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My elder cousin was a radio operator up near Dras in ‘99—he came back with a frostbitten ear and a habit of never talking about it. Every year on this day, I pour an extra cup of ginger tea and leave it on the windowsill before my morning walk, just for the ones who didn’t come home to Sikkim. Ramro, hajur.
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