Srinagar, Jan. 12 -- Kashmir has always been praised for its beauty its snow-clad peaks, whispering rivers, and skies that change colour like a living canvas. Yet the true soul of Kashmir does not lie in its mountains or valleys alone; it lives in its people and in a brotherhood shaped by centuries of shared existence. A brotherhood that did not ask one's faith before offering warmth, that did not measure identity before sharing bread. Perhaps kindness runs in our blood. Perhaps culture moulded us this way. Or perhaps, after witnessing so much loss, we learned that humanity is the only refuge left We grew up sharing the same winters, warming our hands at the same fires.Faith had different names, but pain always spoke one language.Kashmir'...