With her guidance, Arjun began to see the logic behind the code. Meera didn’t just give him the answer; she asked questions that led him to find it himself. Her patience was like a steady rhythm, grounding his frustration. “Try setting the limit to ten,” she suggested.
“Let’s look at it together, beta,” she said softly. “Think of it like a recipe. If you want to make masala chai, you don’t just throw everything in at once. You follow a sequence, right?”
“You did it,” Meera corrected, her face beaming with pride. “Technology is just another language, Arjun. Once you understand the heartbeat of it, you can make it sing.”
Meera smiled, her eyes twinkling with encouragement. She had worked as a software engineer before Arjun was born and still kept her skills sharp. She moved closer, her hand resting gently on his shoulder.
“I can’t get this loop to work, Ma,” Arjun groaned, leaning back in his chair. “It’s just not making sense.”