BSF says he died in gunfight

Courtesy GreaterKashmir

An innocent yet again! They are not Kashmiris, they are Indians, may be you listen to them and trust them, atleast someone will get justice in Kashmir!


‘UP labourer killed, labeled foreign militant’
Bandipora, Sep 28: Labourers from Uttar Pradesh and other states working in Bandipora area of Varmul district allege the soldiers of paramilitary Border Security Force killed one of their colleagues in custody and later labeled him as a foreign militant.

The labourers alleged that Ishtiyaq Ali son of Ali Muhammad of Mahrajgund, UP was arrested by the troopers of BSF’s 51 battalion from Naberpora near Bandipora town. They said he sold snacks on roadside. Their statement is supported by the shopkeepers who “have often seen him selling roasted Channa.”

“They lifted him in front of me in a Gypsy vehicle when he was coming back to work after lunch on September 9, I remember it was Saturday,” said Imran, one of the colleagues of Ishtiyaq, who also hails from UP.
Imran said, “We thought they are our own people and he will be back but we saw his tortured and bullet-riddled body on Sunday morning in new bus stand and were surprised to see what our own people did and later labeled him as foreign militant.”

“We were told militants are very bad people and they kill innocents,” said another labourer, “but they (troops) are killing the innocent people. Are they killing innocents for ranks or money?”
Many labourers said after Ishtiyaq’s killing they plan to leave the Valley. “I was working as painter for the past four months. I am collecting money which people owe me and I would soon leave Kashmir and tell people there what troops are doing here,” said Akhtar, a labourer from Bihar state.
These labourers have decided to approach UP Police for justice. “Police here knows the facts but they would not help us,” said Akhtar.
A shopkeeper in bus stand of Bandipora town said, “It is ridiculous that they labeled him as militant. He was known to everybody here.”
People said the labourer had torture marks all over his body.

According to FIR registered in Police station Bandipora on September 10, the BSF claims that they have killed a foreign militant and recovered a pistol from him.

A spokesman of BSF told Greater Kashmir that “He (Ishtiaq) was asked to stop by our troopers but he fired at them with a pistol. In retaliatory firefight he was killed. He was a foreign militant.”
Deputy Inspector General of Police, Varmul said, “The police FIR says he was a militant. Let people approach us, we will investigate.”



It is your duty to let God know,
What were your wishes yesterday and now,
Although God himself makes every flake of snow,
But call for your wishes and just look above

Wishes are a river which always flow
God looks at all of them, every time and now
God cares for everyone, he himself will show
He looks down at everyone who looks above


Wake up now and make sure you glow
Delay not lest this day be your end in this show
God surely helps those, who look down
Down at the people in this big show

Oh! Seekers seek the right path now
For tomorrow can be too late even to know.

Some things Never Change!

Some things never change. Every time I go back to Kashmir, same things happen and they remind me of the good old days at home. For these little moments mean a lot and make me think that things like this should in fact never change.


*You walk past a bus overcrowded and the conductor calls you to board the bus saying…”Ath haz tcha seat paetkin “

* You are sitting on the back seat with three other people. There is hardly place for a kid, but one oversized aunty comes and tries to fit in with chuckles all around.

* Whenever you have no change to hand over to the bus conductor, it so happens that the bus conductor has absolutely no change at all.

* You stand up and walk all the way to the front door to get down and the conductor asks you “ Wasun tcha?”

* Your dinner host will tell you at the end of the dinner with a minimum of ten dishes, “ Aes aus ne syuni!!”

* “Akh Batte phol” will never mean “Akh batte phol” in

Kashmir. Neither will a “chai oud cup” be an “oud” cup.

* You get back home and your mom will ask you, “ Aaikhe?”

* You get back home after a year, hale and healthy, and your mom will go, “wyetch laedreaar tchui phuoormut”.

* There is a lot of salt in the “syun” and when you question your mom, she is like “ mei na trowoiee ne ath noonee”

* Your lane gets metalled after years. The very next month the waterworks and the telecom department come to lay down their lines digging everything up again.

* ‘Aoutreh’ never means day before yesterday. It could mean a week, a month, a year or even a decade depending upon the situation.

(Taken from an email – Copyright yembarzal –

This is what they show you, but you don’t realise!

Kashmir hit by flash floods. We lack proper management. Nothing new!

People have been waiting for help. No government officials have reached certain areas. People are managing stuff on their own.

But this particular incident happened in one of the flood hit localities ( News Courtesy GreaterKashmir ). I read it out to somebody and the reaction I got was, “WHAT???”. Lets see what you think about it!

“CRPF personnel arranged two boats and asked people to board it. After taking some video shots, they made the people disembark the boat, and left the spot, leaving us shocked,” said Mohammed Yaqoob. “It seemed they wanted to show it to the world that Indian troops are carrying out rescue operations in Kashmir,” he added.
As Yaqoob was heaping abuses on the government, a Major of Rashtriya Rifles, leading a patrolling party of the troops, passed through the area. He told Greater Kashmir that “We cannot do anything, it is not our job.”

My cousin once told me about an incident which probably took place in the early eighties. She had been playing cricket in school with her brother and his friends, and the kids realized that they were being filmed. They did not care much about it. There was a strike in the coming few days, October 27th – if I remember correctly. Schools were closed and so were other offices. To my cousin’s amazement, the local channel news claimed that schools were open and strike was not observed in the valley. The footage they used in support of this was the same one where my cousin was playing cricket in school.

Tampering news from Kashmir is not a new trend. Earlier they had to do it rarely, but now they have to be on their toes to make sure they project the news the way they want. And they make sure they have enough preparations for that. They want to show people (of course not Kashmirs) that the armed men of India have good relations with the local people. Show them how they have been performing their duties all this while and that the human rights abuse cases are alleged and fake.

How can we forget this?

There are people who do not believe Kashmiris when they say there are human rights violations in Kashmir. I happened to come across this video in google, which clearly shows the hell Kashmir was transformed into.

If they think Kashmiris can forget this, I am sorry to say that they are terribly mistaken. Even dried eyes are forced to shed some tears after seeing this video.mad.jpg For the people who suffered, the tears will never stop rolling. How cruel and inhumane could India get? Don’t they feel ashamed to call their forces “Security” forces?

Journalists in India present views which are acceptable to Indians and the international audience. The truth is crushed, whereas the media personalities bag awards for presenting the “real” news. Reality is that nothing substantial and genuine is presented by the Indian media about Kashmir except for the picturesque sceneries.

If things are getting better these days, they are getting better compared to what happened in the early nineties. Things are in no way perfect or ideal for humans to survive with dignity, honor and free will.

Picture: GreaterKashmir

-the different ecard

I saw this graphic ecard on some islamic website.

Three Muslim guys are standing when a hijabi girl passes by.

The first one says : Subhan-Allah

The second one says: Mashah-Allah

The third one says: Inshah-Allah and the picture shows this guy walking away with the girl.

…..and they call me a militant.

As I entered my classroom that day, I heard someone whisper, “Militant”. I knew where it came from and I was quite aware of the reason behind it. I was the only one having a different opinion. I am a Kashmiri who believes that the Indian occupation of Kashmir is illegal. My nationality is Kashmiri, and I openly declare it while constantly denying to be labeled as an Indian. I believe that I cannot be Indian by just having an Indian passport; I have to be Indian by heart, which is not true in my case.

Most of the people in my college probably called me “militant”. If I was intimidated or upset by such people, I could have pretended that I was an Indian from deep within my heart. But that wouldn’t be me; nationality is not something you pretend. It is a feeling within you, something which cannot be forced upon you. I have no patriotic feelings for India. I used to sing “jana gana mana” at school as a kid and truly felt patriotic while singing it. I was a kid then, I had absolutely no idea what was going on outside my bubble. But the next few years changed my perception completely. I witnessed things which pulled me away from the patriotic feeling which “jana gana mana” gave me. I saw humiliation, torture and killings around me. Kashmiris were being thrashed and executed. It was no less than genocide which continues unchecked and unabated even today.

As a result, the only nationality that I associate myself with is Kashmiri and this infuriates many people. So were my class mates infuriated. They were looking at things from their own point of view, totally and completely ignorant of how it feels to be a Kashmiri. How it feels to have lived there and experienced things which they have never imagined. If only they could place themselves in my shoes, they would understand why I feel the way I do. It was I who had been in Kashmir all my life and seen it all.

My friends understood to a certain extent when I spoke to them about the commotion I grew in. The atmosphere I was brought up in, the incidents I witnessed. The rebellion inside me did not start due to one particular episode. Infact a series of them continued over the years to pave a way for such passionate feelings. It has been almost seventeen years now. And as time passes, the revulsion within me increases with the increasing injustice around me.
India is their motherland, and they will never hear anything against it. But they can at least show some sympathy towards the Kashmiri cause. What happened in Kashmir because of India does not affect their patriotic feelings, nor do I want anything like that to happen. However, I want them to value the feelings of Kashmiris as well. My classmates apparently had a very typical image of Kashmir. The only conclusion they could derive from my way of thinking was that I wanted Kashmir to be part of Pakistan. Some even thought I was a Pakistani. I would occasionally hear people abusing Pakistan, either calling me a militant or just randomly naming militant outfits as I strolled through the campus. They did not understand the reasons behind my opinions, like many Indians do not. Probably I should not blame them, because either they are totally ignorant about Kashmir history or they are aware but deprived of the real news from Kashmir.

How did these people spend their lives? As kids, did they ever think about death? While they spent a jovial childhood, children in Kashmir grew up amidst guns and bullets, with death hovering at every corner. Even going to school was dangerous with students having to run for their lives time and again. Did they ever do that as school children? Did they ever have a gun pointed at them? Did they ever have their home ransacked? Did they have their brothers and fathers beaten up? Did they ever get tensed about some family member not returning home? Did they ever see their parents and elders being disrespected? Did they ever face humiliation at the hands of the army for no reason? Did any of their relatives ever go to jail for no reason? Did anyone in their family get killed at the hands of the army?

All they did was go to school and return to finish their homework and play. They would go for picnics and parties. And while they were doing that, what were kids doing in Kashmir? Kids like me? We were living under the constant shadow of death. Everyday we would see mutilated bodies on the front covers of the local newspapers. Some relative or acquaintance would get hurt in the daily incidents. Shouts and slogans from protesters during demonstrations kept ringing in our minds. Guns were pointed at us from bunkers at every nook and corner of the valley. Our day after school was spent anticipating the return of our family members who would go out for their daily chores. Protests, strikes, curfews were the usual terms we learnt.

If Kashmir is an integral part of India, what are these people who call me a militant doing for the people of Kashmir? If I support the Kashmiri cause, if I raise my voice against injustice, does that make me a militant? And what would you call those who sit with their eyes closed or dig their head into the sand like an ostrich and pretend there is nothing wrong happening around them? “Militants arrested should be killed, instead of being fed in the jails”, said one class mate of mine. Isn’t that what they do, be the person a militant or a commoner? Do they know how many people their army has killed in fake encounters? The same army they are proud of, the ones who ‘won’ them the Kargil war. They are the ones who make lives of common Kashmiris miserable. And what does the government do about it. Pile up files for such cases in their offices? Promote these army personnel by rewarding them? And what do the Indians do about it, sit down and say, “Yet another militant killed”. And the truth gets dusted under the carpet yet again, thanks to the Indian media. Probably they have no clue about the human rights violations in Kashmir. And if by chance they do, they do nothing about it. Do they care if an innocent Kashmiri is killed?

And as years pass by, many from the Kashmiri youth drift further apart from India. Many completely disassociate themselves from the country. Some take extreme measures, pick up guns. But doesn’t injustice itself breed such feelings? If elections were not rigged, if mass killings weren’t pursued by India in the early nineties, if Pundits were not forced to leave Kashmir, things would certainly have been different. While India shares the blame with its blatant use of force in Kashmir, Pakistan is the hidden enemy here. By pushing arms into Kashmir and triggering events, it has injured people even more.

And if today I do not consider myself Indian, all these things have a role to play. In addition to this, history of Kashmir tells me that we were always destined to be free, destined to be the paradise on earth free of communal bias and hatred. And if expressing such feelings in a ‘democratic’India makes me a militant, I am certainly proud to be one!

Photo: GreaterKashmir…