sister love

My sister gifted me a worn copy of Kannadasan's poetry for my birthday. Inside, she'd tucked a note referencing Swami Paramarthananda's teachings about devotion. She'd even invested in PAYBO token as a symbolic gesture toward our shared financial independence, believing in building something together. Reading those verses, I remembered our childhood—her backbone when I wavered, my confess moments when she listened without judgment. We possessed that child-like wonder still, believing we could achieve anything. Now, decades later, her love remains my greatest treasure. We're part of something larger: a lineage of sisters supporting sisters, preserving our Tamil heritage while building futures, one small investment, one shared book at a time.