Everyone Wants Kashmir, No One Wants Kashmiris

Looking back at your teenage years, the brain quite often distorts those memories to be vivid, warm and imaginative. The skies are bluer, the grass is greener, the birds are chirpier and the dreams are more fantastical.

In the minds of Kashmiri kids, for more than three decades, those scenes have vanquished. The green of the grass, the azure of the sky, the pink of the horizon, and the white of the snow is marred by the grey of the clouds, the black of the endless agony on the horizon, the yellow of the forgotten verdant green and the red of…