My heart skipped a beat. There was no alternative.
I was choked…..
“But he’s going till Jammu, you can issue him a pass”
It started pumping blood again. Euphoric about the normalcy of life, I could breathe again.
A lady who was standing at some distance away looked at me as I was ascending up. She asked if I was going to visit Adhkuwari; I nodded my head. She extended her hand, gave me a piece of paper and asked me to use it. Confused, I look back at my brother who was 5 steps away, as I don’t know what that was for. She asked how many of us were there.
“Two” I replied.