What happens when you grew up in a family that’s been silent about its past and you suddenly find a guide to your roots far away from home? I started to discover my Eastern European identity in a once-flourishing Jewish community in Cochin, South India. But as I got to know better my newly found ‘Jewish grandmother’ SARAH, I realized that she’s also hiding secrets from me. With the help of three wardens of memory - a Muslim tailor, a Synagogue keeper, and a graffiti artist - I slowly became another warden of sweet memories and bitter stories of discrimination.