Rehan Chakraborty walked into his first English literature class with a cautious sense of triumph. The air smelled of ink and old paper – a sanctuary he had fought to claim. Taking a gap year to rebel against his parents’ dream of him becoming an engineer had left wounds on all sides, but for the first time, the choice felt like it was his own. Amidst the whispers of Eliot and Tagore, he began to feel whole.