Anushka's familiar world was the narrow lanes of Kolkata, the scent of old books in College Street, and friendly chatter on the green grass of Victoria Memorial. Amidst all this, she found her life. But deep within her existence was an invisible vibration, a subtle resonance that never left her. Anushka knew that her Kolkata, her Earth—all of it was merely a tiny fragment of a vast design, which she called the Multiverse.
