Journey

ஒன்றாய் காணும் வானம் எங்கும் ரெண்டாய் மாற நியாயம் இல்லை

ஒன்றாய் காணும் வானம்
எங்கும் ரெண்டாய் மாற
நியாயம் இல்லை

A heaven never felt before in Earth, that was what both of them felt within each other's embrace. The best sleep of their life.

There was no better a word to describe their present feelings.

He was hers, and she was his, they were man and woman, completely.

But a phone call disturbed their sleep, his landline was ringing repeatedly.

He grumpily opened his eyes, and saw the time was 30 minutes past 6 am.

What could make anyone call him repeatedly on Sunday morning?

For sure, nothing good. He was dreading all of a sudden.

What went wrong? Gosh, he just hoped nothing major or terrible happened.

Keeping his fingers crossed, he picked the call.

Prabh: kathir, get ready. POK camp la oru issue iruku. An attack is being planned, ipo dan namba team decode pananga.

None is picking the god damn phone in the camp.

Rush...

And he kept the phone.

Kathir sat on the sofa broken, POK camp. Kanna...

Crap, and he rushed to get ready.

Mullai, had woken up and had draped herself with the satin sheet.

Mul: enna aachu kathir?

Kat: kanna...

Mul: ayoooo, kanna ku enna da?

Kat: avan irukura camp la edo attack plan panirukangalam...I have to go....anga yaarum phone edukalayam.....i have to rush mulla....

And he was packing his military bag ready, checking the bullets in his personal gun.

Mul: kathir, paathu bathrama iru....kanna ku onnum agadhu...

Kat: hmmm...I hope so....

She changed into her clothes by then and was all ready to send him off to a warzone.

She knew how the next few days are going to be, she knew what she signed for when she became his.

All she could do was pray, nothing happens n there are no major causalities for the Indian army. She really hoped that.

The words about an anticipated attack grew as a fire, she kept her mouth shut, until it was passed through informers.

Things were getting worst.

All the communication with the POK camp had been stopped, no messages were being passed. Even kathir and the support team was unreachable.

Though she kept her mind stable during the work time, she couldn't stop herself from reaching out to Prabha sir at night. The lover or partner in her couldn't be kept sane.

But, there was no big hope.

The attack was still anticipated, there has been no movements later, but the communication was completely jammed.

She really even wanted to go to the POK camp, and cover everything. If she didn't get a reply by tomorrow evening, she is starting with Madhan.

Some perks of being an IJ, Investigative Journalist.