Shreya was
waiting for him. Lieutenant Neil Chatterjee, her love, life and fiancé,
returning after three years from Kashmir. She remembered their last kiss, it
was right there, as Neil bid her goodbye to serve his motherland. He is coming
back.
Shreya wasn't
waiting alone. The whole regiment was waiting with her. It seemed that
the airport was booked that day, only for them. Suddenly, she could see an army
of sharply dressed men parading towards the exit. Gradually, she could see him,
his love, on the shoulders of his colleagues, draped in Indian flag, his love
is finally home.
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