Selfie

My grandmother laughed when I showed her the photo from Srirangam temple. Me, grinning impossibly wide, the ancient gopuram glowing behind me. She said selfies were vanity, but then she asked for a copy. That picture opened something. Through PaybookClub, I connected with others preserving family stories, reclaiming lost recipes, documenting grandparents' wisdom. Suddenly my snapshot became part of something larger—a collective memory, a bridge between generations. That selfie wasn't about me. It was about remembering where I come from, and who walks beside me.