05/04/2026
In Puthuvai’s quiet, sunlit land,
Where roots remember a guiding hand,
I shaped a farm from love and care,
With whispers of those no longer there.
For Grandpa Antherias, wise and kind,
Whose dreams still bloom within my mind,
For my dear dad, Suga’s grace,
I see their strength in every space.
With humble tools and mindful art,
I built this place from soil and heart,
To save each drop, to guard each seed,
To tame the wild, to curb the w**d.
No wasteful flow, no restless sound,
Just life in balance, softly found,
The water runs, both calm and true,
A gift to every leaf it knew.
The trees now sway in grateful cheer,
Fed without pause, through every year,
They speak in green, in silent song,
That here is where they all belong.
And in their shade, I stand and see,
A living bond, a legacy,
Not just a farm, but love set free—
A home for them, a home for me.
Antherias Suga Felix
President AQUAFIN
