i am confined to my place; my mind is cufewed and my imagination is beseiged... The turmoil in the State is taking its toll on my mind and soul.. I don't whether I am fed up or I can still go on with a hope for that dawn when this all will end... I can't understand whether it will end drowning us or if it will end giving us new beginning....

My Motherland under siege!

'Don't tell my father I have died', he says;

and i follow him through blood on the road

and hundreds of pairs of shoes the mourners

left behind, as they ran from the funeral,

victims of firing. From the windows we hear

grieving mothers, and snow begins to fall

on us, like ash. Black on edges of flames

it cannot extinguish the neighborhoods,

the homes set ablaze by midnight soldiers,

Kashmir is burning:'

[ Agha Shahid Ali]

Kashmir is boiling, burning and bleeding. More violence, more bloodshed and now more army in the city which will result in more killings. Kashmir has turned into a garrison, a barrack of Indian forces who are ironically, maintaining maximum restrain by killing innocent Kashmiris. Yes, I will use the word 'innocent' for a 17 yr old Tufail Ah. Matoo, 24 yr old Rafique Bangroo, 20 yr old Firdous Ah. Kakroo, 23 yr old Bilal Ah. Wani, 9 yr old Tufail Ah. Rather, 21 yr old Tajamul Bashir, 25 yr old Fancy and may more. The war has begun and its between stones and bullets and the bullets not even sparing an innocent woman who's peeping from her window, not even the part of the protests outside her house.. I wonder what has the useless CM got 2 say about this atrocious killing??

The irony is that people outside our state are blaming us for creating hell here. But the blame is not fully theirs but that of the Indian media which has taken the pledge of not showing the complete truth about Kashmir. They are distorting facts about the situation and this adding fuel to the fire. I did like to ask all those people out there who are pointing their fingers at us, blaming us for this violence- what would you do if any of these names would have been your son's, your brother's or even your friend's or any close relative? Would you sit back at your bloody cozy homes, watch mutely and blame them for their deaths?? Would your souls not burn with anger and revenge? How can you justify the battle between stones and bullets? Thye Indian media is showing just one army personnel who's attacked by protestors whose hearts are burning, weeping with the deaths of young boys but the same media hasn't shown the killings of innocent youths by CRPF troopers at a point blank range. Why aren't they showing those innocent youths who have been illegally disappeared and only Allah knows their tragic fate!

Kashmir is simmering under rage and nothing is being done to lessen this anger and hatred. The CM hasn't done anything, he has failed his people miserably! There are some elements who are labeling us 'fools' being instigated by the Hurriyat and political parties like PDP but they can't understand that we have our own minds, have our reasons and can make our own decisions and we have made our decision- Complete AZADI!! We cannot be swayed by anyone, ruled by anyone and to show this, we are registering our protests and ironically the world's largest democracy is refusing to acknowledge this and is curbing us with bullets and barring any medium of expression.

But nothing can kill our spirit, our passion for Azadi and more the force they put up, more resistance we are going to show up. The burning desire for Azadi can never be extinguished. The hope will linger on and this unfaltering flame of hope can never waver, no matter what tactics India and its govt. apply!

Hum Kya Chatey- Azadi

Cheen ke lenge- Azadi

My Kashmir: Our Heaven turning into their Hell

My Kashmir: Our Heaven turning into their Hell: "Kashmir-paradise on earth; this phrase has become synonymous with Kashmir. A beautiful place with its scenic view, surrounded by lustrous, s..."

Our Heaven turning into their Hell

Kashmir-paradise on earth; this phrase has become synonymous with Kashmir. A beautiful place with its scenic view, surrounded by lustrous, snow-capped mountains, deep gorges, sweet springs, tall chinars & the famous lakes. But this beautiful land with all its elegant beauty has been spoiled, stained, destroyed by the tumoil that has taken its toll on our land. Paradise has turned into Hell with the devils taking its control- Kashmir has been turned into ugly garrison & Kashmiris have been rendered homeless depriving them the freshness, the joy, the freedom, the bliss of their Eden... Kashmiris once known for their hospitality & cheerfulness have transformed into frowning, hostile, suspicious people doubting their own generosity & friendliness. On every face lies a sad tale of death, destruction & abandonment.
Kashmiris have been deprived of their right of living securely & fearlessly in their own land. Fear looms in every heart & despair in every thought. Every nook & corner of this beautiful land has been occupied by barracks of security forces giving our motherland a hideous look of insecurity & threat. Every dawn brings with itself the news of some innocent's killings... People are ruthlessly beaten up, shot at a point blank range, brutally killed & some are taken in custodies then disappeared into some 'black hole'. Every day has a tragic story to tell..
We need a solution.. We need AZADI from India, NC, PDP & other political parties.. We want a 'say' in the solution of our bleeding & burning motherland!