In the front seat sat 16-year-old Rahul (name changed), his face concealed behind a mask. He wasn’t afraid of the police; he was terrified of his parents, who would lock him indoors if they spotted his face on the news. Traveling from Vasai to Shivaji Park had become a ritual for him whenever a demonstration called. Peering out from beneath a furrowed brow, he looked at the policewoman guarding the door and lied without blinking: "I’m 21." She simply stared back, under strict orders not to engage. Next to him sat Kartik (name changed), who had just flown in from Bangalore for a date, only to watch his evening turn into a nightmare as he was swept into the police fold. In the middle of the Mumbai Police detention drive, any room for dialogue or listening had utterly dissolved.