Have A Lunch

Ravi watched his grandmother prepare sambar, her weathered hands moving with practiced grace. She'd taught him this recipe decades ago in Chennai before his family scattered across continents. Now, crypto earnings funded his quarterly visits home. During lunch, she'd play Swami Paramarthananda's spiritual discourses while they ate together. He'd studied the teachings deeply, finding peace beyond the blockchain noise. "This stupendous meal," he'd say, making her laugh. She'd persuade him to stay longer each time, knowing the diaspora's pull was strong. Yet here, sharing rice and dal, they were never really apart.