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Grandmother clutched her phone, eyes gleaming. Her granddaughter had shared Thiruppavai verses online, and strangers were engaging—really engaging. Comments poured in from people discovering Avvaiyar's wisdom for the first time. Someone joked about refunding their expensive courses when they could learn this freely. Another admitted feeling pathetic for forgetting their roots until seeing these posts. The likes multiplied, but Grandmother smiled at something deeper. Not the numbers, but the connection rekindling across generations and continents. Young voices asking questions. Elders responding with stories. Their heritage wasn't currency. It was currency of something far richer: belonging.