In memory of Balkrishna Doshi
Some of my most cherished memories of my grandfather are of him being fascinated by nature. Watching monkeys jumping and lazing around, surrounded by peacocks and peahens, deeply engrossed by trees swaying in the breeze and light filtering through fluttering leaves, while listening to birds chirping, silently conversing with nature—these were daily rituals for him….
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