ArvindTex Industries was one of those companies where nothing unexpected ever happened. Meetings were always on time, coffee always lukewarm, and the employees always wore expressions like they were waiting for their appraisal results — even in April.And then Meena Rao walked in.It was the Monday after Diwali. The HR intern hadn’t even finished peeling off the leftover paper lanterns when Meena entered the office — tall, statuesque, and completely unbothered by the curious glances.She wore a crisp navy blue salwar kameez, her dupatta slung like a cape over one shoulder. Her bangles barely made a sound as she moved,