The sun in May hit different back then. By eight in the morning, the gali was already heating up, but we played anyway. No one cared. No sunscreen, no shoes, no hydration breaks. Just an open patch of land tucked behind two blocks in Lajpat Nagar – some called it a park, but it had…

it was a fine delhi morning – birds chirping, a vegetable vendor calling out to the residents and the sharp whistle of a pressure cooker slicing through the air. The sound jolted Raj awake from his deep slumber. groggily, He turned to look at the red clock on his wall – a Diwali gift his…