Rishi Mukherjee Part 1: The Booking Blunder Sayan Roy was many things—a decent copywriter, a loyal consumer of roadside egg rolls, and a devoted user of cab apps. What he was not, however, was punctual. This particular Tuesday morning in Kolkata was no different. The clock on his wall blinked a smug 8:42 AM as he fumbled with his half-burnt toast, a tangled earphone, and a sock that had somehow disappeared from the pair. He had precisely eighteen minutes to get from his modest flat in Behala to his office in Salt Lake Sector V—a journey that even astronauts would…