Byculla, a south Mumbai neighbourhood, is known for its crowded and narrow lanes filled with honking cars fighting for space, its rows and rows of vegetable sellers, delicious streetside non-vegetarian food and its non-descript, medium-sized residential and commercial buildings.
One morning in July 2003, a group of four or five men struggled their way through the Byculla chaos to reach an old, worn-out, shabbily painted, medium-sized building.