"Hazbaan"The sun was blazing. The helmet felt unbearable. What to do? If I had a government job, I would be sitting drowsily in an air-conditioned office on taxpayers' money. Or if I had a family business, I could have just made an excuse about the heat and given instructions to employees over the phone while staying comfortably at home.But here, we only had a small family-run newspaper. No matter the season—winter, summer, or monsoon—I had to be at the press to ensure our daily bread and butter.I was just tightening my helmet near my bike when I saw Mr. Khanna’s