Thread by @Khushishuja

Dear #Kashmir , a thread (5)
My love, I broke. I am broken now. I tried assimilating the pieces the best I could. That is why I haven't written to you in so long. Forgive me, but also you have to start documenting your apologies to your subjects. You know my love for you can 1/?

perhaps outstretch oceans, but I am a girl that weighs *ahem* pounds who doesn't keep up with her gym so her muscle strength is below average. Physically, I am not strong. I'd lend you whatever I have, but B I asked you one thing, keep your children safe. On September 17th 2/?

A 15 year-old boy named, 'Yawar Ahmed Butt' committed suicide after he was beaten by a Bastard country's (India) Bastard, dog-breath army. The papers used the word 'allegedly' what a cruel word to use when talking about a 15 year old boy that is dead. 15. YEARS. OLD 3/?

At 15, one hasn't even discovered his/her favourite food let alone what they'd like to do when they grow up? Would Yawar want to be a Doctor, specifically an opthamologist (treat Kashmir's pellet gun victims who have had to bow down to the braille system or would he wan't to 4/?

open a tattoo parlour in Pulwama ? 'Yawar's Ink Palace' ? Who knows the possibilities could have been endless but India, the bastards they are took that shot and his life away from him and his family. We are left mourning boys whose faces we don't know and who don't live past 5/?

the age of 25. What is this life ? Do you know God's email or something, I'd like to just have a word and ask a date, time, month that this ongoing blatant oppression from India will stop. I need a date. You need to stop becoming a graveyard for the young where the old are 6/?

are left in a perpetual state of mourning. This is no life. I am either overcome by hate and disgust or sadness and melancholy. I walk by a store in the mall, they play some tuneless Bollywood song and my ears want to go deaf. I walk past an Indian restaurant and my stomach 7/?

lurches and I suddenly want to regurgitate the contents of my hardly touched lunch. Anyway, Kashmir these letters are not to hold you responsible I just feel powerless that you are essentially going through hell and I can't help ease any of your miseries. My eyes still hurt. 8/?

I bought some eye drops that I thought would reduce the burn, it did to some extent. My heart on the other hand, there isn't any drops for that. An antacid perhaps ? It was the TV sitcom F.R.I.E.N.D.S 25th anniversary the other day. I still don't quite understand the point 9/?

of that show completely, it's slapstick and silly but 10 seasons worth? Where they create problems and mediocre jokes and that was the most 'defining show' of a generation? Sad, I know. I prefer 'How I met your mother'. It was funnier. Kashmir, hang in there for me. Please 10/10

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