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DEAR Prime Minister!!!



CAN I GO HOME PRIME MINISTER!!

It has been quiet a long, burden of faded memories and faith moving along
mistakes of others, cruelty for ours. before I move away farther
CAN I GO HOME PRIME MINISTER

My grand parents are already gone, hope of return buried along!!
I am being wishful for my motherland, my dream i hope won't shatter
CAN I GO HOME PRIME MINISTER

Parents are scared to even let me be there. I might not return, that is they fear.
they left everything in that night, in a hope that one day it will be bright.
seems it has been the longest night, I can't see anything brighter
CAN I GO HOME PRIME MINISTER

My son doesn't know to where he belongs
hardly he knows the culture and barely the kashmiri songs
Before I become part of history and people forget my existence and culture
CAN I GO HOME PRIME MINISTER

Before that night, every kashmiri lived with pride,
Nothing can happen because  Indian army is our side
But we had to flee with all left behind... scared to death , and saving our pride
with a hope that to our cries, there will be your shoulder
CAN I GO HOME PRIME MINISTER

There is everything verbal,  to take my stand
our two generation are gone and hopes blend with sand
No road I see for this punishment to end, nothing on ground but only chatter
CAN I GO HOME PRIME MINISTER

I remember those days,  when my Grand father was loosing thread
He called me and my wife closer to his bed
What he spoke was hurtful, reminding me his pain
He wanted us to let him go, 
when I asked him whats going on
he smiled and said that he is being waited upon
He was seeing his house and land
burnt long ago and mixed in sand
He said
 "Tell your parents that they did their best
but now is the time for me to rest"
putting his hand on my wife's head
gave her blessings and tears started to shed
My wife said
"We won't let you go, nothing else does matter"

will come back to you oh my daughter..........

My son was born few months later
I wish he can see what belonged to him
and I can pass on what I still remember

WHEN CAN I GO PRIME MINISTER

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sharmavicky652
Apr 19, 2020

Awesome Writing 👌

So Touchy and Powerfully said ✌️

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ershikhabhatt
Apr 18, 2020

So brilliently you have pointed out the real facts of Kashmiri Pandit's exodus from their motherland, the worst nightmare ever, the excruciation, mental distress we have gone through and are still coping with it, Struggles to live,,,How this suffering passed on from generation to generation,, BUT courageously We Survived and Lived through it with Pride. Rest In Peace Article 370... This is a ray of hope to light our ways, back to our motherland, Heavenly HOME where our story will begin..once again...

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richa.del
Apr 18, 2020

This is beautiful!!!! Words straight from the heart....and indeed can be quoted by the one who have felt and experienced it themselves. Hope things go your way in future. Keep sharing :) (y)

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P@nk@j
P@nk@j
Apr 17, 2020

Thanks Avnish!!!! Appreciate your words....You are one of these very few people who supported me to complete my write ups!!!

Thanks buddy!!!!!

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avnish.mg
avnish.mg
Apr 17, 2020

Wow! It's mind boggling.. Simply out of the world. Falling short of words.. Keep posting more stuff :)

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