A child without a nation, I grew up amidst bullets, curfews and crackdowns with screams from torture chambers for a sound track.
I belong to the generation of youth that was born in the 1990s, the only memories I have of my childhood are of armed men, of curfews, crackdowns, encounters and search operations.
I tend to read about Islam and Kashmir (a lot), Kashmir’s History fascinates me, it’s written with our blood and dreams so I believe it hold the answers to our future.
I’m from Tujar Sharief, my lineage goes back to Hamza Makhdoom Kashmiri .
In Sports, I like Cricket, dodging Indian bullets and running for my life.
Please don’t mistake me for a Scholar, I’m a learner.