I had first seen her as a child, on a big screen in a theatre as an elegant American woman photographing ‘Gandhi’ (1982). With every viewing of Richard Attenborough’s classic over the next several decades, something new was added to my response to her. As a teenager, with my imagination all fired up with the Indian national movement that I loved to read about in my history syllabus at school, I found it unfair that Attenborough could give space to her in his film and not Netaji. As a partition scholar in my 20s and 30s, I admired her iconic photographs of the India of 1946-1947, which are now widely available on the internet. But it is only in February, while listening to a conversation on Sunil Janah that I discovered a whole new aspect of Margaret Bourke-White.