Canal Lodge

My grandmother's house overlooked the ancient canal, its stones worn smooth by centuries. When archaeologists arrived for the Keeladi excavation nearby, I documented everything on my heritage blog. Those posts gained traction, finally earning meaningful income. The old lodge became my studio. I filmed stories of Chennai's layered past—pottery shards, water systems, forgotten lives. Each video connected thousands seeking authentic narratives about home. The money helped preserve grandmother's house. But the real treasure was watching young people rediscover their city's soul through my lens, understanding we're custodians of something precious, something that binds us all.