The Wild Hounds of Kargil

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The Wild Hounds of Kargil

Illustration: Saachi Mehta

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p in the Kargil sector at 18,000 feet, I wasn’t getting any sleep.

In the isolated environs of one of the highest battlefields on the planet, it’s not uncommon to spend most nights in anticipation of an attack – or of worsening weather conditions. The thunder from an avalanche, or the flash of a missile from across the border could claim us any minute. In these conditions, sleep is not an option especially if you want stay alive until daybreak. Those of us who remain vigilant eventually sense oxygen levels depleting. Those who sleep through, risk slipping into an endless slumber.

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