Fiction
by K. E. Priyamvada
Jul 27, 2024
Has it been eight days or nine, since I was kidnapped? I wondered. I closed my eyes, tried to stretch my aching back, and relived the events of the past few days. They ran through my mind again like a movie—except I couldn’t see any happy ending ahead.It was the summer of 1994. I had arrived in Srinagar, capital of the beautiful state of Jammu & Kashmir, on the 1st of June. I had heard so much about its alpine beauty, lush green valleys, and the flowers which looked even more radiantly co