Let's Pray...
(29-05-2017) It is a hot May afternoon and the second day of Ramadan. I have tried Word Power as well as Candy Crush to kill the monotony but nothing seems to work. Upamanyu Chatterjee’s English, August is an impeccable piece of literature but I am not able to read more than two paragraphs, after every new attempt. Thus, here I am, squiggling on my laptop. This boredom, however, is so intense that I feel like an illiterate. I am not able to form words and it’s going to be a task to put phrases and sentences together. Let’s see how soon I give up. In Kashmir ‘hot’ does not mean that birds would fall from the skies, dead; a puff of air from a near-by glacier is always there to flirt with the Sun. Except, summer in Kashmir can be cheerfully dull; Beautiful yet boring. The meadows and the lakes of Kashmir are enchanting beyond wizardry and the evil eye seems to have gotten comfortable with its stay. Sigh! 70 years of infestation and she can still cast a spell and leave you bre...