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Vihaan smiled, a rare, tired curve of his lips. "It was never about the money, Ary."

He turned to face the flag, whipping wetly at half-mast for no one in particular. Salute -2022- www.7StarHD.Org Hindi ORG Dual Au...

The rain hammered harder.

"I know. It was about this ." Aryan gestured vaguely at the medals on Vihaan's chest—the Shaurya Chakra for gallantry, the Siachen glacier pin, the UN peacekeeping badge. "The… performance. The salute." Vihaan smiled, a rare, tired curve of his lips

He reached into his breast pocket and pulled out a folded, rain-smudged photograph. Aryan leaned in. It was a group of twelve soldiers, young, smiling, their arms around each other in front of a snow-capped bunker. Vihaan, twenty-five years younger, stood in the back. "I know

"They never told you what happened. We were pinned down for nineteen days. No supplies. Temperature minus thirty. Three of my men lost fingers to frostbite." Vihaan pointed to a boy in the front row—no older than twenty-two, with a gap-toothed grin. "That's Naik Tapan Das. He took a sniper's bullet meant for me on day fourteen."