Years ago, Mathur cousins were inseparable. Every summer vacation was a tapestry of adventures, from exploring unknown nooks in the town to sharing their secrets sitting on the terrace of the house, they were bound by a deep knot of friendship on top of their familial ties. Time as it often does played the cards of life and pulled them apart. School, then college and finally the burden of career had taken them to different corners of the world leaving their childhood bond just as a fond memory. Life had thought it was enough for the cousins and gave them another chance to reunite when the news of their elder brother getting engaged brought the family back to the ancestral town and that very house. It was probably the first time they were together in years. Amidst the celebration, the cousins found themselves being drawn together once more, their initial awkwardness giving way to the camaraderie of their youth. It was during one of the quieter nights as the cousins sat on the terrace of their house as they used to do in their childhood watching the night sky and adoring the stars when the idea of a cousin's trip struck. An adventure before the responsibilities of adulthood engulf them. It was a spontaneous thought born out of the desire to reclaim a part of their past and forge new memories together. Little did they know that this journey would be more than just a nostalgic trip down the memory lane. It would be a journey of rediscovery, healing and the rekindling of a bond that even time could not sever.