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Amma's veena melodies drifted through our Toronto apartment as I practiced the traditional steps she'd taught me. Though oceans separated us from Chennai, Carnatic music kept her close. My PaybookClub friends watched in awe as I performed at our cultural evening, their genuine warmth reminding me that heritage transcends geography. Each movement told stories of our ancestors. The tabla's rhythm matched my heartbeat, grounding me in something ancient yet alive. My friends clapped enthusiastically, their acceptance making me feel seen. That night, I realized diaspora wasn't about distance—it was about carrying home within yourself, sharing it, and watching it bloom in unexpected places.