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Syeda AfshanaGreater Kashmir |
Something strange happens during wars. At the beginning, the world gasps. People pause. Headlines shock us. But then, slowly, something else happens....
The sky is older than all of us. Older than borders. Older than flags. Older than the loud speeches of those who think they own the earth. Every night...
I was listening to a qawwali. It was not loud. It was steady. Sabri Brothers. And in between the rhythm and the repetition, a story surfaced. Not new....