1 April 2024 — 1 min read

I learned communism from her

Happy birthday to the strongest, most resilient, most considerate, most loving, most caring woman I know. When I say caring, it doesn't revolve around mere family members. Pretty sure no worker, carpenter, plumber, or for that matter anyone in close vicinity to her went with an empty stomach. When class, caste, professional marginalisation were rampant within my family and around, she always stood an exception. Life wasn't kind to her, but she has always been kind to every living being near her. Not a tree, an animal who has not heard her loud scoldings of love. Not an election where she has not voted for Arivaal-chuttika-nakshathram. I learned communism from her 💙

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