© 2012 Wazari Wazir | Once Upon a Time in Kashmir Why?  “‘Why do you do it?’ friends often ask, perplexed, Brows raised, minds sorely vexed. ‘The world out there is dangerous! Aren’t you scared? Why do this? You need steady work, a house, two cars! You have only a motorbike, and sleep under stars!’ Dear friend, if you must ask, you cannot know This curiosity that drives me so. To you it is hidden; in me rises unbidden! But one day the world I’ll have ridden By iron steed, then perhaps this need Will have vanished, finally vanquished! That day will find me on deathbed, With no regrets for…