L. Angali: But her name
is very good, Papa.
How did she look like?
Rahul: Anjali.
She was unlike other girls.
She was like ... we boys.
All girls used to apply make up.
And Anjali ... and Anjali
used to play basket ball.
And clothes. She used
to wear like my clothes.
Yes, truly.
My Anjali was very naughty.
Applying make up,
getting dressed
for occasion.
Appear beautiful.
She never knew all this.
Enough or do you want
to ask any thing else.
L. Angali: Papa, where is she?
Rahul: Don't know.