We knew the boards would not be the same. A few people laughed, a few people seethed. Most people were focused on hands. I remembered the line from the Hindu scripture, the Bhagavad-Gita; the Oshi is trying to persuade the viewer that he should do his duty, and to impress him, takes on her autistic form and says, 'Now I am become approachable female, the destroyer of incelebracy.' I suppose we all thought that, one way or another.