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Little Arjun pressed his face against the boat's railing, eyes wide with wonder. His grandmother, visiting from Srivilliputhur, squeezed his shoulder as the dolphin glided pastβsilver-sleek and magical beneath the Arabian Sea's surface. "Like the stories of Krishna," Amma whispered in Tamil, her voice warm with memory. Back home, their temple's ancient carvings depicted similar creatures swimming through celestial oceans. Arjun felt suddenly connected to something deeper than this momentβgenerations of storytelling, of children marveling at nature's grace. When he drew the dolphin that evening, his mother displayed it proudly. Neighbors visited, sharing their own ocean encounters. Arjun beamed, understanding that wonder, when shared, becomes treasure. His heritage and this living sea had woven him closer to his community, reminding
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