{"id":1150,"date":"2013-09-10T00:00:00","date_gmt":"2013-09-10T00:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/stagingserver3.com\/Maharaj\/in-the-lost-byways-of-doodpathri-rev\/"},"modified":"2013-09-10T00:00:00","modified_gmt":"2013-09-10T00:00:00","slug":"in-the-lost-byways-of-doodpathri-rev","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stagingserver3.com\/Maharaj\/in-the-lost-byways-of-doodpathri-rev\/","title":{"rendered":"In The Lost Byways Of Doodpathri    (rev)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Walking through the lost byways of Doodpathri, Budgam,<br \/>\nI felt like walking through my still turbulent childhood,<br \/>\nLike Doodpathri my childhood was remote, lonely, and magnificent,<br \/>\nI craved for love but I got cold welcomes,<br \/>\nI was energized by ambition but the world stifled it with facts,<br \/>\nI survived only by dreams and the momentum of sadness.<\/p>\n<p>We sauntered through the pristine boulders of Doodpathri<br \/>\nAnd its pulsating waters,<br \/>\nThe purposelessness of the scene was bold<br \/>\nAnd yet its beauty was enchanting,<br \/>\nWe didn\u2019t know what we were doing<br \/>\nBut yet we were fervently occupied.<\/p>\n<p>Aziz, as usual, completely merged with the scene,<br \/>\nNoor was ill at ease,<br \/>\nWhile Javid wasn\u2019t sure where he was,<br \/>\nAnd I was deeply lost in my childhood.<\/p>\n<p>After soaking in the effervescence of Doodpathari<br \/>\nAnd trying to figure out what the scene meant,<br \/>\nNoor came to the rescue of the three men<br \/>\nBy feeding them lunch with maternal care.<\/p>\n<p>After three hours we thought that we had<br \/>\nAbsorbed the enigmatic beauty of Doodpathari<br \/>\nAnd it was time to leave,<br \/>\nYet knowing well that we didn\u2019t understand it completely.<\/p>\n<p>Notes: Doodpathari is in Budgam, Kashmir<\/p>\n<p>Suffern,<br \/> New York,<br \/> Sept. 10, 2013;<br \/>Rev.: 7.30.2015<br \/>\nwww.kaulscorner.com<br \/>\nmaharaj.kaul@yahoo.com<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Walking through the lost byways of Doodpathri, Budgam, I felt like walking through my still turbulent childhood, Like Doodpathri my childhood was remote, lonely, and magnificent, I craved for love&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[27],"tags":[],"class_list":{"0":"post-1150","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","6":"category-poems"},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/stagingserver3.com\/Maharaj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1150","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/stagingserver3.com\/Maharaj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/stagingserver3.com\/Maharaj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stagingserver3.com\/Maharaj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stagingserver3.com\/Maharaj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1150"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/stagingserver3.com\/Maharaj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1150\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/stagingserver3.com\/Maharaj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1150"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stagingserver3.com\/Maharaj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1150"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stagingserver3.com\/Maharaj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1150"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}