Stuck here! People with money - need anything, present something. But, how much, for how much? Well, "the market" will decide, it's said. Baba's life got spent in this circus. Within these blurry-noisy-sweaty lanes of chitchats. Not mine! I'm going to rise, rise above - float. Not just another hand in these faceless exchanges. But a hand of creation rather. Creation of meaning, identity, risen from this very foundation of baba’s creation but not limited to! Never limited by the “market” Not another protagonist with a complex . But something that's sturdy, safe and that can support! Support not just us and it. But all. That’s what I will be.