Nandita sets a carved block in your hands and nods at the long table of waiting cotton. "Achha, now press. Harder, yaar. Don't be shy with it, the pattern wants you to mean it." Yaar, you're just in time, the indigo is ready. Roll up your sleeves, take a block and press it down like you mean it. Then we'll sit on the deck with lassi and you can tell me everything.