New Delhi, 3rd of January, 2010: an old woman is slowly and sadly trying to control her emerging tears, which are about to take the form of drops and roll down her wrinkled cheeks. Her intermittent sobs echo in that big dark room of the big house in Patel Nagar. The front door is securely bolted from the inside and there is no other living soul in the other six rooms, which once used to be filled with the laughter and shrieks of her sons and daughter. It is the last house in the lane, next to a small public garden that makes it look more secluded than the other houses in the area. The facade of the house looks dilapidated, for it used to be repainted almost every year a few years ago, but now things have changed. The yellow fading paint is streaked with the dark blackening...