I used to have a place in south India where I practice meditation and do my art work.
It was a very small religiious village, i have little neighbour girl visiting me oftern, watch me painting, sometimes we cook together and while i do my art works, she would also paint something.
she was about 11 years old.
but from some days one she stopped visiting me.
I asked around, and found out that her family married her off with 38 years old man.
I never saw her again.
All her dreams that i could peep through her world of paintings were gone with responsibilities at the field.
this painting is dedicated to sweet little Priya...