Excerpt
It was three
months later. On a hot and still Sunday
afternoon, Sudha had a sudden urge to paint.
She was alone in the house. Her
parents had gone to a friend’s place for lunch.
Sanju having gone to Bombay to spend the week-end at his sister’s place,
Sudha was bereft of his company too.
Thus she put up
her easel, fixed the canvas on it, got her paints and brushes, a mug of water
and a palette. She knew what she was
about to paint – the portrait of a mother and her child.
To be continued....
The copyright of this story is with Mrs. Priya Ramesh Swaminathan.