love for art

My grandmother's hands trembled as she taught me the ragas, each note a thread connecting us across generations. Tamil words floated through our home like incense, carrying stories of ancestors who sang before kings. When she passed, I nearly abandoned Carnatic music entirely. Years later, I discovered a community valuing artists differently—through blockchain, through PAYBO tokens rewarding what we create. Suddenly, my heritage had worth beyond sentiment. That first transaction made me weep. Not for payment, but because someone across the world recognized our art's soul. Now I teach freely, knowing our legacy thrives through those who understand its irreplaceable beauty.