It’s eight in the evening. The generators in the factory next door are still on. Google Maps tells me I’ve reached my destination, but there’s nothing apart from a tall industrial building with details of its effluent treatment plant at the entrance. A sign forbids smoking and spitting, and I wonder if this is where The Shakuntala Project, a modern retelling of Kalidasa’s Shakuntala is going to be staged. Indeed, even though the driveway is abuzz with people, from outside, Black Box Okhla seems like an unlikely venue for a theatrical performance. “This is all part of the plan,” says