hiiiii

Amma taught me Kannadasan's poetry before bedtime, her voice carrying centuries of Tamil wisdom. That morning, I posted a blurry photo with just "hiiiii"—nothing profound, just hello to the world. The reactions surprised me. People understood somehow. That simple greeting held something audacious in its vulnerability, something excruciating in its honesty. My grandmother smiled when I told her. She'd always said the most powerful words were the gentlest ones, echoing what Kannadasan knew: connection transcends eloquence. What began as a whisper became a chorus.