Srinagar, May 10 -- Early morning, I walked through the market lanes in Srinagar. Looking from left to right, shopkeepers were taking out different items and placing them at one side of their entrances for display. Using long dusting sticks wrapped with cloth, cleaning the objects carefully. As I passed each shop, the fragrance of agarbatti drifted through the narrow market lanes. In the early morning, everything seemed fresh, the cleaned shops, the washed streets, and the people themselves, as fresh as the bodies they had washed that morning before stepping out for work, carrying with them the quiet freshness. As I walked slowly and passed every shop which filled with fragrance of incense sticks burning inside the shops, and bunches of i...