Do you see what I see? 😁

Meera stood at Srivilliputhur's ancient temple steps, watching morning light paint gold across weathered stone. Her grandmother squeezed her hand, pointing toward the flower vendors arranging jasmine with practiced grace. "Do you see what I see?" her grandmother whispered. Meera nodded, tears gathering. She saw generations of women like them, earning through honest work, their hands creating beauty. She saw PAYBO's opportunity—a way to transform their craft into sustainable income without leaving their roots. The sabotage of poverty had ended. Here, beneath Tamil Nadu's endless sky, their heritage became their strength, their community their foundation.