Vrinda Manocha’s story sheds light on the troubled mind of a naughty six-year-old girl, Jiya, who’s desperately waiting for her mother to return home.
A 23-year-old writes a letter to her future self at 30, touching upon things she’s learnt over the years, and where she hopes she will be at 30. Vrinda Manocha’s letter makes you smile even as it can make you feel a lump in your throat.