85 candidates were selected in JKAS 2025 and from the entire Kashmir division , the heartland of this region, the land that has given Jammu & Kashmir its identity, its language, its culture only 12 to 13 names made it to that list. And just 5 to 6 who are Kashmiri speaking Not 60. Not 30. Not even 20. Six. And before you say it’s a coincidence, look at 2021. Look at 2023. Look at the pattern that has been quietly building year after year, result after result, while we stayed silent. These are not just numbers on a government document, these are the children of Kashmir who studied through load-shedding, who prepared without coaching institutes, without networks, without privilege, who sacrificed years of their lives believing that merit would be enough and on result day, their names simply weren’t there. We voted in 2024. We gave our trust, our mandate, our hope to an elected government our own government believing that someone would finally look at these imbalances and feel the weight of them. But today I am asking that government directly where is Kashmir in your priorities? Because when an entire valley of millions produces only 6 civil servants in a combined selection of 85, that is not a failure of our children that is a failure of the system that was supposed to serve them. Share this. Tag your representative. Ask the question out loud because silence at this point is not neutrality. Silence is complicity.
عید فطر آمد و دل زنده شد از نورِ خدا چشمِ جان باز شد از لطفِ جهانآرای ما
روزه چون پرده فروبست ز اسرارِ درون عید آمد که کند فاش، نهانهای بقا
سفرهی لطف گشودهست، بیا ای دلِ شیدا کز کرم، رزق رسد بیطلب از درگهِ ما
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Ramadan Karīm — May the Light of this month bring alleviation where there was distress, clarity where was confusion, courage to what was hiding, depth where numbed and movement to what stagnated; for new beginnings...
Some words of wisdom:
لولا الظروف الصعبة لبقينا نظن أن جميع من حولنا سند
"If it weren't for the difficult times, we'd still be under the delusion that everyone around us will stand by us"
At the end of surah Yusuf, after everything he’d been through, Prophet Yusuf (alayhis salam) simply said:
إِنَّ رَبِّي لَطِيفٌ لِمَا يَشَاءُ
“My Lord is gentle (so subtle, so kind) in the way He brings about whatever He wills.”
And when you look at his life, you understand why he said it with such certainty.
-Thrown into a well by the very brothers who were supposed to protect him.
-Sold for a few coins in a land far from home.
-Falsely accused and dragged off to prison.
-Forgotten there, year after year, while the one person who could free him moved on with his life.
Every single moment looked like disaster.
Every door that closed seemed final.
Yet every single one of those moments was Allah moving him, step by step, toward something greater than he could have imagined: authority in a kingdom, reunion with his family, and the saving of nations from famine.
But here’s the part that hits deepest:
Allah wasn’t only raising Yusuf to a throne. He was polishing his heart.
-The well taught him detachment from the world.
-Slavery taught him humility.
-Prison taught him patience and complete reliance on Allah alone.
-Being forgotten taught him that only Allah never forgets.
By the time he stood in front of his brothers (the same ones who once wanted him gone), there was no anger in his voice, no desire for revenge, no trace of arrogance.
Just full of mercy and forgiveness.
That’s what the fire does when Allah is the One controlling the heat: it doesn’t burn you, it refines you.
So when you’re in your own well right now… when the door feels locked… when people have moved on and it seems like even your dua is forgotten… remember Yusuf (alayhis salam).
What feels like punishment might be preparation.
What feels like delay might be protection.
What feels like breaking might actually be the gentleness of Allah shaping you into someone who can carry the blessings He’s about to give without them destroying you.
He is Al-Lateef.
He works in ways softer than silk, quieter than breath, kinder than we can comprehend.
Trust Him.
You’re not stuck.
You’re being carried.