For life, a childhood nickname stuck to Chand Rosario, which he received "in honor of Prince Myshkin, who suffered from aristocratic epilepsy, from Dostoevsky's novel "The Idiot."" And it is not surprising, because Myshkin Chand Rosario is indeed one of the eccentrics. He is not young, not rich, works as a gardener in his hometown in the foothills of the Himalayas and is very proud of his "heritage to the world" - alleys of beautiful trees, which over decades have turned from cuttings into giants. But this is not enough for him, and he decides to make a will. Immersed in reflections on his archive, Myshkin goes through botanical journals, notes, diary entries. Among the papers lies a mysterious parcel, which he did not dare to unpack for a long time. And now it's time to find out what happened in 1937, when Myshkin's mother, a talented artist, left her husband and little son and left for distant lands...