Srinagar, April 26 -- Another tragedy has struck the soil of Kashmir. Lives, full of dreams, hopes, and promises, have been brutally snatched away. As I sit miles away from home, in the city of Chennai were Hindus, Muslims, Sikhs, and Christians live together like family, my heart is heavy with an unbearable sorrow.
Kashmir is not just a place-it's a living poem carved into the Himalayas, where snow-kissed peaks watch over sufi shrines, ancient temples, and tranquil gardens whispering stories of saints and sages. Its rivers flow like verses of love, and every stone in its valleys echoes with a legacy of art, mysticism, and wisdom. Here, Hindus, Muslims, and Sikhs once shared not just space, but spirit. The chinars remember our unity; the r...