when Kashmir was burning with daily stone pelting and protests

whenever i see movies like children of heaven, captain hook or bridge to terabithia.. makes me cry ..

today.. whenever i hear the news of Kashmir i feel very sad for Kashmiri children .. sad that they are losing their childhood.. sad that they will have no good memories of their childhood when they all grow up.. sad that they are missing the best part of their life..

they are shouting protests against India..
they all want azadi.. India is something devil they say..
but i am sure they have no idea what they are saying..they are believing what they are being told.. being shown.. and being children.. they believe in it totally.

is this their demon of my childhood's fairy books?? maybe yes..
a fairy demon.. one who we believe in when we were children.. but knew that all it was just our imagination..

whenever some of us talk about hard action.. by using force on those protesters.. i feel like we are destroying something.. and it may work in short term.. but will haunt us forever in future..

somehow i feel that every policy in Kashmir must be seen seen keeping in focus on the children.. we have to make sure that those demons they have heard from their elders (which they must have heard from their elders) is just as imaginary as childhood bogeyman.. and the reality of India is quite different..

if we use force now.. we are making sure that the impression of their childhood will haunt us in future too..

this cycle must break now.