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A lone women's voice climbed into the sky, eerily high, raw pain driven through it like a pike.
Ro rah hai yeh zameen! Ro raha hai asmaan...
Another joined in and then another:
This earth, she weeps! The heavens too...
The birds stopped their twittering for a while and listened, beady-eyed, to humanising. Street dogs slouched past checkposts unchecked, their heartbeats rock steady. Kites and griffons circled the thermals, drifting lazily back and forth across the Line of Control, just to mock the tiny clot of humans gathered down below.
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