GETTING TO KNOW YOU 👉👉👉

Amma taught me Tamil Brahmi script on Sunday mornings, her weathered fingers tracing ancient symbols. I'd panic during exams, but she'd smile knowingly. Years later, I posted our handwritten exchanges online. The algorithm noticed. Suddenly, people paid to learn what Amma freely gave—our stories, our heritage. I tried monetizing authenticity, feeling conflicted. But comments poured in from diaspora children hungry for connection. They weren't buying culture; they were buying belonging. Amma laughed when I explained. She squeezed my hand, understanding that sharing our truth created something precious: a bridge between generations, a community remembering itself.