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Nostalgia : Prison Tales III

Nostalgia : Prison Tales III

Nostalgia Prison Stories III In A Different School ZGM In the din of war cries, with eyes glued to the television screen couple of lines from the book ‘Prison Writings: My Life Is My Sundance’ started echoing in my ears:  “I don’t know how to save the world. I don’t have the answers or The Answer. I hold no secret knowledge as to how to fix the mistakes of generations past and present. I only know that without compassion and respect for … Read entire article »

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War Cannot Dissolve or Resolve Kashmir

War Cannot Dissolve or Resolve Kashmir

PUNCHLINE War Cannot Dissolve The Kashmir Dispute Z .G. Muhammad Saturday morning, I woke up to many a disturbing news on the grapevine. From the Masjid door to  long waiting  at the bakers’ shop for hot loaves of traditional bread,   lots of news about frightening rattling of aeroplanes and helicopters  from 2 A.M in Srinagar, deployment of hundreds of additional companies’ of paramilitary troops in Kashmir to the mid-night  crackdown on the cadres of the Jamat-e-Islamia and other organization was making … Read entire article »

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Prison Tales: Watching Them From Hillock

Prison Tales: Watching Them From Hillock

Some old black and white photographs are evocative as scent, years after having been clicked they fill the air with fresh fragrance and bring a blush even on cheeks crumpled as withered leaves. Of late, posting pictures of Kashmir clicked long ago by European travellers and photojournalists on social media and microblogs is a new hobby that is catching up with some friends as an expression of their love for the land. Many of … Read entire article »

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Suicide Attack: War Is No Option Dialogue Is Way Forward

Suicide Attack: War Is No Option Dialogue Is Way Forward

PUNCHLINE Let Us Talk Peace  Z. G. Muhammad   There is war talk all around. The war cries that have been an intrinsic feature of some television studios for about the past five years have become shriller during the past couple of days. Calling for a full-fledged war including the use of nuclear weapons is expected of some television anchors, hatemongers and shouting brigades know for screaming, screeching and yelling from the safe harbours of television … Read entire article »

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Obituary On My Childhood —

  Nostalgia   Obituary on My Childhood ZGM He is gone. My other half of me, my younger sibling Hassan, like white and puffy dandelion disappeared in the thin of air without a whispering breeze blowing across. He left so fast and forgot even to jot down a parting note- some reminiscences of the whole childhood and boyhood we had lived together- if he had forgiven me for breaking his terracotta toys, ripping his kites, drowning his paper boat in the rainwater and snatching candyfloss from his hand. At the age of four when he swallowed a coin, copper paisa with a hole in its middle and crown of George IV embossed on it with tears trickling down my eyes like monsoon showers with my grandmother; I had gone to the Astana of Naqshband … Read entire article »

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LOOKING BEYOND THE STREET NARRATIVES

LOOKING  BEYOND THE STREET NARRATIVES

    PUNCHLINE Looking   Beyond The ‘Shop-Front Narratives’ By Z.G. Muhammad   Let me begin my today’s column, with one of my favourite quotes of Mahmoud Darwish; “He who writes his story, Inherits the land of that Story.” The reason for this couplet buried somewhere in the subconscious resonating in my mind has been an ongoing debate on the social media the Facebook for a past couple days on some posts by historian Dr Abdul Ahad, author of ‘Kashmir … Read entire article »

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PRISON TALES: LEADERS AND PICKPOCKETS

PRISON TALES: LEADERS AND PICKPOCKETS

    Nostalgia Prison Tales  Leaders and Pickpockets    As someone has said coffee connects us in so many ways, so did the hubble-bubble connect generation ahead of us in our childhood.  Those days’ many tailor shops in our downtown, were no less than the fashionable Coffee House, on the Residency Road were wits, poets and “politicians”  met in the morning to enjoy hot cups of coffee and talk politics- of course pooh-poohing the resistance movement used to be … Read entire article »

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