From a country without post office to a country without highway, we have come a longway, shahid.even patients here aren’t allowed to reach hospital; they are made to wait for hours. people here carry a map of shut roads & names of officials they have to inform before visiting anywhere; occupation is scaling new heights day by day .on the way to schools wards question their parents: Will this ever end? times have come Shahid where permission is required for a marriage ceremony . Our world is now full of paper we tried to write to you. youhad left for an unknown place. In your absence the broken city hasn’t changed I wish we could again meet in sopore cause reaching srinagar is impossible.
