Sanjana Kaul 1 The Bengaluru sun pierced through the glass walls of the co-working space like a daily ritual, washing the industrial-chic interiors in gold. Tanya Rao stood at the head of the long wooden conference table, sleeves rolled up, jaw tight, the glow of her smartwatch reflecting her rising heart rate. Another pitch meeting loomed, another investor to impress, and her team was scrambling to pull the demo together. Her co-founder, Rishi, had the audacity to be late—again. “Just wait, you’ll like him,” he had texted about the new UX designer joining today. Tanya didn’t care. She didn’t have…