The doctor:
Tina is very critical, Rahul.
She's counting her days.
We tried very hard.
But, her internal bleeding
was so much that,
We were left stranded.
She had known it.
I had told her that there'll be
complications in her delivery.
But, she also knew about
your love for this child.
She also loved her child
more than her life.
Tina:
She looks just like
her father. Doesn't she?
I want my daughter to know
who and what her mother was?
Let her find
the answers on her own.
Mother, I'm leaving these
8 letters with you.
A letter for each of her birthday.
They contain everything
which I would like to share
with my daughter.
These will remain as her
sweet memories.
Rahul: You're very bad. You're very bad.
Tina: Promise me that you'll
never cry again. Never.
Infact, you don't look good while crying.
Will you make one more promise?
Please …
Will you name my daughter Anjali?
Promise me ...
I'm sorry Rahul ... I'm really sorry.
Rahul: Don't go …
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