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Shaheed Umer Qayoom Bhat, Malik Sahib Soura, Srinagar (2025)

16/09/2025

Hearing Update – 16 September 2025

Today’s hearing was both formal and deeply emotional.

Counsel for the complainant was present. The SHO of Police Station Soura appeared with the CD file, which was perused and then returned. The SHO requested three months’ time to file the final report. The matter has now been listed for further proceedings, and the next date of hearing has been fixed for 16 October 2025.

Although our case was listed at serial number 53, we were suddenly called after number 6. I had to rush my lawyer to attend quickly. When the SHO entered and submitted the file before the judge, my hands began to tremble. Each time I see police officials, I am reminded of how they took my brother away and have never been held answerable.

At that moment, I lost all strength and broke down in tears. It was unbearable to endure the SHO’s cold stare, a reminder of the injustice we continue to face.

Another date has now been given, but my fight will not stop until justice is served for my brother.

15/09/2025

Tomorrow is our hearing.

My last update was about the hearing on 9th September, where the SDPO was absent, and the court scheduled a new hearing for 16th September. This time, the court has directed that:

Counsel for the applicant will be present.

APP will be present.

The concerned SDPO, along with the CD file, must remain present.

This is a formal hearing, and once again I find myself hopeful that tomorrow brings a step closer to justice for Umer Qayoom.

I also know, deep inside, that there are chances they may not appear again, and another date may be given. Yet, I continue to hope. Hope that one day justice will not be denied. Hope that one day they will feel the weight of what they have done. Hope that one day, truth and accountability will prevail.

Let us keep sharing, let us keep raising our voices — because justice delayed should not mean justice denied.

09/09/2025

Today’s Court Update – Justice for Umer Qayoom

As regular, I visited the court today. I reached around 10:12 AM and entered the courtroom where many broken families were waiting — some seeking justice for their children who are still in Tihar Jail, without their parents even knowing their whereabouts. One father cried as he recalled how his son was arrested during the 2016 agitation. The pain in that room was unbearable.

When I looked at the slips, I saw my name at serial no. 40. At that time, only case no. 3 was being heard. After waiting for two long hours, our case was finally called: Abdul Qayoom vs Sadar.

I stood as the applicant and told them, “I am his sister.” As usual, no police officials were present. But this time, the judge directed them to appear within 6 days, with the SDPO concerned along with the CD file. The next hearing is scheduled for 16-09-2025.

It has been 42 days short of 7 long years since 2018, and every time I stand there, my heartbeat races with hope that maybe this time justice will speak.

When I informed my father about today’s hearing, his reply pierced my heart:
“Urzeeba, they will do nothing. They are just wasting our time. This is how they break us internally and remain unanswerable.”

But despite this pain, I refuse to lose hope. Inshallah, justice will prevail.

I request you all to please share this campaign and amplify our voice.
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07/09/2025

Since November 2011, our fight for justice has taken us through every possible platform — the J&K State Human Rights Commission, the National Human Rights Commission, and the J&K grievance cell (later renamed Awaz-e-Awam).

We knocked on every door with the hope that truth would prevail. At the grievance cell, after so many submissions and repeated follow-ups, we even met with officials in person. But every time, they gave us the same heartless response: “natural death.”

Later, when the grievance cell was renamed to Awaz-e-Awam, I again filed 5–6 complaints afresh, believing a change in system might bring a change in attitude. But the answer never changed. They kept closing the case with the same excuse, as if repeating a lie could turn it into the truth.

But the truth is clear, written in the pain of my parents’ eyes and in the silence that has haunted our family for 15 years — Umer did not die a natural death. He died after being brutally beaten in police custody.

What kind of system is this, that calls custodial killings “natural deaths”? What kind of justice is this, where grieving families are silenced with excuses instead of given answers?

For me, Azadi is nothing but Justice. Peace will never arrive in Kashmir until the cries of families like mine are answered. Mothers here mourn when they give birth, because they know their children’s fate — either bullets, beatings, or false cases under UAPA.

Living without Umer is like living without a soul. But I promised myself one thing: I will not stop. No matter the threats, the harassment, the delays — I will keep fighting for my brother. Because behind every delay is a wound that never heals, and behind every excuse is a life that was stolen.

Justice delayed is justice denied. But justice denied will never mean silence.

Justice for Umer Qayoom.

02/09/2025

The Journey of Inquiry Commission Against Police

In 2014, the then state government constituted a one-man commission headed by Justice (retd) ML Koul under the Commissions of Inquiry Act, 1952 to probe the deaths of at least 120 innocent people killed during the 2010 mass unrest in Kashmir.

This Commission had the powers of a civil court — to summon witnesses, record statements, and examine evidence. After two long years of inquiry, Justice Koul submitted his report in 2016. The findings were clear:

Forces fired on demonstrators without magisterial orders.

The police and administration were “inactive” and “indolent” in handling the situation.

Most importantly, in the case of my 17-year-old brother Umer Qayoom, the Commission concluded that he had been ruthlessly tortured by Soura Police and CRPF men, leading to his custodial death.

The report categorically recommended the registration of a murder case against the police personnel responsible for Umer’s killing. Justice Koul wrote:

> “We are satisfied with the contention of the petitioner that his son died because of police torture after he was arrested and are of firm opinion that this is a custodial death…”

Yet, despite this strong indictment, the government in May 2018 informed the J&K High Court that it would not make the report public. Instead, it chose to hide it under the excuse of “security concerns” and “sensitivities.” The recommendations were dismissed as “not binding,” and the case was thrown into darkness.

For years, my family attended hundreds of hearings, hoping for justice. But the reality remains — the culprits roam free, protected by the system, while families like mine are left to live with shattered lives.

The ML Koul Commission proved that my brother Umer’s death was nothing less than brutal custodial murder. But the government denied this truth, buried the findings, and with it, buried the justice we deserved.

This is not just the story of Umer. This is the story of every Kashmiri family that lost their child in 2010. Years have passed, but justice has been denied, and our wounds remain open.
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28/08/2025

Today, I want to share with you the painful journey that began after the brutal killing of my brother Umer.

When we lost him, the first thing the police from Soura station told us was to bury his body quickly, assuring us that an FIR would be filed and justice would follow. But when we returned a week later, they outright refused to even register the FIR.

In March 2011, with heavy hearts but determined spirits, we approached the Chief Judicial Magistrate’s court to demand justice. That was the beginning of our long battle. My father was threatened, intimidated, and even offered 20 lakh rupees to stay silent and withdraw the case. But we could never sell our brother’s blood.

For seven long years, our case was represented by Advocate Shabir Ahmad Bhat. Month after month, we attended 8–9 hearings. Every visit to the court only deepened our helplessness. Alongside, we approached the High Court with the help of Yasin Malik, where Advocate Mian Qayoom submitted the cases of all the 2010 killings.

This was our reality:

A broken justice system that stretches cases endlessly.

A courtroom that becomes a curse for victims like us.

A system that tries to exhaust you until you give up.

Many families lost hope and stopped fighting. But for us, giving up was never an option. We stood firm, even when everyone around us tried to protect the culprits or negotiate with blood money.

Today, I shared with you the 7-year journey with Advocate Shabir Ahmad, a journey filled with hearings, delays, and repeated heartbreak. This is only the beginning of what I will be sharing in the coming days.

👉 Please don’t forget to share this story, because silence only protects the guilty.

Justice for Umer is justice for every innocent life taken.

24/08/2025

🕯️ Justice for Umer On his 15th Death anniversary

On 25th August 2010, at just 17 years old, my brother Umer Qayoom Bhat took his last breath on the ventilator. He left this world at 3pm, leaving behind a father, a mother, and three sisters with shattered hearts.

He was not a protester. He was not a fighter. He was simply returning home after prayers when the police picked him up.
They tortured him.
They destroyed his lungs and kidneys.
They destroyed his future.

Umer fought for his life, but he could not survive.
And since that day, we have been fighting — not for revenge, but for truth, dignity, and justice.

Yet, 15 years later, the courts keep passing dates, the system keeps its silence, and the world looks away. We are not even allowed to do fateha khawani publicly or put up a banner for his anniversary.

💔 Umer had dreams — to make our parents smile, to send them on pilgrimage, to support his sisters, to stand beside our father in daily struggles.
But those dreams were buried with him.
Not only his life — but our family’s happiness was stolen.

I Urzeeba was just a little girl when I saw thousands of people carrying him on their shoulders, the cries echoing through Soura. That moment broke me forever. For many years, I refused to accept that he was gone. Even today, it feels like it happened just a minute ago. The wound is still fresh, and it haunts me every single day.

⚫ Ye wo Kashmir hai… jaha beta baap ke janaze ko kandha nahi deta… balki baap apne jawan bete ke janaze ko kandha deta hai.
Is se bada zulm kya hoga?

And yet, people say “Kashmir is changing.”
If silencing families with threats of PSA and UAPA is called “change,” then tell me — what is the real picture of Kashmir?

Today marks 15 years without Umer.
For the world, it is the past.
For me, his sister — it is now, it is today, it is forever.

Umer had a name.
He had a right to live.
And I will continue to fight for his justice.
But I Urzeeba, his sister, will not stop.
Because when justice sleeps, we must be the ones to wake it up.

🕊️ Justice for Umer Qayoom.
🕊️ Justice for every silent grave in Kashmir.

24/08/2025

Justice for Umer Qayoom Bhat

Today I am sharing the spot where my brother, Umer Qayoom Bhat (17 years old), was brutally tortured on 20th August 2010.

It was after Friday prayers when Umer was returning home. The forces caught him, beat him mercilessly on this very spot, dragged him, stamped on him, and pushed him against shop shutters before throwing him into their Gypsy. He was then taken to the police station where the torture continued through the night. They used iron rods, they gave him electric shocks—we later saw burn marks on his back. He was fasting that day, yet when we begged the officer to give him just a glass of water to break his fast, the reply we received was: “let him urinate, he will drink the same.”

My father saw him lying on the floor inside the police station, barely able to move, crying and asking: “Take me to the hospital.” But instead of help, they denied, threatened, and mocked. They never released him. They never saved him.

Umer was an obedient son, a noble boy who never missed prayers. He was just a student of 11th standard, dreaming to do something for his father, loving games, and keeping us awake on the night of Eid with endless conversations. His dreams, his life, his future—snatched.

This is not just a memory of pain, but of injustice.
I, Urzeeba, am not asking for favors. I am not asking for power. I am only asking for one thing—Justice for my brother. Justice for every innocent life in Kashmir.
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24/08/2025

On 24th August, my brother Umer was still on the ventilator. Everyone around us was holding on to hope, but some doctors quietly told us that he was internally damaged and nothing could save him except prayers. That very day, Baba came home and told me, “Umer has asked you to recite Quran for him.” It was the month of Ramadhan, and my heart refused to believe anything except that my brother would survive.

It felt like a nightmare—on 20th August, he had only stepped outside to offer Friday prayers, and by the 24th, he was struggling to survive. Kashmir is a land where mothers mourn every day, where we cannot step outside freely, because the very police meant to protect us become the biggest threat.

On the 24th, I prayed endlessly for his health, still believing he would come back home safely. Everyone visited him, but I held on to hope. Yet his condition worsened. Kashmir has witnessed countless innocent killings, and still, no one is answerable. They act as if killing an innocent is their right—because they know the government and the courts will protect them. Victims like us keep suffering through endless hearings, delays, and excuses.

But I believe in Allah’s justice. No one can escape His judgment. His wrath is more bitter than any worldly punishment. We go to court again and again, only to return helpless—but I know Allah will not protect the culprits the way this system does.

That day, the 24th, felt like an endless year—full of hope, fear, and prayers. My brother had told us before leaving for the hospital, “Wait for me, I will come home.” Those words still echo in my heart. But now, he is nowhere.

How can I forget?
How can I stay silent when I saw my brother brutally killed?
I saw him lying under the boots of police, his kidneys and lungs crushed.

I am a sister—his sister—and I will never forget. I will never forgive.

23/08/2025

23rd August – The Day I Saw My Brother Fighting for His Last Breath

On 23rd August, past midnight, when blood began to ooze out of Umer’s mouth, we rushed him to the hospital. Doctors found him “90% dead” and put him on a ventilator. Reports showed bleeding in both lungs—massive intrapulmonary haemorrhage caused by being beaten by cops.

That was the day I first stepped into an ICU. As a little girl, I didn’t even know what it was. I thought it would be like any other patient ward, but when I entered, I froze. I saw my lone brother, my best friend, lying with pipes in his chest, legs, and a big pipe in his mouth. His eyes were covered with cotton pads.

I cried and begged the doctor, “This is not my brother. He was fine some days ago. What did police has done to him?” The doctor removed the cotton pads and said, “Umer, your sister is here, wake up.”
And in that moment, tears rolled down from his eyes.

I held his leg and called him, “Baya, I am here, talk to me.” But he couldn’t.
The sound of those machines—beep, beep, beep—still haunts me. Even today, when I hear that sound in a car without a seatbelt, I start shivering, panicking.

He recited tasbeeh even in that condition. He was a son every parent would be proud of.And yet, here in Kashmir, I lost him to custodial torture. We admitted him to ICU, but we never saw him alive again.
I cannot accept this. I cannot let his voice die with him. As his sister Urzeeba will keep fighting for justice—not just for Umer, but for every innocent Kashmiri silenced by violence.

But at 17, he was tortured to death.
And I, as his sister, am left with a wound that will never heal.

Justice is not a favor. It is his right. It is my right. And I will not stop until it is delivered.

29/03/2025

POV: And you say Justice delayed is justice denied..
Kashmir where law and order hardly matters..
Justice for the forgotten! My brother was killed by police forces in 2010, and 14 years later, we are still fighting for justice. Why does the system only move for the rich? When a poor man dies, it's just another statistic—but when the rich suffer, it's an international issue! Help me share this injustice. Let the world know his story. "

I have been struggling for justice since

2010. My brother,

, was killed by the

police when he was returning home after

Friday prayers. He was innocent. Yet,

everyone remained silent, and I don't know

where Kashmir is heading. People seem

more focused on modernizing, adopting

Western culture, and falling into the trap of

drugs. This is the reality of Kashmir-

where the innocent are killed, and no one

is held accountable. The courts keep

passing hearings without justice.

I have knocked on every door-be it the National Human Rights Commission, State Human Rights Commission, or any other commission that promised to help us seek justice-but all in vain. Sometimes, we feel helpless, but I firmly believe in the judgment of Allah (SWT).

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