Char Chinar, also sometimes rendered Char Chinari, Ropa Lank, or Rupa Lank, is an island in Dal Lake, Srinagar, Kashmir India. Dal Lake includes 3 islands, 2 of which are marked with beautiful Chinar trees. The island located on the Bod Dal is known as Rupa Lank (Silver Island), it is marked with the presence of majestic Chinar trees at the four corners, thus known as Char-Chinari (Four Chinars). Murad Baksh, brother of the Mughal emperor Aurangzeb, constructed the Rupa Lank. The second Chinar Island, known as Sona Lanka (Gold Island), is located on the Lokut Dal, and over looks the holy shrine of Hazratbal. Chinar trees characteristically grow in Eastern Himalayas. They have been an important part of Kashmiri tradition, in that, a Chinar tree is found in almost every village in Kashmir. These trees have survived for ages, because Chinar is basically a long-living tree. It spreads wide across a region of cool climate with sufficient water. The tree has several properties - leaves and bark are used as medicine, the wood, known as lace wood has been used for delicate furniture and the twigs and roots are used for making dyes.
10 weeks ago I joined mirakee & uploaded my first post... I didn't expected I will get this love & support from you guys. Thanks for all the love & support guys. I gained 1k followers in a less amount of time.. Being honest,I don't post my own things,I just post what I love...I copy paste things... I post about the old poets, beautiful places & Social issues so that people will be aware of it too. I mean I can post but I just want to aware people about the other things too
Zinda Kaul, fondly known as Masterji, was the first Kashmiri poet to win the Sahitya Akademi Award for his poetry collection, Sumran. Greatly influenced by Lal Ded, he mainly wrote on devotion and philosophy. He composed poems in Persian, Hindi, Urdu and Kashmiri, and also translated Kashmiri works into English, Persian and Devnagri. His death in 1965 was considered to be a monumental loss to the Kashmiri literary world. #kashmir#poetry#poet#kashmiriwriter#jammu#kashmir#oldpoets#keepsupporting#followformore#jammukashmir
The first Kashmiri woman to win the acclaimed Sahitya Akademi Award, Naseem Shafaie is one of the most popular contemporary Kashmiri poets. Her poems have been translated in English, German, Italian, Korean, English, Urdu, Kannada, Tamil, Marathi and Telugu. She rose to fame with her poetry, which spoke of the Kashmir atrocities from a woman’s perspective. Her poetic style is one that combines honesty with nostalgia, and always manages to leave an impression on those who read it. #kashmir#kashmiri#poetry#poetess#love#nature#peace#kashmiriwriter#jammu
You always scold me whenever I call u DAD . Don't want to annoy u today .. Dear Abbu Jaan .. I love you and you know that more than me.. Remember when I was a kid and u come home after a hectic day. You run towards me and I let u chase me. My brother always envy me .. that u loves her more than your son. You fish out some chocolates from your magical pocket. Give a kiss to me and then to my brother. You always quote these words " RESPECT YOUR SISTER , LOVE AND TRUST HER, WE DON'T KNOW WHAT'S WRITTEN IN HER FATE. YOU WILL ALWAYS BE WITH ME. BUT I CAN'T HIDE HER. EVEN IF I TRY TO .. SHE WILL HAVE TO LEAVE ME ONE DAY. DON'T BE RUDE TO HER. I LOVE YOU BOTH THE SAME. BUT SHE IS THAT FLOWER OF MY GARDEN WHICH WILL BE PLUCKED OUT ONE DAY. WHILE YOU WILL BE ALWAYS THE KING OF THAT GARDEN." At that time I use to giggle at your words . But now as the time is passing by .. Just thinking of leaving u pains my heart. Remember that day when I passed my first board examination. You were this much happy and proud that u distributed sweets all around our neighborhood. You gave me surprise dinner. In which I ate that tasty (salt-less) biryani made of your hands. And also those(burnt) chapatis with ur special (Kebabs). That day I didn't devour the food . I devour each and every spoon of your LOVE. The days when I got betrayed from my best friends. I was so depressed . I always cry. You come to my room 4 to 5 times in night to check if I'm OKAY. You were afraid that I will take a big step. You never left me alone at that time. You sing 90's Ghazals to sooth me and they work like lullabies for me. Now, you are not even able to eat. This much weak that even if u try to walk u faint. It takes u too much courage and difficulty to inhale a single breath. For each breath you are fighting. I can't see your pale face. Your shivering lips when u try to talk. Doctor says your heart is weak. I think your daughter is weak that's why your heart gets weak. I want my HERO back. All strong and brave. Just get up and see your daughter whom u call my BEAUTIFUL PRINCESS is really turning into an UGLY WITCH. Don't do this to her. Be with her. Love her, cheer her up. She wants YOU. She is tired of giving hope and a shoulder to cry to your PRETTY WIFE your JAN E MAN . I just know one thing... "YOU WILL NOT GIVE UP. NOTHING CAN MAKE YOU WEAK. YOU WILL AGAIN SMILE AND TELL JOKES TO US. U CAN DO THIS . AND I BELIEVE IT."
You are my Sunshine You are my Moonbeam You are my Wish You are my Hope You are my Breath You are my Smile You are my Pearl You are my Diamond You are my Shield You are my Soul You are my Heart You are my Love You are my Lifeline You are my Everything You Are ME I'm YOU WE are ONE ...