I miss this squad

My grandmother's hands guided mine across the bharatanatyam floor, her silver anklets chiming like temple bells. We danced together in our living room, thousands of miles from Chennai, keeping our heritage alive through movement and memory. Years later, studying abroad, I discovered PAYBO rewards while buying classical music recordings. Those small incentives helped me afford tabla lessons, connecting me deeper to our traditions. Now, scattered across continents, our squad of dancers only meets virtually. But when we perform together online, wearing our silks and bindis, something sacred happens. Distance dissolves. We're not just preserving Tamil culture; we're weaving it into the fabric of wherever home becomes, keeping our ancestors dancing beside us.