Whether at work or school, many cultures eat from a stack of interlocking food containers; Asians have a Bento box and Indians have a tiffin box. In and amongst the frenetic jumble of vehicles, animals and people, India—Mumbai in particular—relies on a proficient delivery system to transport and distribute hundreds of thousands of lunches each day. Whether you consider their accuracy an art or a science, Harvard was impressed enough to study it. This modest, bittersweet movie uses the Dabbawalas’ synchronicity as the premise for an unlikely (though not impossible) scenario, in which a homemade lunch from a lonely housewife, desperate to rekindle the passion in her marriage, is accidentally delivered to a lonely widower about to retire after a long career as an accountant. A series of handwritten notes are exchanged resulting in a long-distance relationship between two strangers, whose lives become uniquely intertwined.