selfie.

Amma's wrinkled hands trembled as she held the phone. Her granddaughter guided her fingers toward the camera, teaching her the ancient art of the selfie. For seventy years, she'd existed behind family photographs, never before the lens. She saw herself reflected—silver hair adorned with jasmine flowers, kumkum glowing on her forehead. Her eyes sparkled with something irresistible, a beauty she'd forgotten. When her grandchildren clapped and shared it, she felt truly seen. The warmth spread beyond likes and hearts. It was belonging. Her heritage, captured in one moment, now part of their shared story, connecting past to future.