Venue- Kargil base camp.
Here a story is stated about a soldier who was finally coming home after having a long term of fighting in the Kargil war. He called his parents from Jammu to Nagaland.
"Sure," they replied,” He is too a son to us. We’d love to meet him."
"There's something I need to clarify," the son continued. "He was hurt quite badly in the war and lost an arm and a leg. He has now nowhere else to go, and I want him to come live with us."
"I'm sorry to hear that, Lora. Maybe we can assist him to find somewhere to live."
"No, Papa, I want him to live with us."
"Son," said the father, "you don't know what you're asking. We can’t afford any handicap to be a burden on us. We both are quite old now. We are waiting eagerly for your return and will be relieved after you take the responsibility of the family so that we can live peacefully for the rest of our lives. At this point of age and time, we have full sympathy on him but sorry to tell that what you are asking is not possible. I think you should just come home and forget about this guy. He'll find a way to live on his own."
6th August ‘01
Venue- Dimapur, Nagaland.
“Hello, may I speak to Mr. Davidson?
“It’s a call from Srinagar Police Station. I am sorry to say that your son Paul is no more. He was a brave fighter. He had died yesterday after falling from a building.” they were told.
The police believed it was suicide. The grief-stricken parents flew to Srinagar and were taken to the city morgue to identify the body of their son. They recognized him, but to their horror they also discovered something they didn't know: