It was a calm afternoon when Air India Flight AI-171 from Ahmedabad to London took off. The sky was clear, and everything seemed routine. But on board were more than passengers—there were hopes, dreams, and silent prayers. A young man is on his way to join his dream job in the UK. A mother is travelling to meet her son after five long years. A couple is excited about their first international trip together. A girl returning from a family visit, her heart still full of memories. Each seat held a story, each story held a future. But just minutes into the journey, the unimaginable happened. The pilot’s voice cracked through the air traffic control radio: “Mayday… Mayday… Mayday…”. A desperate cry for help. A call that every pilot dreads to make—and every control tower fears to hear. But help couldn’t reach in time. And in those fleeting moments, hundreds of dreams plunged into silence. The nation mourned. The w...