Pulwama (known as Panwangam in antiquity, and later as Pulgam) is a town and a notified area committee in Pulwama district in the Indian state of Jammu and Kashmir. It is almost 40 km (25 mi) from the summer capital of Srinagar. Pulwama is often called the "Anand of Kashmir" or "Dudha-Kul of Kashmir" on account of its high milk production.
Pulwama is located at 32°53′N 74°55′E / 32.88°N 74.92°E / 32.88; 74.92. It has an average elevation of 1,630 m (5,350 ft)).
District Pulwama came into being in the year 1979 in the larger interests of maintenance of law and order, closer supervision, more effective control and above all to ensure balanced development of the area. Pulwama district comprised 550 villages, which until 2007 were grouped in five (5) Tehsils viz. Shopian, Pulwama, Tral, Pampore & Awantipora. Now, again in 2007, the district has been bifurcated in two parts viz. District Shopian & District Pulwama. In District Pulwama there are eight (8) tehsils, namely Pulwama, Tral, Awantipora, Pampore, Rajpora, Shahoora, Kakpora and Aripal. The total number of villages came down to 331 with four (4) CD Blocks and part of Keller block. The reporting area of this district has been reduced to 0.61 lac Hectares from 0.98 Hectares after creation of the new Hill District, Shopian.
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