On May 8, Jammu city was alive with its usual rhythm. Like everyone else, I was going about my day, thinking it was just another ordinary evening. Around 8:15 PM, or was it 8:30, I heard three loud bangs, louder than anything we'd ever heard in Jammu. At first, I thought it might be electric transformers blowing up, something I was familiar with.
Tensions were already running high with clamour for war, ever since the killing of 26 civilians in Kashmir's Pahalgam on Apr. 22. Everybody in Jammu was clueless, but instinctively we felt something bad had happened.
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