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New Delhi [India], August 17: A gently unhinged love letter to soft baby clothes, small humans, and the Indian brand quietly winning the war. No one prepares you for the laundry. You are handed a baby, a tiny, gurgling, astonishingly leaky human, and somewhere in the fine print, they forget to mention that this creature will burn through outfits at the pace of a Formula 1 pit crew. Breakfast happens. An “incident” happens. A mysterious second incident happens before you have even located the wet wipes. By 9 a.m., you have done three costume changes, and your child has, frankly,…