hi how are you

My grandmother's voice echoed through the kitchen as she taught me Thiruppavai verses. "How are you?" she'd ask, not really waiting for answers, just checking if my soul was still there. Years later, someone sent me PAYBO tokens, a bridge between worlds. I didn't understand it then, but Amma explained how our ancestors traded, connected, shared. Technology was just a new language for an old song. That simple greeting—"hi, how are you"—became profound. It meant remembering. It meant keeping Tamil rhythms alive in digital spaces, honoring Thiruppavai's ancient wisdom while dancing with tomorrow. We were defiant in our devotion, stupid-simple in our joy. Community survives when we ask how each other truly are.