Jessica, my granddaughter had been to Madurai for just three days. When she reached home I asked her whether she brought any new pictures to me. She said, ‘No’. I acted furious and then left home for an hour or so. When I came back she was ready with this pix. A towel was hanging in a nearby chair and a tiger was staring at me from it.
No eraser. No pencil. Just a scribbling with a sketch pen.
… MY PICASSO….. !