I am cut from the world
The air reeks smells
of prison cell
surrounded by invisible
a leash around my neck
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It was a midsummer’s morning, I vividly recall. I reached school. I went to the sports room and took out the marching drums for the morning assembly. After the assembly was over, i was beating on the drums. It was the time for students to go to their classes. In the midst of the dust that kept flying in the air at the footsteps of the students. I saw Mr. J’s face and my face turned blue. The drumstick started slipping from my sweaty hands, my knees started shaking and panic set in my heart. Continue reading
The collection of folk-stories of Kashmir is believed to have been a favourite past-time for Britishers who came to Kashmir on holidays or part of the administration. Among them Reverend James Hinton Knowles a Christian missionary published this folk-tales translation in 1888.
Here’s a free version of Reverend J. Hinton Knowles’ book called the Folktales of Kashmir. You can download it here.
Around six hundred years back, history says, that the great Kashmiri saint Hazrat Makhdoom visited this place along with his close disciple Baba Dawood Khaki. On reaching Bandipore, then called Bethpoer he said “I find smell of the presence of some prophet nearby”. Then he climbed to this village, reached near this nallah and told Khaki, yes it has to be somewhere here. Then a great local saint Khalifa Noroz came and told Makhdoom about the presence of Moses’ grave.
Dear Indian soldier,
You have been posted to Srinagar as the symbol of our strength to maintain the occupation in Kashmir. You’ll be directed to the world’s largest military cantonment Badami Bagh. Here you’ll be instructed about your new licence i.e AFSPA that allows you to kill at will for sport or when you get scared. Continue reading