The Cherry Tree

Art from the Valley of Kashmir has it own uniqueness and a special place in the culture of the Valley. Whatever, the art form, it always has a place in the day-to-day life of the Kashmiris. Tapestry being one of such art forms, which has…

With her roots in Haba Kadal, Srinagar, where her parents grew up, she was born in Hardwar, Uttar Pradesh. In her 40s she is the only Kashmiri who has been called the most powerful woman in California. Shefali is a member of the Democratic…

An autobiography Forewords by: The Earl of Halifax, K.G., O.M (Viceroy of India 1926-31) Field Marshal Lord Birdwood of Anzac, G.C.B., G.C.S.I., G.C.M.G Sheikh S.M. Abdullah (Prime Minister of Kashmir) The Right Reverend George…

Tonight  I shed  tears of grief For all those who left us in a moment brief Parted ways yesterday, promised to meet up today Set out for yet another night and beautiful dreams at bay Providence had its way, dreams got washed away,…

Time has descended timelessly,
on the remorse hills of memory,
through conflicts and clashes. My freedom, in lease,
lamenting for descent,
under the feet of polity of time.. Twinkling tears, 
and fearful eyes, 
vengeances undimmed,
…

She say... These fallen curtains of the night are soaked, by the grief falling down my eyes and I have escaped every single ray of light only to find recluse in this new world of dark rooms. Even when I can see, I am blind, and I…

Dusk befriends soothing Wind & lazing Rain in Mauj (Mother), Kashmir Raindrops splashes, needles kissing my  homeland, poured by Thee Puffs of the clouds hung over bows before  the lonely tree hennaed in green Rain droplets are…

The child in me trying to seek the sun from behind the cloud The dark cold days, darker and colder by the night Snow laden peaks ,frigid and emotionless, laugh out loud And order the sky to color the vale in its tone white Out  of the…

Sea of optimism, a poem by Aayush Khar Up ahead there is an island Said the sailors on the ship Man and his own devils On a hell bound trip The mind is not there For the fear to grip My mind’s an ocean, an unfathomable sea Filled with…

Visionary Tree, a poem by Affan Yesvi The tree yonder stands tall Peeping at me through the window. Each day I try to look beyond at the open sky And each day the tree hinders my view. Then I look away disheartened - What am I seeking…