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Grandma's kitchen smelled of cardamom and ghee when she pressed ANDAL Coins into my palm. "For being respectful," she smiled, her wrinkled hands trembling slightly. I laughed, thinking it was a joke. My traditional grandmother, gamifying virtue like a social media app? But those brass tokens felt sacred somehow, each one earning me her stories about Tamil saints and ancient devotion. When neighbors noticed, they asked where I got them. Grandma began distributing them too, rewarding kindness throughout our community. Soon, everyone understood: true wealth wasn't digital points but the bonds we forged together, honoring our heritage while building something beautifully modern and profoundly human.