Srinagar, Aug. 10 -- Dedication To those who remember- the mothers who still prepare tahar, the fathers who whisper Herath prayers, and the children who ask, "What does this thread mean?"This is not a lament alone-it is a reckoning. A meditation on what we have lost-not just land, but language, attire, ritual, and rhythm. And yet, it is also a prayer for return-not to geography, but to essence.The Silence After CelebrationIn the hush that follows a festival, one hears the true sound of exile.There was a time when Eid in Kashmir meant more than prayer-it was a choreography of colour, scent, and song. The pheran swayed like a flag of belonging. Pandit homes shimmered with the sanctity of Herath. Almond wood crackled in the hearth, and the a...