Tania Mattu Part 1: The DM That Didn’t Send Aarav Kapoor stared at the blinking cursor on his screen, his thumb hovering above the send button. The message read: “Hey, you seemed really cool at the open mic. Want to grab coffee sometime?” But he didn’t press send. Instead, he backspaced all the way to blank and tossed his phone onto the bed. He exhaled loudly. “What am I doing?” He had met Zoya exactly three nights ago at a chaotic open mic night in Bandra. She wasn’t performing; she was in the corner, sketching people with a black ink…