Diasporic Identity

I Stand With Kashmir – what you need to know about the current situation

Before you read on, I want to ask you for a favour. Just one. Even if you only have 5 followers on social media or 5 contacts in your phone and 4 of those are your family members, please spread the news about Kashmir. This is a community that has suffered for 70 years: torture cases… Continue reading I Stand With Kashmir – what you need to know about the current situation

Gratitude corner

April Gratitude: The Motherland

My head lops off the side of the kat, upside down, I close one eye and then the other, gaze focused on the mango tree in the distance. What is that on the branches? I entwine my fingers into the tightly strung rope at the foot of the charpai and lift myself up. Noon's piercing… Continue reading April Gratitude: The Motherland

Diasporic Identity

A Little Piece of Heaven: our stay in A&JK

I must be going soft in my old age because my recent journey to Azad Kashmir had me crying over the smallest things! Please be prepared for lots of sentimental ramblings over the next few weeks: I plan to take full advantage of this most welcomed end to my writer's block. A week before our… Continue reading A Little Piece of Heaven: our stay in A&JK

31 Day Challenge October

Day 3: ‘Horses’, ghodiya da shonk

The evening sun settling into my hair; brown eyes glittering reflections of Kashmiri mountains against the horizon. Nestled amid valleys of white gold, our small yet cosy home My own little vegetable patch Your vehicles of choice lined up outside Our children's giggles skipping across and under and over, the kittens, chicks, billy goats scampering… Continue reading Day 3: ‘Horses’, ghodiya da shonk

Diasporic Identity, Original Writing

I See Kashmir Burning (Poem)

What price for those verdant valleys which my mothers traversed for fire logs What price for those babbling brooks that watered cattle and crops for centuries What price for the ever-fertile soil, the one they say delivers gold What price for the land my grandfathers walked away from with moist eyes, tight lips, even harder… Continue reading I See Kashmir Burning (Poem)

Diasporic Identity

Finding resonance in Iqbal’s poetry

It's 2009. I am Kashmiri but I've never heard of Dr Allama Iqbal. I've been taught daughters are lesser than sons, that choice in marriage is rebellion, and honour upheld solely through submission. But things that would've built my character, intellect or faith were not deemed important...so, I've never heard of Iqbal. Being the product… Continue reading Finding resonance in Iqbal’s poetry