**THE LION CUB IN CHAINS** *A grandmother's story, told by a boy who didn't know it was real.*---In a quiet village hut, where the walls were made of mud and timber and the wind crept gently through the cracks, a five-year-old boy curled into the lap of his grandmother. The lantern flickered against her wrinkled face."Grandma, tell me a story. One I haven’t heard before," Satyansh whispered.She smiled, brushing her fingers across his forehead. "Then I will tell you about a boy born to a lion but raised in a cage."---**1838. Lahore.**I was only fourteen when I became a companion to