17th March, 08

Throught my time in Kashmir, (and I know moods is going to kill me for this) I was secretly hoping to pass off as a Kashmiri. I succeeded as well, though that eventually led to a lot of trouble with the police and army and what not…but I must say that Kashmiris are the most beautiful people I have come across. The kind you see and go “Subhaan Allah!”. Not just that, I never expected the kind of Khatirdari that we got wherever we went. Kashmir is one place where you don’t have to worry about getting into a fix; you will always have people who will make all ends meet to fish you out. All the hue and cry about sensitivity and trouble is bullshit. I have never met a simpler, purer kind. It’s a mystery how such a kind can take to terrorism. And though I understand the army’s and the government’s responsibility when it comes to terrorism, I must confess my anger at the hole they have dug for themselves. They should have taken Kashmir when they could and ended the matter; and maybe then Kashmir would not have gone through the rape and savagery of the past few years. Just maybe more of us would have known the “Jannat” that Kashmir is.