Abhinav Sinha Chapter 1: Burnt Toast & Burnt Out Samar Bajaj had never seen a toaster explode. Until now. It was 7:42 AM on a perfectly miserable Monday morning in Bangalore. The rain was coming down like an overachiever, and Samar, dressed in a bathrobe and one sock, stood frozen in horror as his third toaster of the year smoked like a bonfire for ants. He had tried to toast one slice of bread. Just one. But somehow, smoke had poured out, the fire alarm had shrieked awake, and his cat—who wasn’t his cat but kept showing up—leapt out the…
