Srinagar, Oct. 22 -- An old man named Raheem Kak lived in a quiet village below the hills. He was once a legend in our neighbourhood. He spent his days herding animals in open fields and orchards. He told us stories about his past, about myths, and sometimes about ghosts.We, as children, waited for holidays to meet him. Sundays were never dull around him. His storytelling was full of energy and humor. He was also sharp in his talk and quick with calculations. One of his favorite sayings was "Ungji tull kam trakh."Raheem Kaks nature was peaceful, gentle, and caring. Once, my friends and I sat around him listening to his tales. Suddenly, a snake crawled out near him along the bund of the Zaingair canal. He shouted, "The Jinn has become a sn...