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PIC COURTESY :GOOGLE  “Agar firdaus bar roo-e-zameen ast hameen asto hameen asto hameen ast (If there is a paradise on earth, it’s here, it’s here, it’s here)” declaimed Aalif’s father with shining bright eyes. Aalif, who was part of this paradise for nine years always adored this couplet.....Yes, they lived in the beautiful valley of Kashmir. “Paradise!!!!” wondered Aalif whose life was as uncommon as a common child’s in Kashmir. The only ‘paradise’ he knew was his beautiful home, which shielded him from all the bullets, pellets and stones, where he lived with his al hafathah (guardian angels), his abba (father) and ammi (mother). It was the month of August, a beautiful day in the very ‘paradise’ of earth. Aalif was exhilarated and electrified, charging up all around his small ‘paradise’ (his home) and the reason was obvious... the approaching Eid. “Waiting for your Eidi (money given to children as gift on Eid), son? Or is it sew-aiyan (a dessert) which makes you much excited?” mo...

  So 2015 was the year When the first day when my parents left me in the hostel and went home, I didn’t cry. But, I was longing for the 3 days long weekend which was about to come in 2 days. I never cried in hostel for staying alone without parents . Those days when mobile phones were prohibited inside the hostel premises, we would always have a watch on the door to see if warden comes. We would hide our phones like an involuntary action if someone else enters into the room. It’s actually a dorm with 40 people. I have never been with so much of people ever before. When I heard that I am going to stay with 40 people, I was scared like hell. I didn’t talk with them for few days. Then, I slowly started talking with almost everyone. They are the most important reason that I learnt to initiate a conversation with strangers. At home, I used to wake up only after 8′O clock. But, in hostel I had to wake up before 5′O clock, only to bath. You have a long queue in restrooms. I was always a n...