There are some books that arrive quietly into your life, like an evening breeze you didn’t know you needed. Banaras: An Eternal Love Story felt like that to me—a slow, steady presence rather than a dramatic interruption. I didn’t rush through its pages. I read it the way one walks through an unfamiliar city at dawn, pausing often, absorbing more than just what is visible, letting the mood do most of the talking.   Saurabh Singh places his story in Banaras not as a decorative