The slender Hajipir stream has a ridge to its other side that dots Pakistani army posts. In light wintry mist, the water is a trickle when viewed from Hathlanga village overlooking the nallah sliding down the thick foliage of walnut trees and conifers. It is, though, no time to take in the scenic beauty—the caution comes from an Indian soldier. “Risky for you to walk around,” he says, stepping out of a fortified bunker. “Pakistani troops know each person of this hamlet. They may target unfamiliar faces.”