Kashmir: The Voice of an Another Disputed Land

With the decades of pain and suffering I've become insensitive to those! With so much blood spill I no longer can differentiate between water and blood. With so many cries and fear in people all the day long I can no longer tell you when its day and when night. Everytime I saw it and thought its a shooting star, and then it came down and I was inflicted more! With so much hatred among people I've long forgotten the fragrance of a quintessential love and harmony.Why in the name of god is so much hatred? He was never there and he'll never be! I'm trapped between the people who hate each other more than they love themselves, and for the very own reason defying their existance, contrarily! I am a paradise in demise as you may surmise they ...all tryin to have a slice with the price of a million cries, again I revise there is no other paradise! I am something you've always been fighting for! I reminisce of the fine days they were, I envisage of a future when every man here would breathe the same air, see the same sun and every new born will hear only the echoes of laughter, not the silence of death! For me there is no other paradise than having a flight of freedom in the air of joviality, under the sky of love & harmony! I am craving for my redemption...