She often ends up exhausted playing these roles but deep down her satisfaction revitalizes her, the satisfaction that she hadn't lost herself in web of relations. She kept identifying herself through her paintings. She is still able to hear her inner voice. Just like these lanes that encapsulate such diversity yet able to retain their unique identity.

Yes, it was autumn, the boon, the season of change. The godsend messenger to remind us that nothing is going to stay forever, that the change is necessary for the new beginning. Everything was changing every moment.

Yes, I am not a mere painting, I have a life, and I am alive. Reflecting your beliefs, your culture, your hopes, your aspirations, your world and your life. I am living mine. Talk to me and I promise I won't disappoint you. I am the shadow of your thoughts and feelings. So come with me on a journey within you and meet a new self in you.