{"id":6185,"date":"2016-03-01T09:15:33","date_gmt":"2016-03-01T03:45:33","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/13.201.39.237\/?p=6185"},"modified":"2016-03-01T09:15:33","modified_gmt":"2016-03-01T03:45:33","slug":"what-we-learn-about-kashmir-from-agha-shahid-alis-haunting-poetry","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/13.207.105.184\/?p=6185","title":{"rendered":"What We Learn About Kashmir From Agha Shahid Ali\u2019s Haunting Poetry"},"content":{"rendered":"\n“E<\/span>verything is finished, nothing remains.\u201d<\/em>\nI must force silence to be a mirror<\/em>\nto see his voice again for directions.<\/em>\nFire runs in waves. Should I cross that river?<\/em>\nEach post office is boarded up. Who will deliver<\/em>\nparchment cut in paisleys, my news to prisons?<\/em>\nOnly silence can now trace my letters<\/em>\nto him. Or in a dead office the dark panes.<\/em>\n\nI first came across these lines in Kashmiri-American poet, Agha Shahid Ali\u2019s collection The Country Without a Post Office<\/em> in 2016 when a group of \u201canti-national<\/a>\u201d JNU students had gathered to protest the executions of Afzal Guru and Maqbool Bhat. They had named their event<\/a> \u201cA Country Without a Post Office\u201d. I was so intrigued by the title that it led me to seek out Ali\u2019s poetry. In my search, I didn\u2019t just stumble upon a poet, but also an idea of Kashmir that isn\u2019t otherwise available.\n\nIn a Scroll<\/a> piece, writer Radhika Oberoi introduces this Kashmir<\/a>, \u201cKashmir, in Agha Shahid Ali\u2019s poetry, is in the saturated colours of a postcard; it is also the monochromatic desolation of mourners, sentries in bunkers, the coal of burning leaves. To read the cluster of poems that belongs to The Country Without a Post Office, first published in 1997, is to walk through the \u2018rubble of downtown Srinagar\u2019 in a stupor, and witness its devastation in extravagant verse, swollen with grief.\u201d\n\nBorn in New Delhi on February 4, 1949, Ali spent most of his childhood in Kashmir, starting to write poems when he was only 12 years old. Although he moved to America in 1976 to pursue higher education, he continued visiting his parents<\/a> in Srinagar every summer. After earning a PhD in English from Pennsylvania State University and a MFA from the University of Arizona, Ali went on to publish a number of books, which include Half-Inch Himalayas<\/em> (1987), A Walk Through The Yellow Pages <\/em>(1987), A Nostalgist\u2019s Map of America<\/em> (1991), Rooms Are Never Finished<\/em> (2001), Call Me Ishmael Tonight<\/em>, and a posthumously collected volume, The Veiled Suite (2009). Besides, he also translated Faiz Ahmed Faiz\u2019s poetry in English (The Rebel\u2019s Silhouette; Selected Poems<\/em>) and compiled a volume of ghazals<\/a> in English (Ravishing DisUnities<\/em>).\n\n

In my search, I didn\u2019t just stumble upon a poet, but also an idea of Kashmir that isn\u2019t otherwise available.<\/p><\/blockquote> \n\nIt wouldn\u2019t be inaccurate to say that an individual\u2019s ideals and beliefs are greatly influenced by the culture in which they are brought up \u2013 it was no different for Ali. Brought up in a secular household, his poems explore themes of motherland<\/a> and how strife sullies the idea of it. The summer of 1989 for instance, was different for Kashmir as it was for him. After the allegedly rigged elections of the previous year choked dissent and paved the way for armed resistance in the valley, Ali\u2019s poetry acquired even greater meaning. He was the lone voice that became the wounded cry of his people, capturing the brutal atmosphere of violence, arson, and political storm. His observations were impassioned and ironic, instructive as well as perceptive. In his poem, \u201cParadise On Earth Becomes Hell,\u201d he wrote about the helplessness of the situation while invoking Begum Akhtar:\n\nIt was \u201989, the stones were not far, signs of change everywhere (Kashmir would soon be in literal flames)\u2026 <\/em>\nI shelve \u201cMemory\u201d to hear Begum Akhtar enclose \u2014 in Raga Jogia \u2014 the wound-cry of the gazelle:<\/em>\n\u201cNot all, no, only a few returns as the rose<\/em>\nor the tulip.\u201d That ghazal held under her spell.<\/em>\nBut when you welcomed me in later summers to Kashmir,<\/em>\nevery headline read: PARADISE ON EARTH BECOMES HELL<\/em>.\n\nOberoi further expands on Ali\u2019s interpretation of Kashmir, \u201cThe poet\u2019s Kashmir is a broken promise; it is the Jhelum<\/a> that carries a dismembered body, Zero Bridge and Zero Taxi Stand, the songs of Habba Khatun, Gupkar Road and Residency Road, the Times of Rain. The poet\u2019s Kashmir is a geopolitical vision, revisited in memory, its horrors an image of graphic beauty.\u201d You see, even as landscapes of America and India, New Delhi and Brazil, Uruguay and Chechnya jostle for space in his poetry, his words are always grounded in Kashmir. A deep sense of loss echoes through the litany of references about his homeland in his poetry. Consider this excerpt from The Bless\u00e9d Word: A Prologue<\/em> for instance:\n\nLet me cry out in that void, say it as I can.<\/em>\nI write on that void: Kashmir,<\/em>\nKaschmir, Cashmere, Qashmir, Cashmere, Qashmir, Cashmir, Cashmire,<\/em>\nKashmere, Cachemire, Cushmeer, Cachmiere, Ca\u0161mir. Or Cauchemar in<\/em>\na sea of stories? Or: Kacmir, Kaschemir, Kasmere, Kachmire, Kasmir.<\/em>\nKerseymere?<\/em>\n\n

It wouldn\u2019t be inaccurate to say that an individual\u2019s ideals and beliefs are greatly influenced by the culture in which they are brought up \u2013 it was no different for Ali.<\/p><\/blockquote> \n\nAli wrote about the Kashmiris who became the victims of Indian military forces, giving a peek into a world where citizens are routinely interrogated to prove their patriotism<\/a> and where carrying identity cards is second nature. In \u201cDear Shahid,\u201d he hauntingly captures the horrors of such oppression, \u201cEveryone carries his address in his pocket \/ At least his body will reach home.\u201d<\/em> Over the years, Ali\u2019s words are a helpful reminder of\u00a0 the close link that exists between language, literature and history, especially in times of crisis.\n\nWhile recounting the poet\u2019s last days in his eulogy The Ghat of the Only World: Agha Shahid Ali in Brooklyn<\/a><\/em>, author Amitav Ghosh, a dear friend of Ali, states that he nursed a desire to return to Kashmir. Ultimately, he was laid to rest in Northampton, in the vicinity of Amherst, a town sacred to the memory of his beloved Emily Dickinson. He died young at the age of 52 and on his grave is written:\n\nThey ask me to tell them what Shahid means: Listen, listen <\/em>\nIt means \u201cThe Beloved\u201d in Persian, \u201cwitness\u201d in Arabic<\/em>\n\nToday, it\u2019s been six months since the abrogation of Section 370 in Kashmir<\/a> that culminated in an internet shutdown<\/a>. Kashmiri voices continue to be silenced today as they were back in Ali\u2019s days. Perhaps, Ali\u2019s writing has never been more relevant \u2013 Kashmir has never needed a witness as urgently as it does now.\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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