A group of young Kashmiri performing artists enact a performance in the heart of Srinagar, while some onlookers look on and some feebly participate. The essay is a recollection of the act by an Imphal based playwright BemBem on her experience with Noon Tueth, and some more experiences related to it.
Who says snow is not political? A snowman is always a militant. The unending carpet spread over gaam-o-shehar is a slogan in itself. Sheeni jung is a net practice for stone throwing. In our national consciousness, snow is as sacred as what brings it, Wande.