By RK Rishikesh Sinha, New Delhi image: eenar 6 I am neither a Kashmiri nor a tourist who is writing a travelogue on Kashmir. But my past relation with this land has prompted me to pen down my thoughts. The story goes back to those days when I was a teenager. I have spent good years of my schooldays in Kashmir from 1991 to 1996-97 which are my cherished memories even today. Living in a Kasmiri’s house and among few Kashmiri friends who didn’t flee after ‘terrorism’ started in the valley, developed my affinity for them. (For many Kashmiris, the word ‘terrorism’ might not go down their throat. For them, it is a ‘freedom movement’.) It’s been more than a decade my family left Kashmir. I wonder why there is a sudden urge in me to put down my thought on Kashmir, and that is after a decade. Understanding that writing on Kashmir will be one more addition on the machinery that is involved into the whole issue of Kashmir problem. I think Kashmir has not been portrayed from a teenager...
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