happy Halloween

My daughter twirled in her costume, giggling as neighbors showered her with candy and compliments. That night, I found myself reflecting on traditions—how my mother once taught me Thiruppavai's verses during similar seasons of celebration and togetherness. I decorated our home with pumpkins beside a small kolam, bridging two worlds effortlessly. When children arrived, their eyes widened at this beautiful blend. Parents lingered, asking questions about Tamil heritage, genuinely curious. By evening's end, my daughter had collected more than candy. She'd shared something deeper—a story of where she comes from, connecting past and present. Our community had witnessed this moment, celebrating not just Halloween, but the richness of belonging.