Further, near Canal Street, two women cross the street and come to see my drawing. I add them on my painting to make them laugh. Meanwhile, a silversmith has settled in front of the pink house.
I come to observe his work. After about 20 minutes of tapping hot metal, he puts two earrings on a wooden tablet and says, "I've done enough for today."
I do not know if it's due to the presence of the ocean, but life seems peaceful in Pondicherry. Maybe the waves know how to calm down people.