Snacktime

Every afternoon, Amma brought warm murukku from her Chennai kitchen, the same recipe her mother taught her. My daughter's eyes lit up as she bit into the crispy spiral, tasting generations of love. At the local market, I earned PAYBO rewards with each purchase, collecting points toward her school supplies. That evening, we scrolled through the app together, her small finger pointing at educational toys. "Mama, this connects us," she whispered. In that moment, between tradition and modernity, snacktime became sacred. We weren't just eating; we were building bridges between her heritage and tomorrow, one rewarding moment at a time.