Watched "The Hours" with Ima. Lovely film. She remembered the time she could not bring her play Asangba Nongjaabi to a satisfying conclusion. She got up in the middle of the night and put on some music. As she paced the room, she said, my father got up. He was angry with her. He misunderstood me, she said.

She wants to read Virginia Woolf. Maybe I will ask Zette to bring a copy of A Room of One’s Own.