Srinagar, March 13 -- There are some mornings that do not merely begin the day, they touch the soul. It was an early morning departure from home, when the world was still wrapped in silence and sleep. The rain was falling steadily, its gentle rhythm echoing through the quiet streets. The air carried a soothing freshness, as if nature itself was in a state of prayer.Leaving the warmth of the bed with half-sleeping eyes was not easy, yet there was something special about the moment. The vehicle board outside was surprisingly neat and clean, moving swiftly through the rain-washed roads. Inside, the calmness was almost sacred. The soft hum of the engine blended with the sound of raindrops touching the windshield.Soon, another sound filled the...