A Piece of Me

The title may sound a bit weird, but read on. 


It was a lazy night after an early-dinner. The news channels had found their new prey and were having a great time picking at the fallen idols, and driving viewers crazy in the process. 

It's been a long time since I did anything creative, so I went hunting on my daughter's table (that is where all the creative stuff is treasured these days). Luckily I managed to find a black drawing pen in the huge treasure trunk. Being Janmashtami day, I sat to draw a quick portrait of my beloved Little Krishna. There was a time when as a child I adored drawing Krishna pictures, he is just so cute I would say. And as I grew up the lazy me moved on to Lord Ganesha, the flexible God who could take shape with just a few curved lines and strokes.

The portrait was quick, but I didn't like the result. So I called the little art expert for comments. She looked at me with a smirk, and said give it to me I'll make it right. As usual I didn't have the patience, so I handed over my work to my best half and grabbed a book to go to sleep. What I really missed is that I should have sat back to see the passion in the little artist's eyes.

Next morning I was in for a surprise when I opened the diary. There was a beautiful little Krishna, very different from how I had left him and looking adorable filled with a lot of joy around him. And a gleeful note below said it all. She made my day today! 

Life is so much more beautiful because of her. 
A little piece of me, but a better one. 

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