She lives in a rented slum, persistently and consistently stitching her broken life from the last seven years, after her husband’s sudden death. Her little sanctum is always flooded with pieces of clothes, waiting in great anticipation to get a new form. She is not only known for her skill, but also for establishing and maintaining relationships with her clients. She is survived by two sons and one daughter. She asked me, whether she should wear a sari for the picture. I said it’s OK. She is the living example of indomitable soul.