Art & Literature

 Soudha Sultana

Fake Freedom

Fake Freedom

Under these Bullets and bombs Missiles and drones Our skin tone is not Still humanised enough To touch the merit of Human Rights… Because we don’t own Manacles of your So called “Revolutions” That are still caging our words In the prison of your “Fake freedom” Keep terrorizing Keep killing Keep droning our acreage Till […]

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‘Shikwah’ (A complaint of a victim of oppression)

‘Shikwah’ (A complaint of a victim of oppression)

Kamran Bashir  This complaint is of perpetual grief Leafing from the exceptional memory the immortal misery, And the four roomed heart. The exit from a muscular home Of thy creation To the ongoing oppression, We are inclosed by Draconian nights. After leaving the ungodly night Our dawn worshipped thy might. As the day excited in […]

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Why I went to woods?

Why I went to woods?

Khaksar Naqeeb Adnan This world is the abode of many dreams for people living out here, specially its young generation. They cherish themselves of becoming engineers, doctors, politicians etc. in their future years, but I’m lost myself to a different thought world. I was born in 1992 in the conflict torn Kashmir, where the history […]

 Lubna Binti Nayeem

The man with paragon in virtue (Afzal Guru)

The man with paragon in virtue (Afzal Guru)

Once I was sad nobody to comfort me Deep inside with no peace of mind Chilled a while later, erstwhile siezed me He was Afzal, The Epitome of Sopore The brighten star where brilliance dwells Never I omit his grace at miles and piece What ever He did in simple acts Changed our sight forever […]

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Kashmir Now

Kashmir Now

Abrar Munawar Wani  Don’t tell me you aren’t oppressed Over lacs of killings, one left blessed Nou Bahar was slapped, as if possessed Triggers of guns though, keep us stressed Kiths and kins were handedover, the dead Killings, blood loss, struck my head Let’s check if still alive on hospital bed Left hopeless, we allowed […]

 Zahid Mantoo

Shrieks heard on distant alps

Shrieks heard on distant alps

On a cold morn of 27 January, 1994. “Sheikh” opened his tea stall. The serene aura far and wide… On spur of the moment, single shot rattled calm ambiance ripened into an open-air morgue. … Frightened birds run off and scatter. Rifles emptied on innocent populace. Dead and wounded piled in heaps. 27 killed and […]

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Junk Food… A short story

Junk Food… A short story

Waseem Makai  “They stitch the packets very tight, don’t they…? I mean do they sell gold or something?”  Kabir complained while opening the packet of tomato chips. “Well I think you should carry a scissor in your pocket….Hunh…. Give that to me”. I opened it for him and took a slice from it for my […]

 Zahid Mantoo

Shrieks of Handwara bloodbath

Shrieks of Handwara bloodbath

Remembering the buried faces of “Bridge of no return”. The people wailing at Handwara chowk.(25 Jan, 1990) When 21 killed and 100’s wounded in hail of bullets like culling chicken. Bodies were piling on streets and blood flowing like stream. “Mohammad Maqbool” a part of pile hot blood trickling on my face, came alive by […]

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The disgrace to our Lal Ded

The disgrace to our Lal Ded

Zakir Malik  The intense wave of frigorific air Glacial icicles witness inhuman wintry! As the hope hapless mother held in the heartless, resulted in strangling of her faith in doctorhood! From the unequipped and dilapidated institute to the multi-speciality one. with the intention to avail care, a Gujjar mother and a human set the journey. […]

 Zahid Mantoo

Bridge of hope crippled

Bridge of hope crippled

Chilly gusts of hot wind, roaming in search of blood. The bridge of hope crippled On the bridge of no return. And the echoed mountain rocks slide by wailing sounds. After bloodshed, hundreds laid down blood oozing wreathing in pain. Lift them to drink a single drop. Some jumped and drowned into “Chuntkul”. Thumping sound […]

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