Those Curfewed Days

IT is the talk of 2008 when revolution broke out in Kashmir. The people came on streets to fight against the oppression of armed forces. We stayed indoors for two months, experienced curfewed days and nights. 

The people of Kashmir were enmeshed with hard times. They spent day in ditch, night in pigsty. For scribes, they suffered from starved imagination. The attitude of the rulers towards ruled was wintry and cold. I was thrown into greatest alarm to learn that people were maimed, cruciated, tortured and distorted by the bullets and bolts. Their was a air of jaded sullenness across the valley.. The only noise that could be heard was the metallic laugh of the armed forces who had been given “special powers” to protect us. The efforts of youth were not crowned with success. 

I find it hard to ornate my article with the words  that could explain the sufferings faced by the people at that time.  The parched summer passed with grief and agony.  The loathsome attitude of the government added fuel to fire.

Education suffered a huge set-back. During that period  I had a chance to have a personal encounter with a lady- a lady par excellence. She had lost her father and brother long time ago. She was encumbered with

so many troubles, but her enthusiasm and optimism towards life impressed me. Even in abnormal conditions she  was calm, cool and composed. Had I been in her place, I would have been malevolent, but she was antagonistic to me. Sufferings and miseries did not belittle her. She talked to me about her strengths which served as an intellectual food to me. Finally she summed up the conversation by saying that ” behoof from the present situation instead of complaining”. Her words are reverberating in my ears till now. 

Did I benefit anything from that crisis? Yes! I grew up to be stronger and took a pledge to do something for my motherland. Woe to braggarts and exploiters! who defame our valley. I have not planned any vengeance nor do I intend to, but I try to put forward the atrocities done on the people of this trouble torn land. I have obeisance for the freedom fighters who sacrifice their lives for us. I have a faith that their sacrifices would not go vain. LONG LIVE KASHMIR!

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