The only adjective that comes to my mind after this post and the comments that followed is: sad! It seems history hasn't taught us our lessons well. Beginning from the 16th century when the spring blossoms of our virtuous valley fell for the first time to Mughal lustre; to the ensuing shia-sunni feuds that lasted for centuries, inviting one tyrannical regime to the other through the now much hyped Mughal road via Shupiyan, our history has failed to teach us. A certain Kanth and Dedamari invited the Afghans in 18th century to fight the mughals, only to see years later Birbal Dhar fleeing to Punjab and inviting the furious wrath of Ranbir Singh upon us. We still had not learned our lessons. With a century to boot, the eldest and the ab-orginal Abdulla in one master stroke of treachery shook hands with Bharat Mata- the Mata is teaching us lessons as we deliberate here, yet the lessons have fallen deaf.
Though it is innocuous to draw magnanimous inferences from what the narrow alleys of Srinagar think about Azadi or what the incense smoke of autumn'y hinterland infers along its drift, through KSN, yet we cannot ignore such developments. In fact it represents the chaos which beseeches us in our own liberation. Sadly!
The above para I wrote as a reply to constant Koshur bickering on one of the facebook pages.