L. Angali: Dear God, how're you?
Please keep my daddy happy.
And see to that he doesn't
miss me much.
You know that he can't do anything
without me. Please ... Okay?
Angali: Caught you.
L. Angali: Oh Miss Anjali. Hi.
Angali: All prayers for your papa.
Aren't there any left
for your mom?
L. Angali: Why should I wish God
for my mom?
Angali: Why?
L. Angali: She is with HIM.
She can wish by herself.
Angali: Hey …
Go to bed soon,
okay?
Sweet dreams.
L. Angali: Miss you, Papa.