A love story that travels through three generations. In the 1980s, a poor painter and a landlord's daughter fall in love but are separated by society. In the 2000s, a college student finds their old letters and falls in love while searching for their story. In 2026, their grandchildren discover the truth about their families and complete a love story that time itself wrote.
The 1980s: Vasu is a young painter in a small Kerala village. He is poor but talented. Devaki is the daughter of a rich landlord. They meet by accident near an old banyan tree. They fall in love. But their families will never accept this. They start writing letters to each other and hide them in the tree. For months, this continues. Then one day, Devaki's father finds out. He marries her to a rich man from another village. Vasu leaves the village with a broken heart. He never finishes the painting he was making of her. The 2000s: Aravind is a college student in Kozhikode. He loves reading old books. One day, he finds an old letter inside a book at the library. The letter is signed by someone named "Vasu." Aravind becomes curious. Who was Vasu? Who was Devaki? He starts searching. In the library, he meets Meera, a girl who is also researching old letters. They search together and fall in love. They find more letters and learn about Vasu and Devaki's love story. But they never find out what happened to them. The 2026: Nikhil works in Kochi as an engineer. His grandmother recently passed away. He goes to clean her old house. In the attic, he finds a old suitcase. Inside are many yellow letters and an unfinished painting. The painting looks like a woman. Strangely, the woman looks exactly like Nikhil's girlfriend, Anjali. Nikhil reads the letters. He realizes his grandmother was Devaki. The painter Vasu was her first love. But the biggest surprise comes when a DNA test shows that Nikhil is actually related to Vasu's family. Two families, separated by time and society, are connected by blood. Nikhil and Anjali find Vasu's family. They reunite at the same old banyan tree. The love story that time wrote is finally complete