Neel Chakravarti Chapter 1 – The Arrival The airplane touched down at Indira Gandhi International just before dawn, the windows fogging from the sudden change of air. Kabir Malhotra leaned his forehead against the glass, watching Delhi’s tarmac blur into a pale mist. The stewardess announced the temperature outside—five degrees—and Kabir almost smiled. Five degrees in Delhi was a different world altogether, neither the shivering Himalayan frost nor the coastal damp of Mumbai, but a peculiar kind of stillness: the city wrapped in a shawl of its own smoke and silence. By the time he collected his single suitcase and…