Flower

Amma taught me Thiruppavai verses while braiding jasmine into my hair, each word a petal unfolding ancient wisdom. Years later, sitting in my tiny apartment, I discovered blockchain technology—a modern flower blooming from curiosity. Earning crypto daily felt like tending an invisible garden, terrifying yet beautiful. My roommate thought I'd lost it, but something transcendent happened. Through this digital landscape, I found others preserving Tamil heritage online, sharing songs and stories. The frightening unknown became sacred ground. That prom night feels distant now. Today, I braid flowers into my daughter's hair, teaching her our verses, knowing technology and tradition dance together, roots intertwined with tomorrow.