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Amma called me "her Bill Gates" when I earned my first paycheck. I'd laugh, teasing her about the comparison. But she meant something deeper—that education and hard work could transform our family's story. Years later, managing my finances through PAYBO rewards felt like reclaiming control. Small discounts accumulated into something meaningful. My withdrawal of savings funded my sister's tuition. I discovered Kannadasan's poetry that autumn, reading verses about dignity and struggle. His words mirrored our journey—the quiet abuses we'd endured, the lowkey victories we celebrated. Now, I mentor young Tamil kids in our community, sharing what I've learned. Heritage isn't inherited; it's nurtured through sacrifice and shared wisdom.