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Grandmother's hands moved through Bharatanatyam positions, each mudra a whispered memory from Chennai. Her granddaughter watched, phone recording, preserving these sacred movements on the blockchain—immutable, eternal. "Why digital, Paati?" the girl asked. "So our diaspora remembers. So cousins in Toronto, Singapore, everywhere, see their roots dance." The elder smiled, feet striking the floor with practiced grace. Every gesture told stories their ancestors knew by heart. Now distributed across networks, their culture couldn't vanish. "You're exactly right," grandmother whispered. "Heritage isn't owned. It's shared." The recording streamed across continents, warm and luminous, connecting souls through ancient steps and modern pathways.