Sanju’s Art Institute was alive with creativity, the colorful sketches of young artists lining the walls as children from underprivileged backgrounds explored the world of real art and digital art. Sanju had poured her heart and soul into this institute, tying up with local orphanages to give children opportunities she herself could have only dreamed of. Every day she spent here felt like a gift, and today, like every day, she was proud of what she had built.

In the middle of her classroom, Sanju stood next to a young girl, gently guiding her through a digital painting. Her soft smile mirrored the joy she felt seeing these children explore their creativity. Then, out of nowhere, she heard a familiar voice. “Amma!”