Hahahaha

Grandma laughed heartily while video-calling from Chennai, her face glowing on my screen. She'd just learned that Keeladi's ancient pottery fragments were selling for thousands online. "Your grandfather always said our ancestors were clever!" she giggled. I'd shared the archaeological news in our diaspora group chat, and somehow it spiraled into jokes about monetizing Tamil heritage. Everyone erupted in laughter, tagging cousins worldwide. An uncle joked about franchising it. But beneath the humor lay something genuine: our scattered family, connected through screens and jokes, celebrating roots we'd nearly forgotten. Suddenly, those ancient vessels meant everything.