V ke ek dialogue ne sabko pareshaan kiya hai...
Ki "mujhe us kamre main Sai ke saath ghootan hoti hai"
Purely from an architectural point of view...
A post on why this is not so wrong to feel.
SaiRat have consummated the marriage in the room (the shed was a creative liberty). They have planned and thought of the baby in that room... have spent several loving moments of togetherness in that room (that's what we got to see from the flashbacks)
So now having lost the baby, the feeling of incompleteness is taking over.
With this in mind, what V says is not entirely wrong.
In Architecture, we are taught to create spaces that people associate themselves with. It is a physical space tied to human emotions.
If you ask yourselves what's your favorite place in the house, everyone has a particular corner, a piece of furniture, a time of day with a good memory associated to it. we reminisce about it. That's our comfort zone. When we shift houses, that stays with us for long.
An architect makes a house, the people living in it make it a home.
Similarly, if you are asked to remember fond memories of childhood, there are usually some moments spent in grandparents house, exploring the house, playing hide and seek with the cousins, in the courtyards and gardens. Again a physical space with an associated memory.
On the other hand, wrongly designed spaces give bad feelings, or spaces tied to bad memory.
A badly lit area feels insecure to walk around. We are always on alert mode when passing through that area which is also time dependent because it may be perfectly alright during the day.
Tight spaces, dingy spaces feel claustrophobic.
That's the whole connection of space to memory.
If its with another individual or group of individuals its called collective memory in social sciences.
Think of a music fest attended with friends, a vacation with family and friends...
Or memories for people who suffered migration, war and hate. (Think partition or Auschwitz)
A particular building in your town that served as a landmark and something that you miss when its demolished.
One of my Professors had said once... that if you design a house for an artist and if another person with no interest in arts feels comfortable living in that house, has no complaints.... then your design has failed.
In this sense, V feeling awkward and hurt to be in that room is understandable to me. Because he wants to remember only good memories about the baby and enjoying that journey with Sai (which he mentioned to Ninad). but with the loss and no possibility of it reoccurring in future.... V is broken. he doesn't know how to deal with it and feels guilty. Part of it was addressed in the conversation but it should have been explored more. Like his guilt should be shown more. About not being able to protect Sai and the baby when he could have.
Another reference is V has already said this to Sai. He feels ghootan around her. In post landmine accident. But at that time, he was feeling suffocated in the relationship. It was getting too overbearing for him. But that resolved as soon as Sai confessed.
This time the possibility of not having a child ever is not going to be resolved as of now. So the feeling of frustration is not going away .. ever. Even if they get pregnant later on and Sai delivers a healthy baby... or surrogacy or adoption... This will always be a loss.
They have shown that this home means a lot to V. Which is why he has never thought of leaving the house with Sai (even though the FD wants it).. for him to have a bad memory in that house one after another is reason enough for a break down.
Infact the makers failed at this again. Instead of V, Sai should have been the one to say I cannot live in this room... After Jagtap tried to assault her in their bedroom and on their conjugal bed. But as always Sai ka pain is brushed off and we get only V.. that too as an afterthought. The dialogue seemed to me to be placed to pacify audience and sympathize with V. And to fit the narrative of the future track.
Up until the confession, Sai had not considered the room as her own, she even said to him "Ye aapka kamra hai, aapne mujhe bas thode din ke liye rehne diya hai". Which is why except few instances even Aaba's photoframe is in her cupboard. It is only now that she has placed it above her study table.
I am happy though that he confessed this to Ninad, if not Sai.... definitely better than P or anyone else.
Sometimes, it is better to share your feelings to an impartial person... Ninad knows both of them, cares for both of them and has been comforting to both. (I feel the slight wave he gave to Sai when leaving is a hint to this, Sai had asked him to talk to V since he is not talking to her). V has always been shown as a person who holds it within himself... even his love which he took so much time to express... in that sense, Sai's loss is bigger than him. But how will he console and support her when he himself has not come to terms with it? and being with her in that room with all those toys and objects around him, its difficult for him.
P.S... this is not a post to approve of V's behaviour to Sai or a justification of it... It is my understanding of why he felt so. To me, V has always been impulsive and emotionally weak in comparison to Sai. She might be young but she is emotionally mature.
Sam knew this.... hence he asked her to take care of everyone and V.
Also, Sam took a vaada from Sai not from V.... because he knows she can deal with this. To V his guilt is limited to not being able to save Sam. For Sai, her guilt is overpowered by the need to be strong and stoic and face everything because that's the dying promise she gave to Sam.
I have said this earlier, will say it again.... Sai is the alpha of the relationship.
P.P.S - there's another aspect called Material memory.... memories associated with physical objects ... something that can be seen in memorial museums. There's a very moving book by an author called Aanchal Malhotra called "Remnants of Separation" on 1947 partition and the objects the refugees carried with them when they crossed the border. She has taken interviews from the last surviving generation who experienced this and have kept those objects still with them.
Its poignant and its heartbreaking. If anyone is interested.... please give it a read.