Srinagar, April 24 -- It was the stillness of the night, a time when the world lay in deep sleep, but Junaid's heart remained awake. Suddenly, he woke up, tears streaming down his face. He had seen a dream, a dream so painful that it broke the fragile peace of his heart.

In that dream, he saw his three kids, his life, his happiness, his reason for breathing. They came running to him, arms wide open, calling out, "Papa! Papa!" He held them tightly, kissed their little faces, and felt their tiny hands holding his. But before he could say a word, a dark shadow appeared and dragged them away. He cried out, begged them not to go. Their innocent eyes filled with tears, their mouths opened to call him again.but no voice came out.

Junaid woke u...