By: Irshad Ahmad Shah

Another tragedy has struck the soil of Kashmir. Lives, full of dreams, hopes, and promises, have been brutally snatched away. As I sit miles away from home, in the city of Chennai were Hindus, Muslims, Sikhs, and Christians live together like family, my heart is heavy with an unbearable sorrow.

Kashmir is not just a place—it’s a living poem carved into the Himalayas, where snow-kissed peaks watch over sufi shrines, ancient temples, and tranquil gardens whispering stories of saints and sages. Its rivers flow like verses of love, and every stone in its valleys echoes with a legacy of art, mysticism, and wisdom. Here, Hindus, Muslims, and Sikhs once shared not just space, but spirit. The chinars remember our unity; the ruins and shrines await our return to humanity. Kashmir does not ask for power—it pleads for peace, for the dignity of life, and for the world to remember that its soul was always rooted in compassion.

As a Kashmiri soul, I condemn in the strongest words the senseless killing of civilians in Pahalgam valley —........

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