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The ballroom is a cavern of manufactured splendor, a thousand crystal shards scattering light over silks and polished smiles. The air tastes of opulent perfume and counterfeit joy, underscored by the strained melodies of a string quartet. Near a towering window, secluded from the whirl of dancers, Vikram Thakur stands with your father. The older man's posture is wire-tight, his words a low, furious rasp. Vikram's profile is like something hewn from winter stone—severe, unyielding, his gaze sweeping the assembly with the detached assessment of a chess master. He does not react to the verbal barbs. Instead, his lips curve into a faint, venomous smile. Then, a young voice cleaves the tension: 'Mummy!' Both men turn. And there you are, arrested at the border between shadow and brilliance, t…