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Reminiscences- The Land That Can Never Be Forgotten

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“I definitely want to go back. Kashmir has its own charm, its own symphony. KASHMIR IS HOME!” said the man sitting before me. He is my granddad and a Kashmiri Pandit, one of the many who had been threatened into ‘exodus’ from Kashmir in 1990 and forced to abandon their home and start life from scratch.

Despite the hard times he faced there, he mentioned that given the opportunity today, he would return to his home in a beat.

This further leads to the question of what has been stopping him or, for that matter, the rest of the displaced Kashmiri Pandits from returning to their homeland. Is it FEAR? Fear of failure, i.e., not having the life they once had there or is it the fear of Kashmir not being what it had once been; not in terms of rhetorical bliss but placidity of mind of the Kashmiri Pandits, or is it the fear of losing it all over again?

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The story of the Kashmiri Pandits is extremely sensitive as it talks about their expulsion from the ‘Indian state of Kashmir’ in 1990 by most separatist militants who had brought about an insurgency in Kashmir to establish an Islamic state.

The violence against Kashmiri Pandits was condemned and labeled as ‘Ethnic Cleansing.’ This story changed the lives of thousands of Kashmiri Pandits whose identities are now demoted to “Refugees in their own country.” It is said that the feeling of belongingness is what defines one’s existence. Home is where one goes when life gets hard. But the Kashmiri Pandits were forced to give up on this feeling of belonging.

While recalling some of the formidable events, my granddad said, “Life had become hard. Curfews had become a part of our daily routine. Buying basic groceries from the market had become episodes of exhibiting bravery. Survival had become all about minimalizing contact with the untrustworthy world. Roads intended for vehicles and pedestrians had been converted into display grounds for Militant Groups who burnt tires and hollered slogans like, ” Kya Chahiye Hai- Nizami Mustafa!”

Hoardings were pasted on walls and doors of Kashmiri Pandits’ houses with open threats against them. The other communities in the valley were terrorized and daunted not to extend a helping hand towards the Pandits. Temples were burnt to the ground, along with killings of prominent Kashmiri Pandits.kashmiri pandit
Migration was not easy for the families who had been living on the same soil for generations. Humongous displacement was followed by mass desolation. Crude refugee camps were provided by the Government, which did not even suffice for the necessities. “We also migrated to Udhampur (a town near Jammu) and lived in a two-bedroom rented house. We had to abandon our ancestral home in Srinagar. All of our belongings were left behind…” said my granddad, his eyes glistening with the pain that was instilled deep in his soul.

Night after night, Kashmiri Pandits left behind a part of themselves, some with the hope of preserving it for their return and others due to the lack of accommodations.

326092-258337-kashmiri-panditsIt has been 25 years since this incident, but the Kashmiri Pandits have not forgotten it. Even those who have managed to recover from the economic losses are still filled with a deeper void of separation from their homeland, associated with their ancestors, personal and familial memories.

All they can do now is take pride from a distance at their land so widely celebrated for its beauty, traditions, and spirituality.

There is also a fear of loss of cultural identity in the succeeding generations. With the dismay that “REMINISCENCE” by the future generations might only be brought down to the appreciation of Kashmir’s beauty, rather than in renewing their own right to survive as Kashmiri Pandits with honor.

 

 

 

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