01 Every afternoon, Dada dozes on his charpai. Tara watches his enormous moustache.
02 One afternoon, his moustache turns into vines. Tara grins.
03 The vines burst into flowers. A parrot moves in.
04 Tara waters Dada's moustache.
05 Dada wakes up wearing a garden — and loves it.
06 By evening it is just a moustache again — with one flower left in it. They laugh.
07 Nobody notices Tara's plait. It has started to sprout.