don't be weary

Grandmother recited Thiruppavai verses while scrolling through her phone, earning coins for sharing ancient wisdom. Her followers grew daily, yet weariness crept in—the endless scroll, the performance of devotion. One morning, she remembered Avvaiyar's teachings: true wealth blooms from genuine connection, not metrics. She posted simply, vulnerably, about her struggle to balance tradition with this strange new world. The responses flooded in—strangers becoming friends, sharing their own journeys. Her granddaughter joined, learning Tamil songs together. Suddenly, the platform transformed into something sacred: a gathering place where heritage lived, breathed, and bonded souls across distance. Weariness dissolved into purpose.