Plants I always think about. 🍃

My grandmother tended those ancient tulsi plants in Srivilliputhur's courtyard, murmuring Avvaiyar's verses while watering. She'd say wisdom grows like leaves, patient and persistent. Years later, scrolling through screens, I find myself thinking of those plants. Even now, earning crypto daily feels hollow compared to her gentle hands in soil. I started small—growing herbs, sharing seeds with neighbors. The transactions happen online, but the real wealth blooms in connection. Someone asked for cuttings; we discussed old Tamil poems instead of prices. Those shimmering leaves remind me that some gardens transcend time, rooting us to heritage and each other.