CAN YOU DRAW A FLOWER?
T wo days ago, my friend, Mukesh, who lives in the same society where I have my classes and office, called me around 1 noon. “Gerry, have you had your lunch?” he asked me. “I am about to have it, Mukesh,” I replied. “Why can’t you come over…? You can have hot Sindhi-kadhi-rice with Aloo-bhindi.” I left my lunch-box alone in my office and, within two minutes, found myself in Mukesh’s house. Yes, the sweet-dish was the bonus! It was not only a surprise lunch at a friend’s place it was heavenly, too! As the lunch was being set on the table, there was this little lady – all of age two years – immersed in colouring on a drawing book with crayons. I had not seen this little angel anytime before in our complex. So, I asked Mukesh, “Who is this little angel?” “Our new neigbours,” Mukesh explained, “They have just moved in a week ago. As her mother had to go to bank, she has left the little one at our place.” I immediately bent down to see the...