(contd........)

As days blurred into weeks and the weight of the government's restrictions bore down on
Ahmed and his family, the sense of helplessness only deepened. Each passing moment felt
like an eternity, filled with a palpable fear that hung heavy in the air. The streets of Srinagar
lay silent, a stark reminder of the turmoil that had engulfed their lives.
Amidst the chaos, Ahmed's mother's health continued to deteriorate, her frail form a painful
reminder of the toll the situation was taking on their family. Ahmed felt like a spectator in
his own life, watching as the woman who had given him life slowly slipped away before his
eyes.
The government's strict imposition of Section 144 and the ban on all forms of
communication had turned their once vibrant city into a desolate prison, leaving them
trapped in a cycle of fear and uncertainty.
Ahmed had pleaded with the authorities for a curfew pass, desperate to take his mother to
the hospital where she could receive the urgent medical care she needed. But his pleas fell on
deaf ears, lost amidst the chaos and confusion that gripped the region. Without the necessary
documentation, they were effectively stranded, prisoners in their own home. In the heart of
the darkness that had engulfed Kashmir, another tragedy unfolded in the life of Ahmed's
family. A week before the tragedy, armed forces had stormed into their neighborhood,
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