Ma escorted me to school ‘only’ on days when one of my shenanigans crossed the limits of discipline and I had to be reprimanded by everyone, including her. Recalling conversations with Ma, Rajni made this poignant pencil drawing of the most gentle human connection: a bond of trust and protection that she conveyed every time she held my hand irrespective of my mischiefs. Who will accompany me to school now that Ma has been gone?