‘Naba’ is the name of my dear father. He is the second last child in ten siblings and so has always been a child at heart. Even though he studied agriculture and spent his whole professional life in that line, his true passion lies in art. He is a painter, sculptor, craftsman, poet, writer and also has a huge green thumb. He has developed a Japanese garden at home and spends his time tending to it and a few hundreds of Bonsai plants. He is an introvert and hardly reveals his true emotions. He rarely displays his affection for anyone but his daughters.