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Dhyanvi's Pov

I saw the crowd , not many but I simply thought that only neel will be sitting here in the front , and not a crowd of almost 100 people . My hands got sweaty , and my own body feels hot to me , in an air conditioned room there wasn't even a gush of coolness . I felt neel tap on my shoulder , I looked over at him , and I know he knew what was happening . He held my hand tight , and assured me its gonna be all right . I stepped forward , and made myself comfortable on the chair before opening the book , I took the mic and started reading ,

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" what is hard ? " , I asked

" letting go " , they replied

I smiled feebly , " not as hard as holding on to something being just another in millions for him "

SOMETIMES ALL WE NEED IS A HAND TO HOLD , I'M GLAD I'M HOLDING YOURS

The universe seemed huge , still unknowingly I found you . Sometimes I look back , and I wonder when I see how far you have come . But I still see that unees saal ka ladka - OUR GABBU sometimes ; because that GABBU came up to hold our hand and say , ' everything's going to be , okay ' . Your words wiped our tears , your one hug ( dream of every freaking darshaner ) ease the pain ; but you know what , the way your virtual presence held us that is something incomparable to anything in this world . When life asked to give up , you whispered , " dreams do come true " . You held our hand and lead us through the darkness . You made us smile in our worst and caught us from the falling at our weakest . You know what the reality is ,

I can't loose you
Because I never had you
I can't keep you with myself
Because you're not mine
But all I can do is hold on
To your virtual presence
As I know
That is all I need to survive

But one worry crosses my mind , you are our comfort , our home ; but we can never be that for you ,

" Somedays you are gonna hide your feelings , Somedays you are gonna ink down your secrets , and we won't be able to identify which one is a confession , and which one is just a piece of art " .

Maybe that's the reason , why I still wanna know

" Are you real , Mr.Raval ? "

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A voice reached my ears , and a tear dropped on the page . A voice that means the world to me ...

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