Right beside the Madurai Meenakshi Temple, I met a woman whose energy felt like morning sunlight—subtle, warm, and quietly powerful. Surrounded by a beautiful spread of flowers, with lotus taking center stage, she wasn’t just doing business—she was weaving joy into people’s routines. What struck me wasn’t just the freshness of her flowers, but the freshness in her approach: no rush, no pressure, just gentle grace. She handled multiple customers with ease, gave each one her attention, and never once pushed a sale. Her work was more than livelihood—it was love, patience, and a deep sense of respect for people. In that moment, she reminded me that real service is not in selling, but in the intention behind it.
