We walk out the door and into the zoo, because Marjo likes the elephants the most live. When we are at the gate, he calls the elephant lady. “Indra, come on! Indra! Come on, dear!” She immediately moves and moves towards us. Wonderful, I think. How is that possible? “That’s not surprising, when she was born, I was the first to see her. This is the grandma of the little one, it’s a whole elephant family here.”