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When it was their turn, Anjali placed her head on the cold stone. She didn’t ask for Rohit to come back. She didn’t ask for money. She closed her eyes and whispered only one thing: “Give me the courage to hold on.”

For the first two kilometers, Anjali felt a surge of defiance. The physical exertion was a welcome antidote to the paralysis of her thoughts. But as they climbed past the Adhkuwari cave, the real test began. The wind howled through the gorge, a sharp, invisible blade. Kavya began to shiver. vaishno devi january

And as they began the descent, the mountain stood silent witness. The bells in the temple tolled a soft, deep note, carrying the prayers of the winter pilgrims—prayers that had traveled a little farther, through a little more silence, and had finally been heard. When it was their turn, Anjali placed her