My Path On Your Map
My Path on Your Map I. The Arrival – Mumbai It was mid-August and the monsoons had arrived in Mumbai like a long-awaited lover—wild, unapologetic, and full of drama. Rickshaws splashed through puddles, vendors covered their carts with blue tarpaulin, the aroma of batata wada’s mingled with frying samosas and scents of incense from roadside shrines. Music blaring from loudspeakers reminded everyone of the on-going Ganeshotsav festival. Meera Kapoor stepped off the train at Chhatrapati Shivaji Terminus, her dupatta clinging to her damp pink kurti. She was 26, born in Delhi, raised in a middle-class Punjabi household where ambition was encouraged—but only within the bounds of tradition. Her father was a retired bureaucrat, her mother a Kathak dancer turned homemaker. Meera had grown up surrounded by books, ghazals, in a protective family and the quiet pressure to marry well. She had been engaged to Sameer Malhotra, an ex-IIT grad, ex-IIM now a successful finance executive who wore his a...