Ahmedabad woke to a golden dawn, unaware that history was preparing to write its most painful chapter. The Sabarmati River flowed gently, markets opened, tea stalls bustled, and the city hummed with everyday life. At Sardar Vallabhbhai Patel International Airport, Flight AM-217 stood on the runway, its engines roaring softly, waiting to carry 132 passengers to their destination. Radhika, a 52-year-old schoolteacher, boarded with a warm smile. She was going to meet her son after three long years. In her bag, wrapped carefully in foil, were her son's favorite sweets. Life felt hopeful - just like the clear sky above.