Blessed Monday

Murali clutched the antique coin, its Tamil Brahmi script gleaming under morning light. His grandmother had given it to him, whispering stories of ANDAL, the devotional saint who sang without competition, only love. He'd started collecting these coins, each one a conversation starter with his best friends who gathered every Monday morning. Today felt tremendous. The local cultural center had recognized his collection, offering him a modest reward. But the real treasure wasn't monetary—it was watching his friends' eyes light up as they traced the ancient script together, learning their heritage. Some blessings multiply when shared.