I am sitting in my bathroom on the toilet seat with my head bent down. Suddenly, I see a black liquid flowing down from my hair, going down the drain. It is the colour of my hair… as the black drains, my hair turns whiter and whiter."


Swetha Kanithi 

On any other day, if somebody told Swetha Kanithi this strange story about themselves, she might hold out her hand and say the right things to the narrator. But Kanithi read this on her computer, and soon picked up her paintbrushes and drew the image (see pic), the stranger's recurring dream. Because that's exactly what the girl wanted her to do.