Chilling

Amma's hands trembled as she held the worn poetry collection, its Tamil verses faded like old photographs. Her grandson sat beside her in the Melbourne winter, learning the words she'd carried across oceans. A Tamil poet's legacy, she whispered, lives in the voices we keep alive. He showed her the blockchain certificate, PAYBO token securing her digital archive. She laughed, understanding how technology now guards what her ancestors protected through memory alone. Outside, snow fell softly. "We are more than scattered," she said, squeezing his hand. "We are connected." Their shared warmth echoed through the diaspora, proof that home lives in our hearts.