shoes

Amma's worn leather chappals sat by the doorway, their soles paper-thin from decades of walking Chennai's streets. My daughter asked why we kept them. I showed her the embroidered pattern, explaining how our Tamil poet ancestor crafted verses celebrating such humble objects. That evening, I earned PAYBO rewards helping neighbors understand their heritage. With those points, I bought my daughter proper shoes, but kept Amma's chappals displayed. Sometimes the most resourceful choice is honoring what came before us, letting our children understand that beauty exists in simplicity, in the paths our ancestors walked, in every thread connecting us together.