Anjali Rao Chapter 1 It was nearly dusk when Esha Karekar received the call. She had been cataloguing Maratha-era letters at the Chhatrapati Shivaji Maharaj Vastu Sangrahalaya archives when her phone vibrated on the table. The number was unfamiliar, but the location read “Ratnagiri.” Something in her gut tightened. “Miss Karekar?” came the voice, low and formal. “This is Advocate Uday Keni, calling on behalf of the Ratnagiri District Court. I regret to inform you that your grandmother, Vasundhara Karekar, passed away three days ago.” Esha sat back in her chair. For a moment, all she heard was the faint…