Burried in the silence …

If I die in a war zone , 

Box me up and send me home. 

Put your hands on my chest 

Tell our kids , I did my best 

Tell my mother not to cry 

Although was too young to die

They left too soon, without a sign,

No last goodbye, no steady line.

A sudden hush, a world gone still,

Hearts broken wide against their will.

Yet  we are not the headlines.

We are not the fear.

We are not the ones behind what happened in Pahalgam,

When no one was near.

We condemn it, with all we are —

It cuts too deep, it goes too far. You want to know what Kashmir means?

Come see the truth behind the scenes.

Walk with us, not past our pain,

Feel the warmth that still remains.

We are the greetings at sunrise light,

The chai that makes a cold day right.

We are the hands that serve with grace,

The quiet strength time can't erase.

When the world looks on and misdefines,

Painting us in borrowed lines —

We stand and speak, we don’t forget,

This land has love in every breath.

So no — we are not what happened that day,

Not the fear that made hearts sway.

We are the peace that still believes,

In morning calm and falling leaves …

Harmony and peace will surely prevail ,

Yet we want this lovely lie, Though heartbreak may come ,but wahab will always try … 

#ThisIsKashmir #NotInOurName #KashmirForPeace #WarmHeartsNotColdActs

Kashmir the untold story !!!

It’s rightly said that stand up for what is right even if u have to stand alone.For the first time in history BJP , the reclusive and unrelenting leader of the State, appeared in parliament , addressing a range of topics for the betterment of Kashmiris “LoL”. Why did BJP and Amit shah suddenly feel the need to disburse 38000 troops and speak about betterment of a state after cutting their own limbs ? If everything was fine and people were rejoicing. Why were other fellow Indians sent out of the state in emergency ? The way Kashmiris are enjoying and rejoicing, the fellow Indians would have been doing same. The truth is that , it was that one awkward moment when you know the truth and you continue to lie . The answer concerns how some recent events intersect with the long-term needs of his organization.In terms of timing, the appearance could be intended to coincide with the upcoming Eid , a period earlier this year which typically had seen a spike of attacks by the terrorits  and its followers across the border. From a tactical perspective, this message could be a means of rallying supporters and edging  communalism toward action, encouraging them to carry out attacks, more mob lynching , particularly lone-wolf terrorists who may have been contemplating an attack on the developments name . Modi has remained off the grid for so long that his sudden decision of implementing monarchy and eradication has been playing with the Indian constitution like a fire ball , would  very likely serve both as a morale boost for people who have hatred among Muslims and Kashmiris serve as a catalyst for individuals or small groups to act. On a more fundamental level, he could simply be attempting to prove to his followers that he is powerful dictator alive. Was it a time to celebrate Eid with happiness or witness their own blood ? Guess Mr Modi is seriously inspired by Hitlers quotes stating “Humanitarianism is the expression of stupidity and cowardice.If you tell a big enough lie and tell it frequently enough, it will be believed”Incredible India ? Secular India ? Democratic India ?  Like seriously ? Where voices have been muted , where people can’t walk out of their homes. Where hearts and emotions of the people have been mutilated. The nationalist not only does not disapprove of atrocities committed by his own side, but he has a remarkable capacity for not even hearing about them. Which world are we living in ??? The difference between a democracy and a dictatorship is that in a democracy you vote first and take orders later, in a dictatorship you don't have to waste your time voting.Dictatorship naturally arises out of democracy, and the most aggravated form of tyranny and slavery out of the most extreme liberty. Literacy and education are one of the greatest gifts a person could receive. But today looking at such leader I believe it’s worse then Syria . Which part of India has been muted the way Kashmiris are now ? Would this bring out love for India ? You may take the possesion of land by law , but you don’t rule hearts with law , you rule them with love. When you need to suppress the people and mute their voices to bring thousands of forces to cage them up. The law itself has failed. It’s not just a piece of land , it’s a feeling , people call it heaven , we call it home ...

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Beautiful Dream !

It's been just two days and I started to demand,
Yet not sure about myself but senses were sent to remand.
My mid night, went in roar,
Calm and quite, yet not bore.
Your brains are sharp,
Thinking so far.
I was left with churn on a farmers car.
While leaned against the bed,
Shadows seemed to tease.

You went for food , down the street,
My eyes were waiting for that name to repeat.
It's strange connection that I can't explain,
You ransack my thoughts mountains end up in plain.
Your talks warm my heart and brightens my day,
I ll bask in it always , if I have ur way.
When the oceans would run over sands,
When the river floods the land,
I would wait for that one hand.
My heart was frozen and not at ease.
The feeling that you aren't alone suddenly started to tease.
My heart no longer never knew,
Something unable to sew.
I dropped what I had held once dear,
But my soul became lighter,
Instead of filled with fear.

You don’t have to cling to the people,
Who no longer make you smile,
Or do something you have come to hate,
If it isn’t worth your while.
Now I am calm and my patience wears a thin,
I have never felt the way before , far away from the sin.
I had wished for you to come my way,
Hold my hand even if I go astray.
I barge into your dream and sleep right in,
That cuddly face begging to sleep within.
I am a dandelion in this breeze,
Darling look what the winds of change have done
to all these autumn leaves.
They said that’s how you know you are strong.
But not until I wilted,
Did I notice something wrong.

Every day with you gives me a thrill,
All my dreams you richly fulfill.
I am a fool of your charms,
Darling you belong to my arms.
The world shares your tears,
Some for two nights or for one,
And few for all their years but I want none.
I wish I were a person who is never to blame,
I wish life was full of happiness never to hinder in shame.
I wish you saw what I can see,
I wana cling to you like a buzzing bee.
Bathed in the dew of sacred morn,
In the era when our love was born.
Finally I wished few promises to keep,
Miles before WAHAB goes off to sleep ....

You n me !!

How do I explain how much I love you!

You meant everything to me and no matter what happened I always adored you!!
Its hard to fathom that you can never be with me!
I could wait all life long for you to think and see!
But to see your heart and mind somewhere else takes me by a storm!
For me you were my priority n could do anything to keep you happy but  only if you really wanted me to be!
To think that of the first and the only person I loved I  wouldn't be able to catch a glimpse gives me sleepless nights!
And to ever think of anybody else gives me fright!
And then I wonder when dis wasn't meant to be why did all this happen!
Was it a punishment so that with tears my eyes get dampened!
All this time day in and day out you were the only thing about which I kept thinking!
What will I do how will I move ahead  my mind gets no answer And my stupid heart isn't ready to sink this fact in!
To not have you around for me is no pleasure!
Bt had to give up for I knew that not me but something else is wt you treasure!
Don't think I hurt you because I am the one to suffer!
Trust me when I say that my life is filled with dismay and I  am blank and heartbroken n not a bluffer!
I am extremely sorry to expect or complain to you now I have realized that I was at fault!
I would be stupid to blame because you were not for it from the start!
But unfortunately my mind bought tickets to the end of rainbow!
No matter what I do my feelings are not willing to go!
Your importance for me will never change , for me you were before u will always be.
Trust me through thick and thin if you really need help you just have to stretch your hand and you will find me
I really don't know what is in your mind bt what keeps you happy is with you n thats what I could understand!
Then what else could I have done though it wasn't easy to let go bt  that is all that came to my mind!
Don't think that I left coz I didn't care!
Had I not felt guilty why would I leave when I knew that I have nobody with whom I can share!
It feels bad when you keep saying that I did wrong to you ,
Because if you think I am selfish it isn't true !
I am myself in agony and an unending dispair but had it not been for a reason why would I leave!
I might be wrong but the intention has always been to keep you happy n please understand my stance n forgive me to you I plead !!!

My past ...

In the memories we have created,
There is magic in the past
For better or worse
I never thought it would last.
Sooner or far felt like a lonely flower
Within minutes but strange after an hour
I felt a light in your words and felt was talkin to star.
After talking to you my past wasn't depressed
This feelin was different from the rest.
I was disillusioned as why to say good bye ,
There seemed feeling of sorrow,
Becoz wasn't there to see u tomorrow.
I cannot understand what celestial being is in command.
You look beautiful, 

My senses were sent to remand !

I am in my room thinking I have this feeling for a while now ,
I can't put my finger on u but yet it feels wow.
I dunno you
But yet something is there ,
Hardly I know , but why I felt u near .
My thoughts were loud ,
My past became bright
With ur words around , let off my fright
You were steady , you were right
Still dunno where I was suppose to hide .
You can count on me to be there for you
Know it's strange but yet it's TRUE.
When we were young ,
We could not drive
But just talking to you made me so alive .
I prayed to God that if I ran all the way ,
That God would make u my friend SOMEDAY  ....

My Friend ...My enemy ...

A friend is like no other friend,
doesnt change like the trend.
he who knows whats up there,
will lift u from the chair of fear...
everyone who u know ll go away in the end,
his loyalty would nvr bend.
the empire would b clean and cool,
like a prayer song sung in school ..

u seem to have changed with the time,
that feeling called love is divided with the line.

you are here ,
you are there.
honestly you are no where.
u will let me down,
i ll smile like a clown...
You walk into a room,
and I know you have arrived.
my heart skips a beat when
you walk up to my side...
um broken , nt chosen,
still nt frozen...
love runs deeper than my bones,
you always pelted me with stones.
Vexation of my feelings is a waste of time,
um your friend ..my feelings r divine ,
i ll stand nxt to u nd ll always shine.
The divine love of the heart
can only be felt...
its nt like ua promise which will melt ...

its not a hospital ,

not a school.
atleast try to think ,
other than acting like a fool.
war is on ,
you ll be gone.
bruises ll burn ,
i promise i ll make ua churn.
dark shadows will cast ,
you ll be frightened with your past.
devils would be ringin all over your head,
you will kill yourself with a line of thread.
i will fight alone,
and will conquer.
will make u feel the dust,
and you ll fall on the ground and ll rust .
Innocent Bystander ll glance at me
Only half aware you would be refusing to see ...
However much I may bleed i m never gonna stop ....

Enough Is Enough

India may be changing its economic activity but the forces of this emerging super power have not changed their attitude towards women. The country that does not respect its women is doomed.

We spend millions of our tax rupees to enforce law and order in Kashmir. But, unfortunately the main stream media does not cover issues that highlight the pain and sufferings of the common people. The only thing it re-emphasizes is that there exists a state patronage for troops to commit rapes as well as other human rights abuse; there exists inhuman acceptance within the civil administration for this to happen and in that they are ready to defend and stand by the troops.
The only word that comes to mind in such circumstances is: Shame.Not for those who have already sold their souls and sing the tunes of their masters.Shame on us who have no choice but to stand silent; who cannot hit back and say its not about the percentage of army or other troopers being talked about or defending them; its about the palpably vulnerable lives of our daughters and mothers.Its not about damned statistics which are just an eyewash concocted in the backwaters of state oppression and sterile bureaucracy for a fantastic use such as this.

Many rape survivors want to see the rapist punished, and protect others from being victimized. Our society should make a clear statement that rape is a crime that will not be tolerated. Playing a part in the rapist's arrest and conviction can make a woman feel more powerful and less like a helpless victim. As more and more Kashmiri women break out of the shackles that bind them to their homes, seeking opportunities in the world outside, crimes against women from murder and rape down to eve teasing and sexual harassment are also increasing.

If crime against women is on the rise, worse is the growing apathy of society at large, which appears increasingly obsessed with itself, indifferent to the plight of fellow citizens. If women today can be attacked in public spaces, can they ever venture out without fear in the very cities that afford them the best opportunities?


They say a woman is the one, who brings us to life. They say a woman is the one, who takes care of us when we are in trouble, and they also say a woman is the one, who can sacrifice her life for her family but the question is, what are we doing for that woman?
The suffering of women in Kashmir is symbolic of the suffering of women worldwide.It has happened before and it will happen again but we need to consider many questions. For how long can we remain the silent spectators of grave injustices? And what we as Kashmiris are doing to save our own women from such crude brutalities? Can we afford to remain silent on such a grave crime? We need to look for answers before its too late.