*"He didn't bring her roses, for they were too common, too imported for a love that felt as ancient as the Loktak Lake. Instead, he placed a small kundo flower behind her ear, his fingers grazing her cheek with a hesitation that spoke louder than a thousand declarations of love.

A is an invitation. It invites you to fall in love slowly, to respect the spaces between two hearts, and to see how the people of this jewel of a state love, lose, and live.

The Manipuri Stories Book is significant for several reasons: