What is the first thing that comes in our mind when we hear the name âKASHMIRâ? Probably snow caped mountains, the Dal Lake, Gulmarg, and so on; right? Ironically, the same is not the case for the Kashmiri Pandits who have lost touch with their homelands, with the rolling plains that used to be their home, their everything. These displaced people, or should I say, forcefully thrown out people, nearly 5 lakh in number, have left with them no sate to identify themselves with. Their mouths zipped against the shames of reservation, against the inhuman behavior that they have been facing since so many years, the silent struggle of everyday life, the identity crisis, and still resuming with their day to day activities has left them astray.
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