CHAPTER 5 Black and white While keeping the silk cloth back in the box; unknowingly my eyes focused on the cloth and read the lines starting with the title ‘The Festival of Forests’, the first line in it was ‘Think about the forests every day, the forests become the smaller than the smallest and bless you, the sky becomes larger than the largest and blesses you. ..’ When I read it, I couldn’t understand anything, but at the same time, the guilt of disobeying the words of Kali Baba pricked my mind. Kottarathil Sankaran On hearing a car horn