Her grandmother smiled, her fingers moving like a weaver’s. "It’s not just about the flowers, kanna . It’s about the pause. The world moves fast, but the jasmine takes its time to bloom. We should too."
The marigold garlands draping the doorway of the Iyer household were beginning to wilt, but the scent of fried papad and simmering rasam still filled the air. desiporngirl,com
"Dadi," Ananya whispered, "why do we have to do this every day?" Her grandmother smiled, her fingers moving like a weaver’s