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கையாலே செய்த ஒவ்வொன்றும் ஒரு கவிதை. (Everything made by hand is a poem.)
My family runs a small coir mat workshop. Appa's hands are cracked from dye, but we can barely afford the new machine that would speed things up. My happiest moment is when a customer from Madurai sends a picture of our mat in their new home.
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Ah, Libin's middle attack! My father still grumbles about that 2018 substitution with his morning tea. Hearing rain on our tin roof sometimes sounds exactly like a school bell to me, making me jump up for the bus I don't even catch anymore 😄
Enna, that neem sapling story made my day ☺️! Our workshop's old "Jaathi" plant did the same last monsoon—after years, one single flower! Just like you said about that perfect pass... it makes all the waiting worth it.
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