I wanted to write something today. It came out sad. So i just backspaced it all. Maybe next time.
The man, and his peacenik myth.
1) Deputy minister in the GM Sadiq’s regime, who laid the final nail in the coffin of Kashmir’s autonomy.
2) Engineered a failed plot to topple the Sadiq government with Syed Mir Qasim.
3) Hatched another plot to depose the waned Sheikh Abdullah in 1977, and stake a claim to become the Chief Minister. But Sheikh played his ace card, by dissolving the assembly and throwing water at Mufti’s dream. And then lost his first ‘election’ to assembly from his hometown of Bijbehara
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Her name i felt on fingertips
across oceans and seas
Faiz came on her lips
“aur kya dekhne ko baaqi
aapse dil lagake dekh liye”
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“Everyday when i would wake up, i would wear the ‘good boy’ mask on my face. You know that’s how it worked for me all my life. Hearing good things about me from everyone at home and outside would be something that i loved. Certain narcissism built where i though everything is about me. On the social media, there was a similar portrayal. I wasn’t taking because i thought this was my real self. But beneath all of it, this mask was devouring every my being
As i drove towards the Jamia Masjid, the guards at the checkpoint in Hawal wouldn’t let people pass. It’s futile to talk sense into the concertina wire tenants. Somethings don’t change, as much as we try. I parked my car nearby.
With my torn shoes, I paced my walk as it was getting late to reach the grand mosque. The cold winter breeze, the smell of a jackboots and the sound of children playing with plastic ball cricket. Continue reading “The dark side”