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Badge of Borrowed Identity – and “Mainstream politicians”

Badge of Borrowed Identity – and “Mainstream politicians”

  PUNCHLINE Kashmir Leaders:  A ‘Borrowed Identity’   By Z.G. Muhammad   On Wednesday, a music track, “who they are” from a famous album of 2010 started to ring in my ears. It became louder and louder, as one after another news tickers on the television screen started crawling about the government formation in Jammu and Kashmir. The political parties, part of power game in the State for past seventy years in different avatars, the National Conference, the Indian National … Read entire article »

Filed under: Editor's Take, Kashmir-Talk, Perspectives, Point of view

Of the Great Rabi-Al-Awal Days and Hollowed Ghat

Of the Great Rabi-Al-Awal  Days and Hollowed Ghat

  Of Hollowed Ghat and Boat Rides ZGM Those were the days of ‘innocent faith.’ Much before the goatherds, with their flock of ewes and goats passed through our lane and their tinkling bells made me toss aside warm quilt, it would be sound of wooden clogs (Khraw) and chants of elderly Kashmiri Hindu men and women on the way to the Parbat that woke me up. Many an elderly Brahmans on the way to a temple at … Read entire article »

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Kashmir: Is Not Story Of A Cricket Game

Kashmir: Is Not Story Of A Cricket Game

  PUNCHLINE Kashmir: Not A Game of Cricket by Zahid .G. Muhammad     I am not a cricket buff, equally not a great fan of the game; the last popular legacy of the British imperialism in all its colonies.  Perhaps, in the crowd of millions of Kashmiris, I am an odd man out whose adrenaline never goes up while watching India-Pakistan cricket test matches, one day and T-20. My heart never collapsed for Indian cricket teams like Professor Akbar Ali … Read entire article »

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Of Cart Pullers: They too their songs of oppression

Of Cart Pullers: They too their  songs of oppression

  Nostalgia Of Tumbrels and  Barges   ZGM The stories at night by our grandmother had a magical charm. The creamy clay daubed walls, with the greenish tincture, and a small electric pendant lamp hanging from a twisted silken wire looking like braids of damsels gave a mystical ambiance to the kitchen of our house. The story of Rostam and Sohrab, during power shutdowns under the dim light of an earthen lamp on Tchaengtaar, small shelf in the … Read entire article »

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Classic Books On Kashmir Demolish Conjured Narratives

Classic Books On Kashmir Demolish Conjured Narratives

  PUNCHLINE     The Joy Of Re-reading Books Knock-Down The  Dominant Discourses By Z.G. Muhammad   In a scenario, when politics in our state has become crazy, the ‘hegemonic discourses’ have the sway, and a big lie projected as truth is accepted, restlessness is a natural corollary. To fight this restlessness instead of reading new books on Kashmir by authors published by big houses in India,- of course, tutored, of late,   I have started re-reading books already read many … Read entire article »

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Classic Books on Kashmir Demolish Conjured Narratives.

Classic Books on Kashmir Demolish Conjured Narratives.

  PUNCHLINE   The Joy Of Re-reading Books Knock-Down The  Dominant Discourses By Z.G. Muhammad In a scenario, when politics in our state has become crazy, the ‘hegemonic discourses’ have the sway, and a big lie projected as truth is accepted, restlessness is a natural corollary. To fight this restlessness instead of reading new books on Kashmir by authors published by big houses in India,- of course, tutored, of late,   I have started re-reading books already read many years … Read entire article »

Filed under: Editor's Take, Kashmir-Talk, Perspectives

OF CAMPUS DAY: Relive with days of Romance On University Campus

OF CAMPUS DAY: Relive with days of Romance On University Campus

Campus Rage  ZGM   The wide stairs leading to my classroom sing melodies, sweeter than livelier dawn choruses. Years, after leaving the campus, they come to life for me whenever I visit my alma mater and echo with songs of thrushes and tits as they used to do when boys and girls sitting on the steps filled the air with their musical chirrups. Many ‘full beautiful—a faery’s child’ on the stairs made some boys unmindfully shout “Was … Read entire article »

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