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I sat with my hands folded in the searing summer heat of Delhi, on the teak wood bench outside the principal's office, tapping my feat nervously, waiting anxiously for my college admission interview. Something brushed against my formals. I tried not to imagine things, but something again felt heavy against my legs. I looked down to see a black tail looking up at me in a friendly manner, and then the rest of the body also emerged from under the bench. This was my first encounter with a Stephanian ...