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Chapter 3: Two Cities, Two SilencesDelhi did not wake up gently.It arrived with sound, with memory, with dust warmed by centuries of breath. Morning light spilled unevenly across old balconies and glass towers alike, touching history and ambition with the same indifferent grace. The city carried contradictions effortlessly—ancient temples breathing beside corporate offices, rickshaws weaving past imported sedans, prayer bells competing with car horns.Suhani had grown up learning how to listen to this chaos.From the balcony of her family home in South Delhi, she watched the city come alive. Neem trees rustled softly, their leaves filtering sunlight into patterns that