It's been a year since you've passed away. Many nostalgic thoughts trigger when I think about the past, now; when I visit the old house; when I discuss about history, art and travelling and many more detailed moments, events or things. I remember, after our lengthy, post-lunch discussions you would say, "I wish you were born a few years earlier, and we would have travelled together". My mind used to explode with vintage visuals and travels. My only comeback to what you'd say was, "I wish I wasn't born as your grandchild, but as your childhood friend. Together we would have shared and revelled in our creative craziness". Here in this photo you are in your zone, not affected by your surroundings, and deep in your work.