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They stepped out into the rain. The honor guard stood at attention, rifles gleaming dully under the storm clouds. As Vihaan walked past the row of young soldiers—each one barely out of school, each one carrying the same fire Tapan once had—he stopped.

Then, Major Vihaan Rathore raised his right hand in a sharp, crisp salute. The rain ran down his wrist, his forearm, dripping off his elbow.

Vihaan stood up. He adjusted his beret, tugged his sleeves, and looked at his brother one last time. "Walk with me?" Salute -2022- www.7StarHD.Org Hindi ORG Dual Au...

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"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." They stepped out into the rain

"You don't have to do this," Aryan said quietly. "The private security offer from Dubai is triple your pension."

"Before he died," Vihaan continued, his voice barely a whisper, "he didn't cry. He didn't call for his mother. He just looked at me, blood bubbling from his lip, and he saluted . A perfect, parade-ground salute. Lying in the snow." Then, Major Vihaan Rathore raised his right hand

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

"The Lama Post," Vihaan said, tapping the photo. "2010. You remember when I stopped answering calls for six weeks?"