I was just back home after a seminar of a fellowship program in March, and was observing the sudden change in weather, the blossoms and brightness, that spring brings to Kashmir.
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Kashmir
‘Azaan’ – A Call to Gather
My window is wide open on a sunny day inviting fresh air coming from the mountains of Pir Panjal. Bees are buzzing in the garden of my family’s backyard sucking nectar from the bloom of a young apple tree.
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Sajad Rasool 