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                                                             married. “I and Hajira went shopping  Khayal and Shafi Shaida. He had lost
                                                             for the bride. He was getting engaged his  job  in  Radio Kashmir during
                                                             next week,” says Syeda, Aijaz’s aunt. Ghulam Muhammad Bakhshi’s regime
                                                                                      over a  programme that  irked the
                                                             In the morning of September 29
                                                                                      government. Mahajan joined Hamdard
                                                             1992, the family heard a crackdown
                                                                                      and later Daily Aftab. He also owned a
                                                             announcement from nearby Tarabal
                                                                                      bookshop – MB booksellers.
                                                             area.  Mahajan  decided  to  stay
                                                             indoors and asked Aijaz to stay in too. The tragedy left three women in their
                                                                                      house. Firdousa, and her husband
                                                             The  crackdown   was  over  by
                                                                                      Mohammad Ashraf Khan who was also
                                                             afternoon, paramilitary men boarded
                                                                                      brother  of  Sakeena  shifted  to
                                                             vehicle to   leave,  when  militants
                                                                                      Mahajan’s house along with their three
                                                             opened fire. Agitated troopers started
                                                                                      daughters.
                                                                              beating
                                                                                      “My mother went numb like a corpse.
                                                                                      We pretended to be happy for each
                                                                                      another  but  happiness was  long
                                                                                      gone,” Firdousa says.
                                               Exhausted, Hajira   people and dragged them out of their
                              “They  moves towards her house to share the  homes.     After  three  years  in  the  house,
           have killed Naen Soeb” Ghulam Nabi  grief with her injured husband. Hajra   Firdousa and her huband moved back
                                                            Mahajan was working in his room on
           Mahajan yelled to his wife Hajra as he  thought he would be fine – fine enough   to their house. Hajira too moved with
                                                            the top floor when he saw troops
           opened the door of his house. And   to share her grief with. As she opens   them and never visited her house
                                                            dragging out people. He took it as a
           Hajira ran out,   barefoot, gasping.  the door of the house, she finds him   during her eight year stay at   her
                                                            crackdown and decided to come out
           Fearful   eyes   peeping   from  dead, unattended.                         daughter’s  place.  She  was  only
                                                            with his son to avoid any beating and
           windowpanes, guns from the nearby                                          brought there in 2001 for her funeral.
                                   In her rush to run for her son, Hajra had  humiliation. Mahajan went downstairs
           bunker following her steps – as she                                        After Hajira’s death the house was sold
                                   not noticed Mahajan falling soon after  asked Aijaz to come out too. The two
           ran through the deserted street, past
                                   he yelled. He had been shot too.  were  heading out  when  Mahajan   to  a  neighbour  along  with  the
           her 70 year old husband.                                                   belongings of the family.
                                   A renowned calligrapher of valley, Ali   returned to give keys to Hajira in case
           The 66 year old Hajira reached her son           she needed it during house search by
                                   Mohammad Mahajan worked working                    “We didn’t take out a single thing from
           Aijaz, 26, who has been fired at in the           troops.
                                   with Urdu newspaper Hamadard and                   that house except the photo albums.
           eyes. Taking his bruised head in her                                       Later we burnt   them  too  as  the
                                   the Daily Aftab. A resident of Braripora,  By then Aijaz was out in the street.
           lap and listening to his groans pleaded
                                   Nawakadal in Srinagar, he lived with   “First he was beaten and then they   memories were too painful. We never
           him to hold his breath, till she found
                                   his wife Hajira and two sons.  fired him in his eye and he fell. When   look at the house when we pass by that
           help. “Oh my neighbours. Wouldn’t                                          street,” says Sakeena.
                                   The family met its first tragedy on May   Mahajan Sahab opened the door he
           you come out. They killed my one
                                   21, 1990 when elder son Mohammad   saw his son lying flat on ground. He   Sakeena and Tanveer live in a house
           more son today,” Hajra yells. None
                                   Amin returning from a funeral of a   turned back and screamed come ‘they   constructed by Sakeena’s brothers at
           dares to come out. With tears rolling
                                   friend’s  daughter  received  bullets   killed our Nann Seab (Aijaz’s pet   Sadrabal. Tanveer got a job under SRO
           effortlessly, she takes off her head
                                                            name) too, but then he too was fired in
                                   when security forces opened fire on                 43 some years back and Foziya is
           cloth, puts it on Aijaz’s face, crying,
                                   Mirwaiz  Molvi  Farooq’s  funeral   his head and he fell down on the door.   married and settled in Malaysia.
           collapsing and caressing her son like
                                   procession.              His cap fell from his head,” recalls
           never before.                                                              After her first son’s death Hajira would
                                   Foziya was in 8th and Tanveer in 2nd  Abdul Rehman.
                                                                                      often cry and say that there can be
           An hour passes, Hajira’s attempts do standard. The same day, Amin’s uncle
                                                            For more than two hours the bodies lay  nothing more tragic than his death.
           not stop but Aijaz’s breath does.  Ghulam Mohi-ud-Din Mahajan died of
           “She was like a meatch (insane), she             unmoved. Sakeena and Foziya were   She didn’t know there was something
                                   shock.
           ran  around  his  body for  several              crying over Mahajans body and Hajira   that will turn her into a living corpse.
                                   After his shock Mahajan continued to  was running between the two bodies.
           minutes, barefooted, bareheaded, I
                                   work at the age of 68 to feed his son’s   At dusk the bodies were taken to police “My  mother left  silently.  She was
           thought she lost her senses,” says
                                                            control room, “It was around 9 pm and  numb. I don’t know what was going on
                                   widow and two orphans, “He never
           their neighbour Abdul Rehman, who                                          within her. She never complained after
                                   cried in front of his children but he was   some neighbour called me and I was
           witnessed the ordeal from her house.
                                   broken  within,”  recalls  Mahajan’s   taken there in a police vehicle. When I  that – went where ever she was taken. I
           Troopers fire towards her trying to               reached there I saw people taking out  don’t know if she needed anything.
                                   daughter Firdousa.
           silence Hajira’s wails which only grow           their dead bodies,” recalls Firdousa.  May be she wanted to cry but could not
                                   Younger son Aijaz started a business   Mahajan was a favourite calligrapher
           louder. And louder.                                                        pour out her heart,” Firdousa says.
                                   and the family was planning to get him  of eminent writers like Ghulam Nabi
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