CHAPTER-46 Retribution   An elderly gentleman of around seventy placed his old visiting card on the page to close the thick volume of the book in his hand. The painted illustration of Lord Krishna on a golden chariot glittered to highlight every pixel as the early morning beam struck it. As the reader removed his brown-framed spectacles whose temples were dark yellow in color, he leaned back on his couch. No sooner did he rest his arms on the arms of the sofa than his doorbell rang. “Reshma beti, open the door”, he ordered, shrinking his eyes and frowning as his