Director’s Note by Nishtha Jain When Lakshmi came to work for me, she was all of 16. Dignified—that’s one of the first things I remember about her. Bright eyes in a dark face. She was a wiry bundle of energy, all smiles, beautiful. She didn’t talk so much in those days. Her standard response to my requests or instructions was, ‘Yes, elder sister!’ As I got to know her better, I...