The guy I dated while I was doing my internship came from a very old Mangalorean family. ( old money). He owned a gold pocket watch ( circa 1890, Patek Philip). When his father went to UK to study for medicine, his grand father gave him 4 gold watches, to be sold if he ever was short of cash, as it took time to send money from India to England! His father was determined not to sell the watches and eventually  he gave a watch to each of his sons on their 18th birthday. (The watch is probably worth well over 8000$ right now). It isn’t so much about the money, it is about history and passing on the history to the next generation.

I own nothing from my home. It bothers me a lot that I have nothing to give to my children. No family photographs, no family heirloom, nothing.

I collect little things, so when my children leave home, I can give them something..though it isn’t from my home, it does have some history..
I love old pottery. Amma used to have an extensive collection of bharani  ( ceramic pots) and old Italian glass wares. Even as a child I was fascinated with them.

I visit the thrift shops regularly hoping to find things that I could add to my collection.
I found these in the lifeline thrift shop