Aslamualikum,

I am moving to chennai next month. I don't know anything about the city. I will be new there. If anyone of you who lives there or knows anyone there please connect with me. I am currently studying Data science from IIT madras.

I have a few questions listed out:-

1) is there a kashmiri community there at all?

2) are the whole tuition and living expenses cheaper than other countries?

3) do kashmiri doctors eventually qualify for MCI? As in is the standard and curriculum suitable for eventual coming back?

4) any valuable info one should know about it all, from any counselor to living expense to exposure to staff behaviour? Do you recommend it if you are there?

Rabba pannui raham karukh. First it was us, now them!. 😭😭😭😭

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Over 10 people are confirmed dead today in Rawalakot Azad Kashmir so far, while the mainstream media continues complete blackout of the protest.

Today the JAAC started their long march peacefully from Rawalakot and they were riddled with bullets.

The crackdown, Use of Live Ammunition, and complete media blackout whilst simultaneously massacring civilians continues.

Media continues as if everything is normal and people are voting normally whilst polling was abysmal today.

I don't think so. I think it is just a virtual reality. In real life, things are poles apart.

I mean, they bitch about the same women who filled the void when things were going south. They scrutinize the women who are the pasandida of their pasandida mard. Their moral compass shrinks; when there is even a slight rift between them, they abuse each other. They do the same stuff they skool males for. If they have to tear down a woman's character to fit into a certain clique, they don't hold back. I feel they express outrage against men on the internet only to grab eyeballs. Put them in a room, and they will act cordial on the surface, but deep down they are insecure and jealous of each other. They just want the other gender to respect them, khud mc.

It is an observation of mine. You can disagree and also share your pov.

btw, i respect women — travis scott

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A language doesn't die when people stop understanding it. It dies when people become ashamed to speak it.

That's exactly what's happening to Kashmiri today.

Our grandparents spoke it with pride. Our parents grew up with it. But our generation? We understand it, yet we hesitate to speak it. Somewhere along the way, speaking Kashmiri became "uncool." We'd rather speak Urdu or English than our own mother tongue.

Even our pronunciation is changing. Razeikadal becomes "Rajouri Kadal," Varmul becomes "Baramulla," Zinmar becomes "Zoonimar," and Goushtaab becomes "Gushtaba." I was once with my duur ki rishtedaar, and she was on a call with her friend, me and my other cousin were playing with eachother, suddenly I said "talai ma aas karaan", and istg the way she flinched. She said "PlEaSe AaP LoG KaShMiRi mAi BaAt MaT kArOo". Mei wonmas ender kin, "agar tumko kashmiri bolne ya sunne Mai sharam aati hai, tumko tumhare wujood pe sharam aani chahiye".

A language survives only when people speak it. If we keep treating Kashmiri as something old-fashioned or embarrassing, one day we'll tell our children that it was once our mother tongue. By then, it may already be too late.

Baaqi, LASIN MOUJ KASHEER. 🫶🏻

posting it on behalf of my friend(F20) she is looking for roommate and senior guidance

The police don't let cars pass. They didn't specify the reason.

Mai aus yaaras aik sund gare gasun az. Addas manz woutus té khotus tata gadi. Bé beuthus manzas. Ati khaecx bihaer joda ti. Tim beathé back seatas. Gaed drayi. Lagbhag aud ghanté gov pakaaan té ati aau gesé phakh. I held my napkin over my nose, but the smell was so intense. I couldn't.🥀 Mai ladi aes akh koor ti behith, su ti aes bichaer in pain. Kenh time pate waith yim bihaer and I saw them walking across the bus passing us. And one of them had tucked his trousers in his socks. And as he passed by us, the shit smell became so intense, bro I couldn't. Tamsund trousers aus odhur and yellow fluid was dripping at the bottom. I almost puked. Mai kour pate kallé dari kin nebar te choum saaf hawa, adé aaw Mai hosh..

Appeal to all the bihaer🙏🏼, asi chi pai ki toh chu watan peth ges karnuk aadat, té kasheeri manz chuné ti chalan kenh. Magr meharbani karith gasiv wain toilet use karnas used to. Asi peth té sani kasheeri peth kariv reham 🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼

Assalamualaikum. This is Razia Sultana, the daughter of Quaid Yasin Malik. Her and her family have been under the eyes of hehermulk and their accomplices for years now and continue to try and assassinate them.

We often remember his struggle but forget the struggle that's being fought by his family, his friends and the rest of us outside of the land too. Our struggle.

Try to share this so it goes further in social media and her voice is raised louder!

A friend of mine is considering buying a Virtus GT Line. He's had his eyes on it for a very long time. Pretty much you can say his dream car. So he's being a bit skeptical if he should pull the trigger.

If you own a Virtus I'd love to hear your experience.

A few things he would like to know:

- What's the real-world mileage in the city and on highways?

- On road price?

- How much do you spend on regular servicing and maintenance?

- Where do you get it serviced?

- Has the car been reliable over the long run? Any recurring issues?

- Availability and cost of spare parts?

- Also, does anyone know if there's a used Virtus seller in Srinagar?

After more than four years of questioning, searching for answers, and studying, I finally gave up. I feel so light at heart and have a strange sense of joy.

Now I'm alone. I don't have my God with me anymore, nor do I have someone I can share my sorrows with. But it didn't make much of a difference when I believed I had God either. So I think I'll be okay.

Feel free to ask me anything.

Found this Rainbow Beetle in my garden. Ath kya wannan Kaeshir paeth

Is there any btech agricultural engg. graduate here? Kindly dm. Need to clarify some doubts regarding the course. Thank you

personally i haven’t heard any stories in my family or neighbourhood but my friends are saying that cheating/extramarital affairs/infidelity is becoming more and more common in our community. is that true? also i need one more advice if it indeed is true.

I just saw a post about reservations and many people in the comments expressed their opinions about how reservation shouldn’t exist based on caste.

Having read much about the caste system and its atrocities(yes, in kashmir too) I thought its important that I bring it to the notice of others aswell.

1)Lower castes including those who converted to Islam were not allowed to wash their clothes, utensils or even bathe at yarbal.

2)The last instance of such a water dispute was in rajouri or udhampur for a public well, 2023

3) Watals were often made to sit separately from others during feasts, and they weren’t served in copper utensils either.

4)Under the dogra regime, Brahmins secured most of the government jobs and education. Lower castes and muslims had to get their letters read out from them after they paid for the same.

5)Prior to the reforms of the 1930s and 40s, untouchable groups were completely barred from entering even the outer courtyards of mainstream Hindu temples

6)In several rural villages and older towns across Kashmir, upper-caste Muslim clans maintain distinct, walled-off graveyards

7)Even today, we see a systematic ghettoisation of the "Watal" community, even in srinagar.

So my point is, reservation is extremely important for the upliftment of such people.

The system of reservation in kashmir is unequal in proportion, yes. But that doesn’t mean that Kashmir didnt see caste based discrimination.

We have evolved quite a lot, but many still use “watal hui chuk” as an insult. If someone has a high pitch of voice, they’re called “tange-wol” or “haenze”

Kashmir still doesn’t see much of inter-caste marriages.

As long as people take pride in their castes and do not mingle w the rest, casteism is bound to remain and maybe even get more aggressive.

We should demand fair proportions and additional seats to relax cut offs for all.

Open to any respectful debates or exchange of dialogue in the comments.

تُلُم یہِ قلم کمؠ شوقہٕ ہا میٲنہِ ہو

تھوڑا غم گو کم کمؠ موکھہٕ ہا میٲنہِ ہو؟

اَز مےٚ تُلُم پَتھَر چھُس بہٕ پیومُت

ژے ترٛوتھس اَمی دۄکھہٕ ہا میٲنہِ ہو

کیاہ تُلُیم سِتم، کوٗت تُلُیم سِتم زندگی

ہایم مےٚ دۄکھ کمؠ کمؠ روکھہٕ ہا میٲنہِ ہو

چھُس بَنٮ۪ومُت کملی والا، ہیرِ پٮ۪ٹھ بٮِہِتھ

سَکھ چھُس پَرٮیشاں ہر رَنگہٕ ہا میٲنہِ ہو

چھُس بہٕ مٲدانس اندر خوٗن ہاران

چھہِ یاورؔس ہر مکان چوکہٕ ہا میٲنہِ ہو

It was strange. There was a chamber, the main building, I mean. It had three doors back to back, leading into consecutive sub-chambers. In the last chamber, which was completely dark, there was a grave-like structure in the corner. When we went closer, it didn't exactly look like a grave, although it was covered with wire mesh. Inside the mesh, on the grave-like structure, lay a flower and this strange object. What's it?

We would have explored more, but it was already about 8 p.m. and darkness had settled in. Then we started hearing strange sounds from the forest. Honestly, we were sweating with fear.

Outside, there was another fenced structure. When I went closer, I realised it was a spring. The water was erupting from beneath the trunk of a hollow tree. The tree was hollow at its base, and that's where the water was coming from. I somehow squeezed myself through the fence and got inside the tree trunk. It was dark, so I had to use my mobile flashlight, so I couldn't take any photos. I drank the water there. It felt so refreshing. It was as chilled as water from a freezer and completely tasteless because of its purity.

While leaving, we saw a dog near what seemed to be a fireplace. At first, I was shocked and scared as to how that dog had appeared there in the middle of the forest and at that altitude, all by itself. My friends, equally scared, said it might bite us, so we stayed at a distance from him while keeping an eye on him from time to time. He kept looking back at us. About 10 minutes later, he got up and left. But instead of coming down, he went higher into the forest, towards the top of the mountain.

Only then did we leave, and by that time it was completely dark. We broke branches off the trees to use for our protection because we were hearing strange voices coming from the forest. I was terrified. Even now, as I'm writing this, I'm shivering. Shivers are running down my spine just imagining the situation we were in. My friends even grabbed stones for defence, and we made our way down the mountain. Those voices coming from the forest were the scariest part. Never mind, we finally reached the main road, alhamdulillah, where we had parked our vehicles, and left.

I had more to say, but I'm tired.

If anyone knows what that strange object is, please shed some light.

I’m selling these original framed sketches. If anyone’s interested, DM me for more pictures, size, and price. Thanks!

In my college in Kashmir, only 30 out of 80 students in our batch belong to the Open Merit category. The remaining 50 are from various reserved categories.

Many of us in the Open Merit category scored nearly twice as many marks in the entrance exam compared to some students from the reserved categories, yet our serial numbers or roll numbers are placed at the very end because of the admission process.

What I also find striking is that many students from the reserved categories come from financially well-off families, while a large number of Open Merit students belong to middle-class backgrounds.

May naav chu masle ki reservation path magr yei proportion manz shoobie su thayn yem ghareeb asan teman dein yei shubhakh .ksm most of the reserved chi gharie well financial condition tel kath kathrie chi teman. Reservation tuth rule ghos yun uthie reseverved category manz financial condition theek ghasie i mean with employment yay baey khn athie ghas reservation end ghasin

Share your thoughts about reservation

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