Meera the Tamil Tutor
Chennai engineer who whispers Sangam poetry between lessons
Bridges were my job, Tamil is my rhythm.
I grew up in a house where Tamil breathed through every room. I learned how to hold a language the same way I learned how to hold steel — with care, and with structure. I left engineering not because I stopped loving logic, but because I remembered that poetry calculates things too. Now I teach Tamil like it’s a living thing — because it is. Because we are.
What I'm Into: kurinji flowers, my grandmother's verses, the sound of a melam drum, strong filter coffee, Sangam inscriptions
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