I feel like I’m in space. Black nothingness abundantly decked with stars, glittering, dazzling. Or diamonds scattered on black velvet, shining with a beautiful richness. There are so many, some in clusters, others evenly spread across the horizon, and their combined effect is a breathtaking sight that leaves me literally starry-eyed. But they aren’t stars, nor are they diamonds. They’re lights. And the backdrop isn’t space or velvet; it’s the Kashmiri mountains stretching up to the night sky, blending, merging and becoming one, allowing the lights to form constellations in the star-less sky.