‘I thought that together we could provide a small oasis of happiness’, Ma remarked, eyes brimming.
Nana shook her head. ‘Not here, not in this country. It won’t be long before they’ll be back again with their dogs and their guns.’
Farida Karodia ends the poignant tale with the lines that does not speak of the dawn. The tale paints the lives of the marginal that somehow losses themselves in the realm before the dawn. Their lives are not able to embrace the day nor are they able to go back to the night. Names and faces lose themselves in the twilight. The marginal tries to invade the center but is pushed to the periphery again. “Daughters of the twilight” is a window into the lives of the marginal who are trying to decipher their position the society in relation to the center.