The incessant whirring of her motorized sewing machine filled the house, and I wondered with a good measure of curiosity, what her latest creation would look like. Would it be a young radiant woman candidly peeping out of a window or a wizened, old man drawing at his "hookah", with a far-away look in his eyes? For, having seen the myriad portraits, adorning the walls of her simple and attractive house, I really did not know what to expect. What I did know was that I was in the presence of an artist extraordinaire who could recreate every nuance of a human face from mundane articles like thread, cloth and a sewing machine!