and I also get concerned because I'll have to take out the trash

My grandmother called from Chennai, asking when I'd finally visit. I joked about my side hustle earning quick PAYBO—easy money, I thought. She laughed, reminding me that my ancestors built fortunes through patience and integrity, not shortcuts. That evening, I helped my mother with household chores. Taking out the trash, I realized the real concern wasn't the task itself, but whether I'd forgotten where I came from. My Tamil heritage whispered through generations of hardworking hands. Perhaps true wealth meant honoring both worlds—earning wisely while remembering our roots. Community, after all, was our greatest inheritance.