In the early twenty-first century a woman in Taos, New Mexico, falls heir to an extraordinary mystical artifact, a carved wooden box, which she discovers has a long and complex history. What follows is a glimpse at that history.

Prithvi is a young man with an idealistic vision of improving the lives of agriculturists in his native village. He returns back to India after completing his masters in Agricultural Science in the USA. He is a natural leader, with a down to earth attitude and a practical outlook towards life. Pallavi is a cheerful, happy girl who despite being encouraged to study, drops out of college. Shielded from the harsh realities of life by her doting parents and brother, all that she aspires is a good loving husband and a happily ever after. Both Prithvi and Pallavi consent to an arranged marriage after considerable research and analysis from both families. Pallavi senses something strong, deep and serene within Prithvi, right since she sees his photo. Did Prithvi also feel the same about her? What was his motive in selecting her as his wife? What happens when she finds out?

Looking at the bright sun, which is not so bright right now hiding itself to create darkness all around totally makes me think about my present situation. I heard that sound of footsteps entering the room, so I turned around and said, "Hey!" "Don't start now. You will get your wish soon." he said removing his coat. "We can't!" I said, looking at him. "What do you mean? All these days you are asking nothing but for divorce papers. Now they will reach you in a few days for sure. Now why are you saying we can't?" he asked with a completely blank expression. "I am pregnant!" I mumbled. "What?" he asked, stepping towards me in shock. "I.Am.Pregnant!" I said each word with force and then let the darkness consume me.