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Anger boils in Kashmir over sedition charges for students who cheered Pak

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For the first time I agree with you. I have no issues in increasing hatred if it is directed towards India.
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Which is why your country is full of terrorists who hate those of different religion, those of different sect, those who speak different language, those who wear different coloured underwear, etc etc. Hatred breeds hatred, refer to the list of failed nations for more information.
 
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Kashmiris ; Pakistan would always, always Love you. Kashmir baney ga Pakistan.


This thread is the reality of Indian inferiority and non-tolerance (hatred inside) of the utter defeat Big 3 India faced from Pakistan.
 
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Dream what? Around 45% of your atoot ang is with your two best friends. Won't get it back. It is you whose dream is shattered. The supposed crown of India got robbed by its neighbors.
hehehe....
whole kashmir was never with us....so..it doesn't matter much........
what we are holding now ain't going anywhere.......
but you country dreamt of freeing kashmir....which is not going to happen.......
 
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Why it is fun to support Pakistan | The Indian Express

Why it is fun to support Pakistan
by
Aditya Iyer

Pakistan zindabad. There, I said it. Now sue me. Or do whatever you deem is right, just like you labelled those Kahmiri university students in Meerut anti-national.

The choice, my friend, is all yours.

The other day, a couple of my colleagues and I clapped at our seats as Shahid Khan Afridi did what Shahid Khan Afridi does from time to time – remind you of just why you once fell in love with this sport, or a sporting contest in general. Against India (yes, our India), Afridi smoked a few sixes off Ravichandran Ashwin to beat the world champions in the last over. And momentarily, everything seemed right with the game. We cheered, many glared.

The glare had nothing to do with patriotism (misplaced, if it were), India, or the team’s precarious position in the Asia Cup after the loss. Hardly. The glare questioned our audacity at rooting for the ‘arch-rivals’ in a public space. For when we did it again a couple of days later, as Afridi began turning a lost cause around against Bangladesh, the piercing glances returned.

Come to think of it, those stares have been around since the beginning of my cricket-viewing – since a neighbour asked me not to return to his house after I had danced when Imran Khan hoisted a crystal globe. I was seven and of course didn’t understand the bile. Twenty-one years later, I still find it hard to.

How could you not have fallen in love with the Class of ‘92, consisting of boys handpicked off the streets by Imran (who later admitted that his drive to win the World Cup came from his fundless and yet-to-be-built cancer hospital)? How can you not adore a system that lays as much emphasis on talent-scouting fast bowlers from tape-ball cricket as the rest of the world does in structured pace academies?

It’s hard not to romanticise both the good and the ugly. Do you not feel deeply for a bunch of players that haven’t played in front their home fans for the last four years? Umar Akmal, for example, has represented Pakistan in 16 Tests and 93 ODIs. A home match for him has been everywhere from Yorkshire to Sharjah, Christchurch to Colombo. Everywhere but Pakistan.

Beyond the boundary and within as well, Pakistan cricket has been in a state of unrelenting turbulence for a long, long time.

But when an Akmal or an Afridi tell you why you mustn’t give up on them just yet, it’s impossible to resist the urge to stand up and applaud. Come Saturday, as they take on Sri Lanka in the final, we’ll perhaps be at it again.

So, go ahead and call us seditonaries. Or whatever else suits you.

Aditya is a principal correspondent based in Delhi

aditya.iyer@expressindia.com
 
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Why it is fun to support Pakistan | The Indian Express

Why it is fun to support Pakistan
by
Aditya Iyer

Pakistan zindabad. There, I said it. Now sue me. Or do whatever you deem is right, just like you labelled those Kahmiri university students in Meerut anti-national.

The choice, my friend, is all yours.

The other day, a couple of my colleagues and I clapped at our seats as Shahid Khan Afridi did what Shahid Khan Afridi does from time to time – remind you of just why you once fell in love with this sport, or a sporting contest in general. Against India (yes, our India), Afridi smoked a few sixes off Ravichandran Ashwin to beat the world champions in the last over. And momentarily, everything seemed right with the game. We cheered, many glared.

The glare had nothing to do with patriotism (misplaced, if it were), India, or the team’s precarious position in the Asia Cup after the loss. Hardly. The glare questioned our audacity at rooting for the ‘arch-rivals’ in a public space. For when we did it again a couple of days later, as Afridi began turning a lost cause around against Bangladesh, the piercing glances returned.

Come to think of it, those stares have been around since the beginning of my cricket-viewing – since a neighbour asked me not to return to his house after I had danced when Imran Khan hoisted a crystal globe. I was seven and of course didn’t understand the bile. Twenty-one years later, I still find it hard to.

How could you not have fallen in love with the Class of ‘92, consisting of boys handpicked off the streets by Imran (who later admitted that his drive to win the World Cup came from his fundless and yet-to-be-built cancer hospital)? How can you not adore a system that lays as much emphasis on talent-scouting fast bowlers from tape-ball cricket as the rest of the world does in structured pace academies?

It’s hard not to romanticise both the good and the ugly. Do you not feel deeply for a bunch of players that haven’t played in front their home fans for the last four years? Umar Akmal, for example, has represented Pakistan in 16 Tests and 93 ODIs. A home match for him has been everywhere from Yorkshire to Sharjah, Christchurch to Colombo. Everywhere but Pakistan.

Beyond the boundary and within as well, Pakistan cricket has been in a state of unrelenting turbulence for a long, long time.

But when an Akmal or an Afridi tell you why you mustn’t give up on them just yet, it’s impossible to resist the urge to stand up and applaud. Come Saturday, as they take on Sri Lanka in the final, we’ll perhaps be at it again.

So, go ahead and call us seditonaries. Or whatever else suits you.

Aditya is a principal correspondent based in Delhi

aditya.iyer@expressindia.com

Nice made up story. Good way for a unknown journalist to grab eyeballs.
 
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Meanwhile the Kashmiri students have refused to study in Pakistan and requested the govt to get them enrolled in some other University in India. :coffee:
 
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hehehe....
whole kashmir was never with us....so..it doesn't matter much........
what we are holding now ain't going anywhere.......
but you country dreamt of freeing kashmir....which is not going to happen.......

What you are holding is a part of kashmir not whole. That bastard raja signed whole of Kashmir state to you right?

Busted. Haan suckers??? :lol:
 
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What you are holding is a part of kashmir not whole. That bastard raja signed whole of Kashmir state to you right?

Busted. Haan suckers??? :lol:
hahaha...
raja signed or not...is still a mystery......and we had a part of kashmir....by fooling you......
get your facts straight or show the original letter of annexation .....:lol::lol:
 
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hahaha...
raja signed or not...is still a mystery......and we had a part of kashmir....by fooling you......
get your facts straight or show the original letter of annexation .....:lol::lol:

Well at least that's what your govt say. Thanks for acknowledging the fact that India is a fraud state. We always say the same.:)
 
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