In Old Srinagar, a small square was meant to be a fresh start for the neighbourhood. New tiles brightened the ground. Benches invited families to sit and relax. Shaded corners gave people a break from the noise. Children played without worry. It finally felt like the city was returning something good to its people.

The scene is different now. The gates remain locked. Tiles lie cracked. Benches are scratched by people who never stopped to sit. Bike wheels have crushed the edges. Litter lies in corners. A place built with hope has become a reminder of our carelessness.

This story repeats across the valley. Roads repaired with effort turn rough again in no time. Freshly painted walls get scribbled on. Recreational zones meant for community end up as dumping grounds.

According to the Srinag

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