He was now alone. His only comfort was his writing.
'The Dance of Shiva', 'Transformation of Nature in art', 'Christian and Oriental
Philosophy of Art', 'History of Indian and Indonesian art', 'Buddha and the Gospel of
Buddhism' - he wrote all these books.
His life was lonely as a hermit's. He cooked his own food and took care of everything
himself. His studies continued. Time passed.
He met an Argentinean woman called Dona Lusa in Boston. She was a widow. She looked
after him and proved to be a dedicated helpmate and companion. She took endless pains to
edit Ananda Coomaraswamy's writings. He forgot his sorrows in her company.
Dona Lusa bore him a son. They named him Rama. Coomaraswamy bestowed much care on the
upbringing of this child. He sent the boy to the Gurukula University at Haridwara, so that
he would have an Indian education. Rama obtained his degree and later trained as a surgeon
in the Albert Einstein hospital in America. He is practicing medicine in America now.