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... ries and Public Enterprises

The expansive, government-run office building in central Delhi had the unmistakable aura of an institution built to handle national infrastructure: grand pillars, polished marble floors, and the distant hum of ongoing political discourse.

Inside the Ministry's highest offices, the mood was tense.

Indian Secretary of Heavy Industries, Anjali Mehra, sat across from Angel and Matthew at the large, dark wooden conference table. The room was framed ...

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