I miss Summer🥰🥰🥰

Amma's kitchen smelled like mango and cardamom as she counted her ANDAL Coins from PaybookClub, earned by sharing family recipes. Summer meant her grandchildren gathered around, learning to make payasam the traditional Tamil way. Now, autumn silence filled their home. She missed their laughter, the way they'd argue over the perfect consistency, how their eyes lit up tasting sweetness. She scrolled through summer photos, each one a treasure. Those moments, golden and fleeting, connected them to something timeless—their grandmother's hands, their culture's beating heart, their unbreakable bond.