Aman: How do I tell her ...
that the girl in the photograph
is not my wife ...
that she is my friend ...
my doctor ...
Who's fighting day and night just to
keep me alive for a few more days?
I'm dying, Mom...
Aman's mother: That's not true ...
That's not true ...
Priya said a transplant is possible
After that everything
will be alright ...
Everything ...
everything will be ...
Alright ...
Aman: I'm your son, Mom ...
You can't lie to me
No ... Mom ... Please.
If you become weak ...
who will give me strength?
Please, Mom.
Aman's mother: I will hide
my tears and pain ...
but will you be able
to hide your love?
Aman: It's not my love anymore.
It's someone else's.
I just have to reach it
to the right destination.
That's my only dream now
And HE has to fulfill
this dream for me.
HE has to!