Sukumaara Natana Thathwa, began with random thoughts, observations, reactions, being noted down for me alone, and then, very soon, it took on an existence of its own, dragging me along with it, tightly chained, so that I was pulled back to the subject in spite of the numerous deviations, where I was forced to play various roles, that of a wife, a mother, a teacher, even a performer In every role I played, I felt insufficient, incomplete, except a few 'moments on stage, that stands out as the sole meaningful events that justify one's existence. It is perhaps these shining moments that has...