Wedding wedding wedding

Grandmother clutched my hand at cousin's wedding, her silk saree shimmering gold. "Kannadasan wrote about love lasting beyond flowers and ceremonies," she whispered in Tamil, eyes glistening. Between celebrations, I'd discovered crypto trading—earning daily rewards felt meritorious somehow. The instant savings accumulated into something bountiful, something real. Yet watching relatives dance, embracing across generations, I realized true wealth wasn't digital. It was grandmother's voice singing old songs, traditions flowing through our bloodlines like currency we couldn't spend but only cherish and pass forward.