Ayudha Poojai, a cherished festival across Tamil Nadu, carries centuries of reverence and tradition. It’s a day set aside not just to honor tools and machines—but to recognize the silent companions that help us serve, build, and carry forward our purpose.
At Snehan Home, we celebrated this sacred day with joy and gratitude, joined by our beloved residents. Together, we washed every vehicle, cleaned the campus with care, polished our electronic equipment, and lovingly prepared for the poojai. The campus was filled with love as we offered prayers, adorned our tools with flowers, and shared sweets, fruits, and festive treats with one another.
But among all the items we honored, one stood out—my tricycle.
This humble vehicle is more than metal and wheels. It is a living memory of my journey. In the days when my pockets were empty but my heart was full of purpose, this tricycle stood by me. It carried the sick, the dying, the forgotten—becoming my ambulance, my lifeline, my companion in service. It bore witness to countless acts of compassion, and never once asked for anything in return.
Today, it stands not just as a vehicle, but as a symbol of resilience and love. I’ve asked my family and team to ensure it remains parked in front of our office for as long as I live. Every time I see it, I’m reminded of the days I had nothing but a heart willing to serve—and the tricycle that helped me do it.
This Ayudha Poojai, we didn’t just honor our tools. We honored our journey. And we celebrated the quiet strength that carries us forward, one act of love at a time.
