Mrs S. Pankajam has always lived two lives: one of ordinary fulfilment as a wife and mother, and the other a life of desires and sharp observations that only her mind is privy to. When she starts losing her memory, her doctor recommends she keep a diary to maintain a semblance of continuity in life events. At first, she is reluctant. But as she sets pen to paper, she finds her childhood persistently wrestling with the present as a marked reminder of a past she cannot run away from.