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“The marching seeped into our silences, punctuated our conversations with pauses, which in turn, jumbled our thoughts and our language.”
― Farah Bashir, Rumours of Spring: A Girlhood in Kashmir

“...the constant shifting of power had done its damage. I didn't know then, but it was the beginning of an apathy for my own self that would last for a long time. Our lives were controlled from elsewhere and the dreams that we dreamt were always at the mercy of someone else, someone occupying us, ruling us.”
― Farah Bashir, Rumours of Spring: A Girlhood in Kashmir

“What becomes of homes that have their doors bolted, windows tightly shut, and curtains drawn during the daytime with the families they house inside them desolate? Should we not call them prisons? We should!”
― Farah Bashir, Rumours of Spring: A Girlhood in Kashmir

“The house I would go back to would be bereft of her presence but filled with her memories. Our home, the little monument of memory.”
― Farah Bashir, Rumours of Spring: A Girlhood in Kashmir