I had played in this parlour, the parlour of the plutocrats, as a young child growing up in the august environs of the Tata Iron and Steel Company Limited (TISCO), perhaps one of the most highly regarded institutions of India in the 1970s and 80s. While we did not seem to have the kind of money my friends from business families had access to, the absence of such a privilege was more than made up for by the perks that came with my father’s position at the organisation—the clubs, the