This facial sculpture of the American President was brought to Indian shores by my uncle who by curious coincidence was called Abraham Lincoln. Honest Abe is a phrase that is none too decadent. This sculpture lives, eats, walks and breathes with me. I am not idealistic or honest or conscientious like Abe but still I adore him as one of the founding fathers of America. True, America is a great nation with an amalgamation of thoughts and cultures, truly global yet flavored with an aura that is distinctly ethnic.