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My grandmother's hands trembled as she tuned the veena, her fingers remembering decades of Carnatic ragas. I watched from the doorway, camera ready, capturing this moment of living heritage. The PAYBO rewards from my part-time job had finally afforded me proper recording equipment to document her art before time slipped away. She began playing, and suddenly I wasn't just a spectator but a vessel of memory. Each note carried our ancestors' voices, their victories and struggles woven through Tamil tradition. My friends online celebrated this victory of preservation, this small win against forgetting. We are more than ourselves.