he was blind. Moreover, he played without the benefit of Braille cards. A friend would sit behind him, whispering to him just once what his cards were as he picked them up.
Similarly, if Om became  the dummy's card as well. Om would call his cards whenever it
was his turn to play either on defense or as declarer. He rarely made a mistake, and would do this hand after hand, playing not only well but at normal speed.
The first time I saw him I was impressed and asked him to play in a tournament with me. He agreed, and we played a few days later in a pair event. We were doing well enough and Om
was in the middle of playing a hand, when the electricity failed, a not uncommon occurrence in India. The play around him stopped, but Om, oblivious to what was happening, continued
calling a card from the dummy. "You'll have to wait, the lights have gone out," I informed
him. Before I realized the significance of my own remark, Om answered, "I am sorry, I forgot that you can't play bridge with the lights out." Just an innocent statement, but a lesson at the
same time, equally valuable in life and bridge. Try to understand a situation from the other person's point of view. Things often look very different from the other side." the declarer, his friend would name.
Izinkan saya mengutip Zia Mahmood di Om Parkash Chaudry di
Bridge My Way :
'Saat bermain di Calcutta saya bertemu dengan pemain bridge yang tak terlupakan,
