Mother: Don't know, Rahul.
I feel there is a partial
vacuum in our family.

Rahul: Why?
You're here, I'm here
and Anjali is here.
I don't feel like that.

Mother: Do you know,
when I go out
with my friends?
They always complain about
their daughters-in-law.
But I can't even do that.

Rahul: This is really
a very big problem!
So, you want a daughter-in-law.
... So that you can also
complain against her.

Mother: No son.
I want only happiness for you.

Rahul: I'm happy. Very happy.

Mother: You'll not marry again?

Rahul: Ma, we take birth once
and die once.
... we marry also once in life.
... and we'll fall in
love also only once.

It'll not happen often.

Mother: Son, you can
manage yourself. But, Anjali...?

Rahul: Why?
What happened to her?

Mother: Don't you feel she
needs a mother?

Rahul: She's fine, Ma.
... She's fine.
She has with her, which
even I don't have.
Her mother's letters.