Where is Iram?
His mobile vibrated in his pocket.
ATHARVA KAUL DISTRESS ALERT
His swollen breath puffed out.The panic left his chest.Fuuuuuuuck.
“We found him!”
He called Atharva, it wouldn’t connect.
SAMAR
Where are you?
Nothing.
But now he had a location. And reassurance that Atharva was alive, safe. The fog clouding his brain cleared. He handed his mobile to the driver — “Let’s go.”
“This is high ground.”
“So?”
“There is no road.”
“Then find a trail.”
“There is no trail for a car in this area.”
“Then let’s go on foot.”
All the men stared out of their windows. Everything outside was white. The windows were beginning to turn white.
Samar thought on his feet, and called Fahad.
“Hello?” His voice crackled. “…id you find Ath….va Bhai?”
“Yes.”
“Ir...m?”
“Fahad, contact Qureshi…”
“D…id did.”
“Have him arrange a rescue chopper.”
“What?”
“A RESCUE CHOPPER!”
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The chopper blades whirred as the bird touched the ground at the crack of dawn. Samar jumped out before anybody else did and ran, his footsteps heavy, wading through stuck snow.
“Atharva!” He yelled, the mild sunlight and his torch guiding their way.
“Atharva Bhai!” Fahad yelled beside him.
