Radhika Sharma 1 Ananya Sharma’s life, to any outsider, looked like something that could be wrapped neatly in a report card or a family photo framed in the drawing room. Sixteen, sharp-eyed, with her hair always tied back in a disciplined ponytail and her school uniform creased to perfection, she seemed to glide through her Delhi school corridors with the quiet confidence of someone who had it all figured out. Teachers adored her for her flawless homework submissions and her articulate speeches in debating competitions; classmates respected her, even envied her, for the effortless way she seemed to win trophies…