“Born with a white feather in my cap, I was a princess in blossom. My abode was a heaven for me and for others. World referred to my snowfield homeland as Kashmir. Kashmir, the pious land of ancient Hindus. The land of Kashyapa, the land of Vedas, the land of saints. But, the blot is disturbing; we were ethnically wiped out when I was at the tender age of 3. Our community is … [Read more...]