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*** Missed part 3 ? Click here Want to know from the start? Click here *** "Hello, Rohan?", Apoorva lifts the call. "Hi, how are you?", says Rohan. "Yeah, I am great. How are you?" His voice starts to tremble. What should be his reply to the question? He cannot lie to her. But he cannot hide the truth either. "I don't know, Apoorva. It's hurting, even though I prepared for this moment." "Maybe you just underestimated it, like every time you do." Yes, she is right. She was there with him - When he used to play till one day before the exam and got panicked after that; When he boasted to run for five km. at a stretch but started to pant after a few metres; When his drawings were a piece of crap but he felt as a Picasso. He remembered her laughing till she complained of a stomachache. When he remembers them today - the day before her marriage, he realises what he has done to himself. The memories that he created all these years, to

You arrived in my life,  as an angel fulfilling the wish of a kid, as a company to the lonely life. You understand my words, whenever I express them; You know my feelings, even when I can't say them. The comfort I get, after sharing my thoughts; I cannot get it everywhere, with everyone - the magic is you. I want to use this chance, to thank you - for being my sis, to remind you - you are special to me, to wish you - a very happy birthday. I don't know, whether I am a good son and a good friend; But, can I be your good brother, till the end of my life?