Kashmir needs one hell of weeping

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Kashmir, mumbled, the unkempt gray-haired sage of Anantnag, needs a nurse, a big towel to soak tears and a lot of loud cries and weeping. One understands the first two, a nurse who would heal physical, emotional and psychological wounds, the towel to dry moist eyes that capture horrible pictures. But then loud weeping. Is it a therapy? One wonders. The sage blurts out, "Actually no one is weeping loudly to get heard by Gods. That is why he does not come to the rescue of His people". He would have indeed come to the aid of the Surat tourist Bhavika who froze on the fateful day her child got killed in an attack on Srinagar suburbs. He would have extended a helping hand to eight-year old Rajdip whose father's body is being stitched inside the hospital and he is tirelessly punching his cellphone....