Tuesday, October 15, 2019

“Anna, Khaana Kha Lo!”

“Anna, Khaana kha lo anna” Here I am, at an Official Anna Hazare campaign. Not really a supporter, im not even sure what this “anna”...

Ikram Ullah: Why I Write?

I was born when Kashmir’s struggle took a new direction, when the conscience of people of Kashmir told them that "enough is enough". Enough...

Letter from Cambodia

When I decided for myself that "Live your dreams" would be the motto for my life I had no idea where my journey would...

Ather Zia: Why I write?

I think I write simply to be; as an affirmation of my witness. Period.   Ather Zia is a journalist turned anthropologist. She is currently finishing...

My Winters in Kashmir

It has started snowing in the beautiful valleys of Kashmir.  In Srinagar, the capital, people must have been joyous of the breaking of cold....

RAP

By Mehraj Dar I’ve a right I’ve a choice I’ve a reason I’ve a voice I cried & screamed They deaf & blind I’m Kashmir My soil is drenched Colour is red I was...

The Unexpected Day Of My Life

                 By Saima Bhat Memories are sacred. How fortunate are those who have a sharp memory. The day was 14 July 1992. I was seven...

Helots of Kashmir

By Ibreez Ajaz rritating! Disgusting! Cheap! Whenever my friends and I come across a situation that fits these words, the three of us sequentially pronounce...

Construction of my reality

By Aaqib Javeed n philosophy, reality is the state of things as they actually exist, rather than as they may appear or might be imagined....

From Kashmir to Manhattan

Our teacher was very angry that day. “Mye ha basaan, yemis chhu zehryah garyi gaes cylinder moklyomut (I think her household has run out...
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