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Over the past 16 days I have tried to read and listen to as many opinions as I could. Both in favour and against the scrapping of #Article370 irrespective of my personal belief and views on the matter.

Although, honestly I am not sure if I have any. Its two weeks and having heard both sides I am still divided. But what's weird, is there are only 3 men from Kashmir I personally know who I have had discussions in the past. All three of them are moderate in their beliefs and considerate towards other communities as well unlike how many would like them to be portrayed, but today I don't see either of them supporting what's going on. They are the people who have lived in Kashmir and know ground realities better than many of us will ever know.

I might not have the knowledge, experience and expertise to speak on such matters but  reading School time textbooks on Politics offlate just made me feel their voices need to be heard. That's the least we could do. Before we shape their destiny, they deserve to have a say. I don't know much but I guess that's something we teach our kids in school. Equality and Freedom is what we stand for as a democracy. Don't we?

The way men in our army has suffered is beyond repair. Pain of refugees is real too. But as somebody ordinary who doesn't understand much, my only concern is in any case, whether we take up the army, refugees, or the local Kashmiris it's the common man that suffers.

If this is a permanent solution with temporary troubles? I am not sure and I don't think many of us are. 

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  1. As an individual we may have different views on Article 370,but making up our minds based on what media tell us might not be the good idea. People who live there are the only one who exactly know what are the situation over there, we might not be.
    Vaishnavi, your views on this matter seems to be mature and unbiased.

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    1. Thank you so much Rajani for reading and yes I indeed do agree with you on that.

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