How to write Kashmir

Over the many decades, many non-Kashmiris who have zero Kashmiri experience, have written songs, novels, articles and even books. Most of this literature and art, turns out to be culturally appropriating Kashmiris, and their culture of resistance.

After careful research, and consistent trolling, here are few things you must consider before writing about Kashmir or its people. Continue reading “How to write Kashmir”

The Great Gama and the Migration

Verinag, is a small town in Islamabad, South of Kashmir. Apart from being a tourist spot, itโ€™s also the major source of the River Jhelum. Springs or nags as Kashmiris call it, are also sites of springs for the Hindu community in Kashmir.

On the way to Verinag, lies the small village of Kapron close to the restive district of Kulgam. With the valleys, a forest lining up on its way, Kapron was a busy village in the late 20th century.

Kapron had iron ore that were mined by Kashmiris to make agricultural implements. In Kashmiri, an ironsmith is called a โ€˜Kharโ€™. One of the families that were in the business of iron, Khars or Bhats of Kapron lost their family business. The Hindu supremacist Dogra regime had suffocated Kashmiri industries with exorbitant taxation especially on Kashmiri Muslims. Continue reading “The Great Gama and the Migration”

Trump and the Apocalyptic Kashmiri

What does an Apocalyptic Kashmiri think of Trump and the Tughlaqesque Modi.

Last night when India’s Prime Minister Modi rendered 500 & 1000 rupee notes useless. Apparently this is being done to check black money influx in the Indian Economy. A very Tughlaqesqueย initiative.

In Kashmir, like every other big event. People see it as the end. With people making frantic calls about this ‘atomic bomb’ being unleashed, the consequences unforeseen. Everyone has turned into an economist.ย  Continue reading “Trump and the Apocalyptic Kashmiri”

Digital India’s Genocide Poem

Earlier today, a poem was posted by the official government of India’s Twitter Handle which calls for genocide of Kashmiris.

 

 

Here’s a translation:

Digital India called it ‘Heights of Patriotism’

Darwaazey pe kundi maaro Koyee Naa bach ke jaaney paaye army ko samjha do firing ghalti se Bhi rukh Na paaye

Lock the doors, nobody should come out alive, army should be made to understand, that don’t stop firing even out of mistake

Daba daba Jo feel Karey woh jaake bomb goli gatak le …Aur jis ko nahi rehna yaha woh Pakistan jaake bhains charaye..

Keep pumping the ammo, so that they can digest bombs and bullets, and those who don’t want to stay, can go to Pakistan to feed cows

bas aaj ki baat hai kal se to nayee shuruwaat hai. jee bhar ke thok lo bhaaiyo naa ghar waaley inke baap hai.

It’s just today, tomorrow is a new beginning, shoot them wholeheartedly, you’re the father (of Kashmiris)

yaha par apna raaj hai dar ne ki kya baat hai ye to bas shuruwaat yeh to bas shuruwaat hai….

It is our reign here, so don’t fear… this is just the beginning, just the beginning

arey abhi to goli shuru huwee hai… arey abhi to goli shuru huwee hai… baad mein naa kehna kuch bhi pehle hi de do warning vande maataram kehna hoga every in the morning.

The bullets have just started… the bullets have just started… don’t say this later, to give us warning, you will have to say vande mataram every morning

suuchna janhith mein jaari jis ko apni jaan pyaari chup chaap vo chauk pe aaye . chauk pe aake jan gan man gaaye nakhre vakhre yaha naa dikhaye

The announcement has been made in public interest, those who love their lives, should come to the square and sing the Jana Gana Mana (Indian anthem), don’t throw your tantrums here

 

The tweet was later deleted. But screenshots have been taken, as of now no apologies have been issued.

Thanks to @Syedakhanz for the translation.

My fingers run across a map and they bleed

My fingers ran through the edges of these lines
Mapping my memory of spilled blood
Baghdad, Damascus, Anfal
We rise against darkness only to fall
Karachi, Homs, Srinagar
A world held hostage by a trigger
Continue reading “My fingers run across a map and they bleed”