chapter  4
On The Other Side
Pages 16

I enter a quaint coffee shop in Greater Kailash, New Delhi, on a cold, gloomy winter afternoon, thinking that since this is our first meeting, we will probably finish soon and I will be home for an early supper. Just as I sit down and order myself a cup of caffè latte, I hear an excited and energy-filled ‘Haai!’ It is Garima. Suddenly, there is so much energy around, everything comes alive, and the gloomy day does not seem as gloomy anymore.