I had this one sitting on the shelf for a while, and took it out only after reading Innale: Namboodiri. It’s Vasudevan Namboodiri’s own memoir, and Gita Krishnankutty’s translation never gets in the way of him telling it. Drawings and notes sit together, and the layout is lovely. He walks through people, places and old memories, and it’s a treat for the eyes. If you like his drawings, you should own this.