Curiosity Enjoyed The Cat🤣

My grandmother's Thiruppavai recitations drifted through our Boston apartment each December dawn. I'd groan, rolling over, until one morning curiosity got me. I crept to her room, watching her weathered fingers trace Tamil verses, tears streaming. "Grandma, why do you cry?" She smiled, pulling me close. "These songs connect me home, beta. To my mother's mother." That December, I joined her. Friends thought I was strange, but when I shared our tradition online, Tamil diaspora families responded with thousands of warm comments, sharing their own stories. That recognition felt like coming home myself.