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Scene 1: Child is playing cat’s cradle

Scene 2: Grandfather(Lehnu) is pinning up his drawing,

Caretaker hands him the pills. ( Seen that the pills are for Alzheimers)

Scene 3: He’s sees his shopping bag and decides to steps out to buy vegetables

Scene 4: He goes to the vegetable vendor but is disassociated with the surroundings. (Forgets
to get change back)

Scene 5: Gets the vegetables back home (puts them in a table/fridge)

Scene 6: Notices that there were vegetables that were already bought. (he walks away)

Scene 7: He comes back to his room and seems confused.. ( frantically goes through all his
sketches), coincidently He sees the drawing of the vegetable vendor but doesnt think too much
of it.

(Audience: Moment of realization that his cartoon characters are subconsciously inspired by real
life connections aka red strings)

(Intense moment btw the drawing and the dude, broken by sound of doorbell)

Scene 8: The caretaker opens the door (simultaneously hearing the ghungroo, Lehnu hearing it,
and responding to it)

Scene 9: He remembers a cartoon char he had drawn(flashes)

Scene 10: He starts searching for the book where he drew that cartoon char

Scene 11: (Flashes) Him giving the ghungroo to his granddaughter

A child sits in a room, too engrossed in playing her game, cat cradle, becoming more and more
entangled in the knot.

In the quiet solitude of his room, Lehnu Chacha pins up his art work on the wall. Sketching
characters he had given life to, is where he found solace. He is interrupted by a gentle tap on
his shoulder. The caretaker stands with his pills. “What are these for?” he thought, looking
intently to read what was written on the vial. Alzheimer’s disease, it said in black bold lettering.
His mind, woven into a tangled web, leaving him feeling lost and disconnected from the world
around him. He sits down to take a sip of water and looks up to the clock reading, 11:30.
Searching for his tote bag, he leaves the room to get vegetables.

He steps outside taking in the sights around him as a diversion. Swiftly moving traffic, vulgar
honking and busy pedestrians on a sunny afternoon. Noticing the struggling old man, a kind
pedestrian helps him to the other side of the street. He walks over to the stall, picks up a few
potatoes and hands it over to the vendor. The vendor shrewdly quotes a price. He fumbles
through his bag for a 50 rupee note, hands it over, and walks away, having absent-mindedly
forgotten about the change.

He walks back to his house, unaware and dissociated from his surroundings, hardly realizing
the people he has walked past. Just as he places the bag of potatoes on the counter and starts
unloading them, he notices the basket kept on the counter is already filled with potatoes, too
many potatoes in fact. He realizes his mistake, he bought too many potatoes, completely
forgetting that he already had a basket full of them.

Frustrated about the surplus of vegetables, Lehnu gives up on arranging the groceries and
walks out of the kitchen, annoyed and slightly embarrassed about his mistake.

He enters his room again, a space where he seems to spend most of his hours, and sits back
down next to a pile of drawing sheets. He picks up his sketchbook, flips to an empty page and
starts sketching. Hands shaking, fingers struggling to get a hold of the pencil properly, he
manages to draw a cartoonish human figure from memory. In his chaos he sends his sheets
scattering to the ground, all of his past drawings laid out on the floor for him to marvel at. He
goes to pick them up, not realizing that he is getting lost in his own head. He sees a series of
illustrations of a young girl spinning around in traditional attire.

A prompt ring of the doorbell alerts the caretaker of the guests at the front door. Lehnu, being
engrossed with his work, pays no attention to the chatter coming from the other side of the door.
He starts sequencing the drawings of the girl dancing. Sitting on the ground surrounded by his
own art. His tangled thoughts all come to a crashing halt when the sound of ghungroo enters his
room. The sketches of how a girl performs a dance routine. Looking at them, something stirs
inside Lehnu who is suddenly hit by a flash of memories. ( a continuous back and forth with the
past memories and his drawings until morphed into a singular vision )

A child is playing in the cat's cradle as her grandfather walks up behind her with his hands
behind his back. He taps her on the shoulder and presents her with her first set of ghungroos.
He shows her how to tie them together as she continues playing the game, weaving
connections she will make in a lifetime.

He realizes that he has made a lot of connections throughout his lifetime and that the characters
he’s drawn are in fact representations of those connections.

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