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?
Ankahi. Unsaid. 
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