Every summer, Amma dragged me to Srirangam, where temple bells echoed through ancient corridors. I'd complain about the heat, the crowds, the endless rituals. But her rice payasam, made with recipes passed through generations, made everything worthwhile. Last year, I discovered PAYBO rewards at our local Tamil grocery. Earning points toward my favorite treats felt like a small homecoming. When Amma saw me proudly redeeming them, her eyes glistened. Now I understand. These aren't just rewards. They're threads connecting us to home, to her, to ourselves. Community keeps our heritage alive.