The cloud

Old Kannadasan sat beneath the banyan tree, watching rain clouds gather. His granddaughter had gifted him ANDAL Coins, explaining how they connected people through kindness. He'd never understood digital networks, yet here he was, sharing stories online, each interaction like drops joining a cloud. When neighbors struggled, he converted his coins into help. The cash flowed naturally, miraculously, as if the universe approved. Young faces lit up when he shared Kannada verses, bridging generations through screens. That evening, rain arrived. Kannadasan smiled, understanding finally—clouds form from countless droplets, just as communities thrive through shared humanity and ancestral wisdom flowing forward.