Showing posts with label Terrorism. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Terrorism. Show all posts

July 18, 2016

My lost humanity

Maybe, I lost my Humanity the day they told me assi gachi Pakistan batav rochtey batnyan saan ( We want Pakistan here with KP females & without KP men).

Maybe, I lost my Humanity when from every Mosque, every Street, every Road of Kashmir, I could hear them shouting Kashmir mei rehna hai to 'Allah Hu Akabar' kehna hai ( If you have to live in Kashmir ,you will have to chant Allah Hu Akbar).

Maybe, I lost my Humanity when they desecrated my Temple and wrote on it's wall :- Yahan kya chalega, Nizame Mustafa.

Maybe, I lost my Humanity the day they took away my Home, my Childhood, my Life and left me on road with just one pair of cloth.

Maybe, I lost my Humanity when they gang-raped my aunt and then cut her into pieces.

Maybe, I lost my Humanity when my granny died in a tent because of a heat stroke.

Maybe, I lost my Humanity when I saw Wandhama massacre with my own eyes. These were the Pandit families who had chosen to stay back in Kashmir and live with their Muslim neighbors in-spite of TERRORISM with 99% of us leaving the valley.

Maybe, I lost my Humanity when instead of stating FACTS about my 7th EXODUS from Kashmir, they told me that this time it was JAGMOHAN  who was responsible for it.

Maybe, I lost my Humanity when I was told I will never be able to go back to my roots.........BUT THANK GOD. I have still not lost my ability and senses to KILL HUMANS either in the name of religion, suppression, independence, revenge or whatever....

Owe it to my Parents, to my Teachers, to my Friends, to my great Nation and above all to my Religion which taught me only and only to Love Life.


There are always different ways, depends which one you opt for.


My earlier FaceBook post : https://www.facebook.com/indu.jalali/posts/10153626551525843

July 2, 2009

Shopian incident - An eye opener

Today after so many months i am sitting here in my balcony and am compelled to put my thoughts in words. I am actually fighting with my thoughts which are emerging every now and then when i hear about the "SHOPIAN INCIDENT ". My heart is overpowering my beliefs, my values and my passion which is all about HUMANITY.

I lost a friend in a terrible terrible incident and somewhere deep down i blame TERRORISM in Kashmir for this. Had there been no such thing in Kashmir i am sure my friend would have been still amongst us. Not only this but it also snatched away my HOMELAND, my childhood, my mental peace, my social security and above all my sweet memories. How can i love and forgive people who are responsible and still are propagating such menace and in humanism? How can i wipe my past all of a sudden ? This conflict within myself is disturbing and making me think hard that what is it that i want and am seeking. Is this going to be my FUTURE too ???

The answer is NO. I cannot make my future get over shadowed by something that happened in past and over which i had no control.I cannot live my life in hatred and pain. I cannot imagine myself becoming a part of something cruel and inhuman and History never forgiving me for this. If i carry on with my pain, grudges and hatred i would become no less then them. Instead i am going to make these as my strengths to over power them so that my future as well as someone else's future is safe and secure.

What happened in Shopian (Kashmir) was really pathetic and tragic. It should have never happened in the very first place but then there are things over which we have no control or even if we have control, we choose to turn a blind eye. Shopian incident is just the tip of an ice berg. There are hundreds and hundreds of such incidents and in-fact which are more cruel and gruesome in act that have taken place in Kashmir ever since insurgency started there. Kasmiri Pandit women were the initial targets of such heinous acts (Sarla Bhat, Prana Ganjoo, Mohini Kaul, Shama Dhar etc.). After raping and killing them their dead bodies were chopped into pieces and those pieces were thrown all over the roads which lead us to our HOMES.

Unfortunately due to less in numbers and fear for the lives of our near and dear ones we choose to remain silent spectators of such CRIMES. Maybe we could have raised our voices against such cruelty had the Government of J&K and of India supported and empathized with our agonies and pain or IF THE MAJORITY COMMUNITY WOULD HAVE RAISED THEIR VOICES WITH OURS. Nothing of such sort happened, hence the best option available to stop this madness was to migrate to other parts of India.

I am thankful to God that my community had an option to survive and survive with honor and dignity. I am thankful to God that I am in a position today to raise my voice and concerns against injustice, inhumanity and killings. I am also thankful to God that for the sake of all this i am in a position to fight it out too.

I am against any sort of violence and crime. I don't advocate hatred. I am a peace loving being and have been brought up with the beliefs and values which lead me to only and only HUMANISM. I am a proud KASHMIRI BATTYN who can look into the mirror without any fears and regrets and i owe it to my upbringing, my religion and my community. All of them teach and advocate LOVE, PEACE & NON VIOLENCE. It it this that has brought me and all of us to such a position where we can demand justice not only for our people but for those who also who ruined our lives. Two wrongs can never make one right.Murder and rape is a crime and it can never be justified.

I pray to God to bring peace and to give courage to the family who lost their daughter and daughter in law in Kashmir. I also hope that this time the concerning authorities roll their sleeves up and do what they are actually supposed to do and above all i hope the majority community ensures that whenever and with who so ever such kind of incident takes place, they raise their concerns, as they have raised this time.

Shopian incident should be an eye opener for all of us and it should become a torch bearer in opening up of all the cases which were never brought out in open light. Let justice take place for each and every person, who has become victim of such acts.

I am sure all those people who have conscience and want to live in peace and love and are with me in my quest and fight against injustice, crime and violence in any form, irrespective of the CASTE, CREED, COLOR, RELIGION OR SEX; will always raise their voices and concerns whenever and wherever such in human acts take place...

April 26, 2008

Thokur Bhagwan, Jageer, Mastani and Peace Activist - MISSING

Wandhama left a deep scar on mind and soul. Especially having seen that tragedy with my own eyes. I just couldn't stop hating and loathing people of Kashmir, more and more. These poor people choose to remain in Kashmir in spite of threat to their lives.They didn't migrate as they couldn't imagine getting detached from their motherland besides they were promised protection by their Kashmir neighbors who surprisingly choose en mass, to visit a local mosque, that fateful day.Well a coincidence or a planned move ?.

After 1998 i started visiting Kashmir frequently but kept mostly to myself without interacting with locals and did my job of collecting information on our people,our property and our temples and shrines which were really in bad shape.

I was staying in one of the Hotels at Boulevard and had this attendant named Mastani (16yr old boy) who made every effort to make me comfortable. Unfortunately whenever i looked at him it was with hatred and poor he always looked with some kind of hope in his eyes.He used to wait, for giving me food for long long hours,use to advice me as to not move around after 6 p.m., as its not safe. Brought tawiz for me from Dargah and told me............. Didi please come back we need you people.Kashmir is not Kashmir without Pandits! This came out of blue and i could not believe a local guy doing all this and saying so.........

I visited Kashmir again in 1999 and stayed again in that Hotel at Boulevard and God knows why i started looking for Mastani but he was not around.curiosity made me ask the manager about him and the moment i asked about Mastani he became silent. I could see tears in his eyes. I inquired again and he said MASTANI IS MISSING !

For the first time,after 1990, i felt bad for a local Kashmiri. My viewpoint still did,not change for those people who made me leave my home in the midst of a night carrying nothing other then the attire worn. Kakni wanted to take her Thokur Bhagwan and Jageer atleast but fear of getting raped and killed, made us run without wasting even a second. Sadly Kakni left her belongings only never to see them again. TOHKUR BHAGWAN AND JAGEER HAVE GONE MISSING !

Kashmir is blossoming. New gardens, new tourist spots, new infra structure, new venture etc etc. Everything has started to move but where is Mastani and where is my Kakni's Thokur Bhagwan and Jageer ? Since 1990 have been trying to find them but no use !

Last summer i met another dynamic young lad (19yr old) doing Engineering, in Srinagar. He was staying in the same guest house where i was staying. I don't know how he came to know about me being in media and why he approached me?.He started his conversation like this,"Mam why don't you people come back we need you. You were our inspiration,that's what my mom says. She says since Pandits left this place, things have gone from bad to worst.Things will change here, only when they will return back". I asked him his name and he said .............Peace Activist. Amazingly i could see the similar kind of hope in his eyes which i had seen in the eyes of Mastani,years ago. He further told me "Mam you know i lost my father when i was just 10. He was killed by militants because he choose to stand up for right and for those who needed help. We had to leave our village, our home, our people because we choose to believe in KASHMIRIYAT. I am also like you, a migrant who lost his father and home to Terrorism".

What a statement and with what conviction ?
He became my Messiah. He taught me that a sufferer is a sufferer and a bullet sees no caste, creed, sex or religion. He taught me that humanity is above everything. He taught me that to forgive and forget was the greatest mantra for achieving peace within .

After few months i tried checking up on this young boy as to how his studies were going and to my surprise i was told, PEACE ACTIVIST HAS GONE MISSING !

If anyone knows what happened to my Kakni, Thokur Bhagwan, her Jageer and also about Mastani and my Messiah please let me know. My search for them has yielded no results so far...

This post has been adapted and published by Greater Kashmir (Srinagar) - Miss you Mastani!

Snapshot from ePaper.
Snapshot from ePaper.