Book contents
- Frontmatter
- Dedication
- Contents
- Acknowledgments
- Introduction
- 1 Meanings of Freedom in the Princely State of Jammu and Kashmir
- 2 Freedom, Loyalty, Belonging: Kashmir after Decolonization
- 3 Puppet Regimes: Collaboration and the Political Economy of Kashmiri Resistance
- 4 The Idea of Plebiscite: Discontent and Regional Dissidence
- 5 Mapping Kashmiri Imaginings of Freedom in the Inter-regional and Global Arenas
- 6 Jang-i-Aazadi (War for Freedom): Religion, Politics, and Resistance
- Conclusion
- Select Bibliography
- Index
Introduction
Published online by Cambridge University Press: 15 January 2021
- Frontmatter
- Dedication
- Contents
- Acknowledgments
- Introduction
- 1 Meanings of Freedom in the Princely State of Jammu and Kashmir
- 2 Freedom, Loyalty, Belonging: Kashmir after Decolonization
- 3 Puppet Regimes: Collaboration and the Political Economy of Kashmiri Resistance
- 4 The Idea of Plebiscite: Discontent and Regional Dissidence
- 5 Mapping Kashmiri Imaginings of Freedom in the Inter-regional and Global Arenas
- 6 Jang-i-Aazadi (War for Freedom): Religion, Politics, and Resistance
- Conclusion
- Select Bibliography
- Index
Summary
From Zero Bridge
a shadow chased by searchlights is running
away to find its body.
On the edge
of the Cantonment, where Gupkar Road ends,
it shrinks almost into nothing, is
nothing by interrogation gates, so it can slip, unseen, into the cells:
Drippings from a suspended burning tire
are falling on the back of a prisoner,
the naked boy screaming, “I know nothing.”
The shadow slips out, beckons Console Me,
“Rizwan, it's you, Rizwan, it's you,” I cry out
as he steps closer, the sleeves of his phiren torn.
“Each night put Kashmir in your dreams,” he says,
then touches me, his hands crusted with snow,
whispers, “I have been cold a long, long time.”
“Don't tell my father I have died,” he says,
and I follow him through blood on the road
and hundreds of pairs of shoes the mourners
left behind, as they ran from the funeral,
victims of the firing. From windows we hear
grieving mothers, and snow begins to fall
on us, like ash. Black on the edges of flames,
it cannot extinguish the neighborhoods,
the homes set ablaze by midnight soldiers.
Kashmir is burning:
I won't tell your father you have died, Rizwan
but where has your shadow fallen, like cloth
on the tomb of which saint, or the body
of which unburied boy in the mountains,
bullet-torn, like you, his blood sheer rubies
on Himalayan snow?
I’ve tied a knot
with green thread at Shah Hamdan, to be
untied only when the atrocities
are stunned by your jeweled return.
—Agha Shahid Ali,“I See Kashmir from New Delhi at Midnight”The prominent Kashmiri-American poet Agha Shahid Ali's poem “I See Kashmir from New Delhi at Midnight,” written in the 1990s, captures the violence and death embedded in Kashmiri bodies and minds as the Valley became embroiled in a full-fledged insurgency against the Indian state. Thousands of young Kashmiris, disillusioned with Indian democracy, found themselves enamored of the idea of aazadi, freedom. Because the mass upsurge took the form of a pro-independence movement, Indian security forces responded with aggression, failing to differentiate between insurgents and civilians as they protected their nation's territorial integrity.
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- Kashmir in the Aftermath of Partition , pp. 1 - 23Publisher: Cambridge University PressPrint publication year: 2021