Western
world; his original thinking is
thought provoking to falconers
and naturalists.
Dr. Tom Cades Intro from “Falconry in the Land of the Sun
Sirdar Osman is descended from a distinguished family of falconers who trace their ancestry back to the rulers of Afghanistan.
Mr. Osmans great grandfather was Amir Sher Ali Khan, his grandfather was Amir Mohamed Yaqub Khan, his father, Prince
Azim, his closest hunting companion, and other contemporary family member were also falconers.
For political reasons, the British government banished Mr. Osmans immediate ancestors from Afghanistan and resettled
them in India. He grew up on the family estate near Dehra Dun, and he began his falconry training under the tutelage of his
father in the Doon Valley in the fading years of the British-supported raj, when falconry was still practiced in grand style by
the maharajahs (Great King and Prince) and rajahs (King) of the Indian princely states. Unlike most of his contemporaries,
Mr. Osman continued hawking after the demise of the raj and the emergence of India and Pakistan as independent nations,
hunting in isolation with his father and a few relatives. In one passage he comments, What was once deemed a sport of
the highest order is today frowned upon.” But he has endured for seventy years, and in that time he learned a great many
interesting things about birds of prey.
His chapters on hunting with hawk-eagles—the Bonelli’s eagle, changeable hawk-eagle, and mountain hawk-eagle—are
particularly informative. There are also interesting treatments of the golden eagle, various falcons, particularly the saker,
laggar, peregrines, and red-headed merlin, goshawks and shikras, and even the great grey shrike , for which he developed
a unique method of tethering. He makes reference several times to the hawking eagles as quarry with sakers. This is
evidently an old Afghan specialty which employs the use of buzzards and tawny eagles during the training process.
Like all true falconers, Mr. Osman became a keen naturalist. Interwoven throughout his accounts of raptors and hawking are
vignettes about the natural history of the Doon valley and other areas, from which one gains insight into his deep sense of loss as
nature gave way to cultivation and settlement with the ever-growing Indian population. His reflections contain a certain sadness and
resignation, but they are also expression of poetry and reverence for life. He is James Fennimore Cooper’s Mohican—the last of his
tribe – but falconers and outdoorsmen everywhere are fortunate to have his memoirs of hawking during a very special time and in a
special place few of us have been to or know much about.