I am just another guy in kashmir. I love my culture, I love the wazwan, I love meadows of Gulmarg. I wish i could live without fear, fear of a militry woal (read military) and so of other elements. I wish i could go out in the evening, like it used to be a decade and a half back. Life is at a stand still in kashmir, i wonder if we are going to come out of this misery any sooner. Lots of CBMs and lots of peace talks, and the end result, just another killing, just another grenade, just another house set on fire, just another casualty…