Chapter 1 – The Departure The evening at Delhi Railway Station was a symphony of controlled chaos. Platforms teemed with passengers clutching tickets and bags, while porters darted back and forth, balancing mountains of luggage on their heads and shoulders. Vendors hawked steaming cups of chai, fried snacks, and newspapers, their calls cutting through the din like a persistent rhythm. The scent of damp earth from an earlier drizzle mixed with the metallic tang of the rails, creating an oddly nostalgic perfume. Among the crowd, a young lawyer in a crisp suit navigated the throng with measured steps, his briefcase…
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Priyangshu Patil 1 Sahil sat on the edge of his bed, staring at the clock as the minute hand crept closer to midnight. The sound of crickets outside his window blended with the faint hum of the small village, but inside the room, there was a heavy silence. Tomorrow, or rather, tonight, he would be leaving his small town in Bihar and embarking on a journey that had always felt distant, almost like a dream. A dream that felt too big, too uncertain, yet necessary. He stood up and glanced at his suitcase, neatly packed with a few clothes, a…