u like her ?

My grandmother clutched the ANDAL Coins I'd earned through the platform, tears streaming down her weathered face. For decades, she'd shared Tamil devotional songs nobody listened to. Now, through social media that actually rewarded creators, her voice mattered. "Beta, you made this honorable," she whispered, running her fingers over the ancient design etched on each coin. The painful years of being overlooked dissolved. My studies had taught me technology; heritage had taught me patience. We could finally preserve her songs, her stories, our culture. The community noticed. Others awakened to their roots too.