During my childhood, I used to draw the whole day without getting tired and the first viewer of those drawings was my father. And I used to ask him, “Tell me what is this?” He then used to guess. Soon, this game of drawing and guessing stopped. I acquired good skills, and started drawing mountains, rivers, sky, birds, houses, landscapes, flowers, and everything th✱at was beautiful. As I grew, my pen started adapting to new changes. The beautiful thin💫gs got overrated because the what was happening around me was bothering me a lot, so my purpose of drawing changed. I became a cartoonist, a political cartoonist.