Memory
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4.6KThat long summer night when Burhan Wani died
I can hear gun-barrel thuds. Everyone around me is in shock. Ours is the house packed with mourners. My grandmother has passed...
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When a grenade exploded in front of me and I lived!
Srinagar: Recalling the fateful day of March 2004, when I escaped death by a miracle, makes me feel both supremely favoured and...
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Memory: The elders would often protect us with their bodies
That fateful evening of the early 90’s is still as fresh a memory in my mind, that recalling it, sends shivers down...
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Gassed locality: Field notes of a Kashmiri photojournalist
A Kashmiri photojournalist regularly hitting the streets to capture their confrontational side often returns home with more than dissent frames. “I will...
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An Unwanted Rendezvous with ‘Pseudo Mujahids’
The spring of 2002 was approaching but the temperature was still low. All of us slipped under our cozy covers to sleep....
