"Azadi! Azadi! Azadi! It was as though the city was breathing through a single pair of lungs.
During those occasions when it was in full cry, it had the power to cut through the edifice of history and geography, of reason and politics. It had the power to make even the most hardened of us wonder, even if momentarily, what the hell we were doing in Kashmir, governing a people who hated us so viscerally."
— Jul 22, 2024 12:26AM
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