It is a tale of moving houses and leaving home with the box full of secrets. A tale of the angry hissing sound of the oil; the clanking bangles against the stainless steel spice box, and the memories and complex emotions and the politics that it brings with itself. The backdrop of a household act as mundane as folding the sarees and pleating the edges along with the narrative of home - space - and the slippage of what was once familiar - that changes when we move houses or leave home.