There’s a peculiar pull that some places have- a quiet whisper that tugs at your heartstrings, asking you to come closer. For me, that place was Kashmir. It wasn’t just a destination; it was a dream, woven into the stories my grandmother used to tell of valleys that

Vikas had visited Kashmir years ago with his friends and enjoyed the carefree adventures of youth. But this time, as he planned a family trip with his wife and kids, his excitement was on a different level. He kept on sharing his youthful encounters as he roamed the familiar streets