of course

Grandmother traced ancient Tamil letters from the Keeladi excavation photographs, her weathered fingers trembling. "Kannadasan wrote of this," she whispered, referencing the poet's words about roots and continuity. My daughter documented everything on the Stellar blockchain, preserving our family's stories permanently. "Why now?" I asked. "Of course," she smiled. "Each generation must remember where it came from. These excavations aren't just history—they're proof that we belonged somewhere, that our ancestors mattered." The digital ledger glowed softly. Past and future merged in that moment, connecting us to something larger than ourselves.