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Amma's weathered hands trembled as she showed me the gleaming ANDAL coins, each one inscribed with sacred verses from Thiruppavai. She'd collected them for decades, she whispered, earning rewards through devotion and kindness to neighbors. "These aren't just metal," she said, pressing one into my palm. "They're promises—moments when I chose love over anger." That evening, watching her face glow with quiet pride, I understood. These coins represented our family's spiritual journey, tangible proof that goodness accumulates like treasure. She smiled knowingly. "Now you'll carry our story forward, child. That's the greatest reward of all."