June 12 is a day the world will never forget. It was a tragedy that shook the nation. Air India’s AI-171, a Boeing 787-8, came crashing down seconds after take-off from Ahmedabad airport, tearing through a medical hostel and student mess. In an instant, 241 lives were lost- passengers, students, and those on ground engulfed in flames and chaos.As sirens wailed and emergency teams rushed to the scene, Police Inspector DB Basia from the Meghani Nagar Police Station came face-to-face with fear.When he reached the crash site, he saw devastation, fire, smoke, and wreckage everywhere. And then his eyes landed on the Atulyam Medical Hostel. A chill ran down his spine.His son, Rajat Basia, a second-year MBBS student, lived there.Not only did Rajat reside in the hostel, he also was a regular visitor at the student mess. Every day, Rajat would have lunch there with fellow medical students. For a few seconds, time stood still. Inspector Basia wasn’t just a cop anymore; he was a father fearing the worst.His first instinct was to call home. But he paused. What if his wife panicked? Instead, he called Rajat. The phone rang. Once. Twice. Three times. Thousand thoughts raced through his mind.Finally, Rajat answered.”Where are you?” Basia asked praying his son is safe.I’m at home,” he said.Basia, still struggling to breathe, pressed further. “Why didn’t you go to college today?”“I was studying for exams. Thought I’d head to the hostel after lunch,” Rajat explained.Even then, the inspector needed reassurance. He called his wife to double-check. “Yes,” she confirmed. “He’s been here all morning.”Only then did Basia let go of the weight crushing his chest. He didn’t break down. He didn’t pause. He simply turned back to the burning wreckage and resumed his duty.Over the next seven days, Inspector DB Basia didn’t step foot in his home. He didn’t embrace his son. He was on the ground coordinating rescue efforts, managing investigations, consoling the grieving.Rajat eventually heard about the full extent of the crash how close he had come to being a statistic. He learned that his father had called in the middle of the chaos, gripped by fear. Rajat went to the police station and crash site to find him, but the inspector was too consumed by his role.It wasn’t until later on a video call—that father and son finally spoke. That call, say family members, ended in tears. Silent, overwhelming, grateful tears.Incredibly, of the 242 people on board, only one survived. A miracle, many say a reminder that destiny sometimes spares without reason. And in the halls of Meghani Nagar Police Station, officers speak of another kind of miracle: how fate kept one young man at home, just long enough. How a police inspector held his ground in the line of duty while quietly carrying the weight of a father’s worst fear.