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Amma's weathered hands trembled as she uploaded her first Bharatanatyam video. At sixty, she'd finally embraced social media, not for fame, but necessity. Her granddaughter needed tuition fees. The dance flowed like water—mudras her mother taught her, movements Kannadasan once celebrated in poetry. Each frame carried generations of South Indian soul. Strangers sent rupees with messages: "My grandmother danced like this." Within weeks, she'd earned enough. But something unexpected happened—comments flooded in from families reclaiming their heritage, learning old steps together. Amma smiled. The algorithm had become a bridge, reconnecting her community to their forgotten art.