To Arpita, the waiting figures were “the still point of the turning world”… and likely to explode into movement at any moment. Pratiksha as it translates to waiting.. City girl Arpita had no difficulty in slipping through urban boundaries and understanding the sensibilities and milieu of village women. Women bound to be in an endless circle pf waiting, all through their lives:waiting throughout the year for Nature’s cycle to be fulfilled… for the plants to grow, the blossoms to fade away: for the fruit to ripen into sweetness and for the rains.

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