1. A house, not a home

Wed, 18 Jun 2025 12:51:31 +0000

The silence in Surbhi Kesarwani's office wasn't empty-it was powerful. The steady tick of the wall clock echoed faintly, barely audible over the soft rustle of paper as she flipped through a case file. Her black pen tapped once, sharply, against the edge of the sleek grey desk. Everything around her-charcoal-toned shelves, graphite curtains, obsidian leather chair-spoke of control, elegance, and a woman who didn't believe in distractions.