Srinagar, May 11 -- We have wept enough. We have buried too many sons, brothers, sisters, and innocent children under the soil of this paradise. The scent of gunpowder has long masked the fragrance of our blooming tulips in Pahalgam, Gulmarg, and Shopian. But today, something has changed. The blast that shook Pahalgam on April 22 wasn't just a terror attack-it was a dagger thrust into the very soul of Kashmiriyat. And this time, we, the people of Kashmir, are not just mourning; we are roaring. Roaring against the real villain of peace-Pakistan and its deep state. They say they are our well-wishers. But what kind of well-wisher feeds poison to a blooming garden? What kind of sympathizer pumps guns and grenades into young hands and graves i...