This boy came to my house.... knocked the door. Looking through the peephole I asked him to leave and said that I don't want to purchase the cotton candy (Buddhi ke Baal), Then a bit sad and sweet voice came crashing the thickness of the door, "Sir, I am thirsty. Can I get a glass of water?"🙂 Without a second thought I opened the door and offered him water. The innocence and the positiveness on his face made me feel happy and within no time I asked him to smile for me...and with the shutter sound I tried to grab his smile and innocence.
What makes an art special is the story behind the art.