Ram Pratap Sharma woke up early in the morning, seeing a long day ahead. He got ready in his uniform to board a convoy jeep that would transfer him from Tawang to Tezpur. Early morning travel was a bliss for him, with pleasing weather and quiet roads. After all, the roads were covered with fog and chilling winds. The patriotic songs played in the background as Ram looked outside, resting on the window, feeling the serenity of the mountains. He was leaving for home after joining the armed forces for the holidays. His life changed completely. In that 12-15 hours journey, he lived several lives from being a son, to being an army officer, he felt gratitude, and his smile showed satisfaction. His mate. Dheeraj, in the driver's seat, noticed him and asked playfully, "Aur Ram, kaisa lagra hai? Pehli baar ghar jaare ho na yaha aane ke baad?" (So, Ram, how are you feeling? You are going home for the first time since you came here, right?) Coming out of his trance, Ram looked at hi...
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