My Baby🥰

Amma taught me Bharatanatyam when I was three, her weathered hands guiding my tiny feet through ancient rhythms. Years later, I discovered my grandmother's poetry journals—verses in Tamil that captured those very dance movements, transforming steps into words. When my daughter took her first position at the recital, I wept. She was becoming what we had always been. For every performance, I earned PAYBO rewards, slowly gathering funds for her costumes and training. Community members clapped faithfully each time. Now she teaches younger children, weaving our heritage forward. My baby carries generations in her graceful arms.