Migration is a sacred act.

Gowher: Mahaj Wattal, Dont get charged with communal frenzy. Floods in Kashmir are over. But Garmi of Jammu is a continuous cycle. It will never leave you. Trust me. Enjoy Migrant fund and Shiv Sena paw bhaajis.

Unquote: Malik Gowher Sahab, your comment is not in good taste. It is tantamount to blasphemy. Our great prophets and Autar

migrated and left behind ‘sonet’ for we the ordinary souls to follow Their life style. While I migrated at the behest of my Muslim brethren, I only followed ‘Sonet’.

You rightly said in the next comment that we Kashmiri Muslims and Kashmiri Pundits are brothers. I 100 % agree with you. Our

blood group is same. We are descends of the same progeny.

Lord Rama was sent into exile by His own mother Kekie. He went into exile to leave behind a lesson for we the ordinary souls

that Mother’s orders are final and must be implemented at any cost.

Pandavs were sent into exile by their own cousin Dharyodhan. It is a lesson against gambling.

Prophet Mohammad was chased from Mecca to Medina by His own people from Quresh dynasty. He once unbuttoned his shirt to receive hot and breeze from His hometown Mecca.

He suffered the horrible blistering heat of the desert in exile when there were no coolers, Air-conditioning gadgets, fridge etc.

Your calendar is based on the day of His Hijrat. He went into exile to leave behind a lesson for us the ordinary souls that when there is danger to one’s life from one’s own people, one must migrate.

My migration is a sacred act of following ‘Sonet’. I migrated because my own brethren hounded me out.

Dear Malik Gowhar Sahab, kindly don’t rejoice our suffering due to heat waves. Allah has provided us with gadgets like AC,

fridge, fans, coolers, air-conditioned cars, air-conditioned buildings and air-conditioned school buildings, air-conditioned hospitals that were not existent when Islamic calendar started. I get pained to imagine what my beloved Prophet may have suffered in absence of these gadgets.

One thing is common in all the above mentioned migrations. All were hounded out by Their own people and I am not an exception.

The biggest achievement of our migration is that masks vanished and real faces appeared on the scene. One could easily differentiate between the real and the fake friend. Only a few turned out to be friends when tested on the touchstone of the proverb ' a friend in need is a friend indeed'. A man of great integrity was shocked when one of his beneficiaries accused him of being a cheat. He was hit more by the man who accused him than the tormentors who were after his blood.

Blood relations-brothers & sisters with financial and material edge over the other preferred to distance themselves from lesser privileged ones.