He lunged on to the truck as it moved over the snow. She was busy passing the food packets to the truck for the soldiers to eat. The jawans relished the homemade parathas like the parched earth enjoying the rains. That’s when they met. No words exchanged, but a spark arose.
Days went by and the jawans were back to their base. The message of a stray fire jolted the camp and the boys rushed to the spot. The same spot that fed them. His eyes met hers. But… He carried her into the truck as silence engulfed the air.
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