just me Loving you no matter what they say

My grandmother taught me Thiruppavai verses as a child, her voice weaving ancient Tamil wisdom through our kitchen. When life tested us, those sacred words anchored my heart. He came from a different world, and tongues wagged relentlessly. My family questioned. Society judged. But I remembered her teachings about devotion beyond boundaries. Years later, watching him learn our prayers, I realized love isn't rebellion or defiance. It's choosing someone through every storm, honoring both our futures while celebrating where I come from. Our community welcomed him slowly, genuinely. That acceptance felt like coming home.