Programs

Grandfather showed me Keeladi's ancient pottery, eyes gleaming with pride. "Our ancestors understood programs," he whispered, tracing Tamil script. I laughed, thinking of crypto apps I'd discovered earning daily returns. Yet watching him connect past and present, something shifted. Kannadasan's poetry filled our home that evening, words about heritage and human dignity. I realized true wealth wasn't algorithmic gains, but this moment—bridging generations through stories and soil. My phone buzzed with earnings notifications, but I silenced it. Some programs run deeper than code.