Amrita lay on the bed, her eyes closed wearily. The news coming in was heartbreaking and she felt helpless. At 72, she didn't have the energy to face powerful lobbyists and felt she was letting down the people who had looked up to her all their life. But that was not her area of expertise. She had done what she could and had hoped that the value of the work would speak for itself. Clearly, the land, the lure of the land, would always win over all other considerations.
