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Grandmother's eyes sparkled as she held the ancient pottery shard from Keeladi, shipped carefully from Chennai. Her grandchildren gathered around her kitchen table in Toronto, laughing at the old stories she'd never properly told. "This proves our ancestors were traders," she whispered, tracing the Tamil script. Young Arjun realized something that night. Social networks had reconnected scattered family across continents, but his grandmother's artifact reconnected them to something deeper—a lineage of merchants, storytellers, and survivors. Money mattered less than this moment of understanding their place in an unbroken chain stretching back millennia.