blessed day

Amma taught me Thiruppavai verses while I scrolled mindlessly through apps. Today, I posted about Keeladi's discovery—ancient Tamil pottery speaking across centuries. The post gained traction; the algorithm finally noticed. But standing in our kitchen, surrounded by brass vessels like those unearthed, I realized the real treasure wasn't the engagement metrics or modest earnings that followed. It was Amma's pride. My sister's questions about our ancestors. The comments from strangers becoming neighbors, sharing their own stories, their own heritage. Social media had finally shown me something valuable: connection to something eternal, something ours.