"Let your children eat blood soaked rice of their dead father. They will find it very tasty."
These were exact words of young Kashmiri Muslim militants of JKLF, who had shot dead BK Ganjoo sahab on 19th March (yesterday) in the year 1990.
BK Ganjoo Sahab's brutal killing is a story of betrayal, which is known to every Kashmiri Muslim of my father's generation and yet there is hardly any collective sense of shame & guilt. Ganjoo Sahab was telecommunications engineer, who was killed at peak of forced Pundit exodus.
Ganjoo Sahab was killed only because JKLF wanted to kill any random Kashmiri Pundit in a brutal way to create fear psychosis in minds of terrified micro minority community of our Kashmiri Pundit biradari. Sad part is that Ganjoo Sahab's own Kashmiri Muslim neighbors betrayed him
When Ganjoo Sahab's wife saw ominous looking gunmen reach her house, she hid Ganjoo Sahab in rice drum on top floor and told gunmen that there is no man in house. But her kashmiri Muslim neighbor, who had seen her hide Ganjoo Sahab revealed his hiding to militants.
Militants, who were all Kashmiri Muslim young men, ran on top floor and emptied their guns on Ganjoo Sahab. When wailing Mrs. Ganjoo told them to all all other family members too, the Kashmiri Muslim militants laughed & said, if we kill you, who will weep on his death.
In ghastly limit of barbarism, young Kashmiri Muslim militants tried to forcibly feed (Ganjoo Sahab's) blood soaked rice to his wife and mocked her & said that she should cook this blood soaked rice and feed it to her children, who will find it very tasty.
This is a true story of shame for our Kashmiri Muslim community. But it needs to be told. I want my father's generation to have at least an ounce of guilt and regret for what they did. Price of their un-islamic sins was paid by my and subsequent generation of Kashmiri Muslims.
"Blood soaked rice" will always remain a dagger of shame and sin in collective conscience of my Kashmiri Muslim community. I am only trying to atone for sins of my people in my own small and humble way.
I am so so sorry Ganjoo Sahab.
We failed you 🙏
• • •
Missing some Tweet in this thread? You can try to
force a refresh
Reason, I suspect hacking by Pakistan's ISPR because my name was put in "hit list" of "Kashmir Fight" blog, 2 years ago that had called many Kashmiris as traitors, who were later assassinated by Pakistani terrorists. The blog has been taken down since.
Here is my name highlighted on "hit list" of "Kashmir Fight Blog" that was prepared by THE RESISTANCE FRONT (TRF), umbrella organization of all terrorist organizations operating in Kashmir.
I am NOT General Secretary of PDP party of Ms. Mehbooba Mufti. It is political party of Upper Caste Muslims/, who have been historically exploiting Pasmanda Caste Muslims & generally have hate for Non Muslims, especially Pandits.
I am General Secretary of People's Democratic Front (PDF) Secular. Our party stands for secular and inclusive Kashmir of all religions and for empowering Pasmanda Caste Kashmiri Muslims like Watals, Hajjams, Hanjs, Chopans,Gojree's as well as our Gujjar & Bakarwal Muslims.
It is important for me to speak TRUTH about sins of my father's generation, against our Kashmiri Pandit biradari as a member of mainstream Kashmiri politics to give credibility to FACT that Kashmiri Pandits did not "migrate" but they were violently & humiliatingly thrown out.
SANGRAMPORA KASHMIRI PANDIT MASSACRE
As child,I am personal witness to Sangrampora massacre of 1997,when 2 Pakistani terrorists with help of local Kashmiri Muslims killed 7 Kashmiri Pundits including my school Master Avtar Krishan Panditaji, by brutally gunning him on his face.
In this photo, the handsome gentleman in black muflar on right is my school teacher, late Shaheed Master Avtar Krishan Pandita and on his left side is his paternal brother Chuni Lal Bhat from Lalpora Tangmarg, who fortunately survived the massacre and is still alive today.
Brutal killings in Sangrampora happened on 21st March, 1997 on day of Navroz.I couldn't do anything at that time, but this guilt stayed with me forever.Surviving Pundit families were moved to safer location and when I grew older,I made habit of visiting them every year on Navroz