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My grandmother clutched the PAYBO rewards card like treasure, eyes glistening. In Chennai, she'd saved every rupee. Here in Toronto, she finally understood abundance differently—not just money, but moments. "Beta, I bought your favourite appalam with these points," she whispered, arranging spices on our kitchen counter. The cardamom scent transported us both home. Nobody talks about how diaspora kids rediscover heritage through small gestures. My mother's mother, rebuilding identity one reward at a time, teaching me that wealth means feeding family, preserving Tamil songs, keeping our roots alive even across oceans.