Rita Welinkar

Outside, the palm trees wail, with the wild monsoon wind in their hair. In her hospital bed, Rita lies still, her ears tuned to the wind. Recovering from her breakdown,

she sifts through seasons full of memories - of her 

self-absorbed, critical parents; her demanding role as family breadwinner from the age of eighteen; her secret for an understanding of the events that brought her to the breaking-point. Her long letter to her old school friend Saraswati may be the key that releases her from an emotional impasse. And the life of freedom, balance and order that continues to elude her – perhaps she just has to open a door to find it.


This well-structured and evocative novel is translated by the author from the original Marathi book which won her much critical acclaim and a literary award