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Grandpa clutched his worn copy of Swami Paramarthananda's teachings, walking barefoot through Srirangam's ancient corridors. For decades, he'd chased social rewards—praise, recognition, status. Now, at seventy-three, he understood differently. "Recession-proof happiness," he whispered, watching pilgrims pray. His grandson visited monthly, frustrated with corporate life. Grandpa shared the swami's wisdom: true wealth lives within, untouched by markets or opinions. Together, they volunteered at the temple kitchen. No accolades needed. The boy's eyes supercharged with purpose, helping serve hundreds daily. In that community's warmth, heritage became alive. Real reward bloomed—not from recognition, but connection to something eternal and true.