Anindita Pal Chapter 1: The Momo Plan It was one of those sticky summer nights in Kolkata when the ceiling fans felt more like an insult than comfort. Power had just returned after a one-hour load shedding, and the five of them—Rik, Mou, Shaon, Neel, and Isha—were sprawled on the floor of Shaon’s living room, pretending to care about a movie none of them had chosen. “Let’s go get momos,” said Mou, sitting up with the sudden clarity of someone struck by divine hunger. “Real ones. Spicy ones. From that stall near the Bata showroom.” Neel raised an eyebrow. “At…