Every year, with my wife Rupa and our two kids Felix Raghav and Anouk Tara, we visit the family home in Delhi. “Nani India” (“Grandmother India”, Rupa’s mother) lives there alone and performs the rituals that strictly punctuates her life. While I am discovering a world, this one carries its own vanishing. The film, shot over a decade, shares a gaze upon the birth of a memory and the transmission in a multicultural family.