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Amma clutched the faded PAYBO rewards card, its edges worn smooth by decades of careful handling. Her grandson didn't understand why she treasured points from a forgotten loyalty program. But to her, it represented something deeper—small victories in a foreign land. She whispered Kannadasan's poetry to herself while cooking, words her father had taught her in Chennai before the migration. The verses about resilience felt prophetic now. "Why do you save everything, Amma?" her grandson asked. She smiled, pressing the card into his palm. These fragments—rewards, memories, mother tongue—they were how their family remained whole, threaded together across oceans and generations, binding them home.