A story of a brave woman who let her “breast” cut to protect the life of
Netaji Subhash Chandra Bose!
Neera Arya was born on March 5 1902 in Khekra Nagar, Uttar Pradesh in a
distinguished & eminent businessman Seth Chhajumal’s family. Since her
She was a true nationalist & always had a vision of becoming a part of the
freedom fighter movement. She was also reportedly accused as an
undercover by the British Govt.
That was the time when her father’s business was flourishing in Calcutta,
though his business was..
spread across the country but Calcutta was the center of his business and
that was one of the reasons why her education was done in Calcutta. During
that period of time, she had learned quite a few languages along with
Bengali, Hindi, English.
Her father got her married to a CID Inspector “Shrikant Jairanjan Das” in
British India but they were two different individuals, Neera Arya was a true
nationalist but her husband was a true British servant. She was highly
motivated & she had an urge of getting us freedom..
so she ended up joining the Jhansi Regiment in Azad Hind Fauz after the
marriage. It was the regiment that the British always accused them of spying
on British Govt.
It was the time when Neera’s husband Jairanjan Das was given the
responsibility to spy on Netaji Subhash..
Chandra Bose, the founder of Azad Hind Fauz & to assassinate him. On the
other hand, Neera had promised to save the life of NSCB. There was a time
when Jairanjan Das had open fired on #NSCB but fortunately, he escaped
death & the bullet hit his driver. When Neera got to..
know about it she had stabbed her husband to death to save the life of
But when NSCB got to know about this, he named her “Naagin” 4 killing her
husband. However, after her surrender of the Azad Hind Fauj, when the trial
took place in the Red Fort, all the prisoners..
were released, except that Neera was sentenced to “Kalapani” for the murder
of her husband, where she was tortured every day.
Neera had written her autobiography and she had shared some of her
despairing life stories to an Urdu writer “Farhana Taj” who had written the..
heartwarming stories of Neera in her novel. One of the
heartwarming parts of that Atma Katha was:
When I was going under trial & when I was sent to
Kalapani, during that time I was brought to Andaman
from Calcutta Jail wherein we had small cells & there
were many other..
women as well who were serving their punishment & those women got
there for opposing political decisions. I had a worry in my mind that how
would I get freedom while living on an unknown island in this deep sea, so I
never paid attention to a blanket so I just slept on..
the ground despite how cold it was. It was around 12 O’clock a guard came
with two blankets & threw them on me & left without even speaking. It
broke my sleep when the blankets fell upon me & I felt bad about it, but at
the same time I had a satisfaction of getting the..
blankets but still, my worry was how to get rid of those chains that were tied
around my hands & legs and I was having a feeling of parting away from my
The next day when Blacksmith came in & when he started cutting off the
chain from my hand he took off a..
little skin of my hand & I ignored but when he started cutting off the
shackles from my legs with the help of a hammer he hit my bones 2-3 times
instead of the shackles. It was so painful that I grieved & said; “are you blind
that you’re hitting my legs”? then he replied,
I can even hit on your heart as well, what can you do about it?
I knew that I was a slave & I can’t do anything but still I was so angry that I
spitted on him & said: “learn to respect women”. At that time there was a
Jailer as well who was watching all of these and he..
said we can let u go if you tell us where’s NSCB? So, I replied, he died in a
plane crash & d entire world knows about it.
The Jailer replied, u’re lying & he’s still alive
So I replied yes, he’s alive
Then Jailer asked where’s he then?
I replied, in my mind & in my heart!
The jailer got furious and said, “Then we will remove Netaji from your heart”.
The jailer touched me inappropriately & tore my cloth apart in my chest area
and indicated the blacksmith. The blacksmith immediately took a breast
ripper & started pressing my right breast to..
cut it off. Though there was no edge in it but it had crossed all the limits of
pain & in the meanwhile, the jailer holds my neck & said if I ever argue with
anyone then he will take off both my balloons out of my chest.
The jailer also hit me with a tweezer that was..
lying there & said be thankful to our Queen Victoria
that this breast ripper was not heated or else your
breast would’ve been chopped off your chest.
There were many such brave stories of our “Veer Yodhas”
who contributed to this country in giving us freedom
unfortunately, they never got recognition in our textbooks instead,
murderers & rapists like Mughals are glorified & made prominent all across
Such warriors never got the respect which they really deserved, Neera Arya
spent her last days of her life selling..
flowers and she lived in a small cottage in Falaknuma, Hyderabad. But not
only that her cottage was also demolished by the Govt as it was constructed
on a Govt land
She left the world on 26 July 1998 but unfortunately, she still never got any
recognition and/or the honor she really deserved to have.
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