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Third sangeet night. The bride asked for a slow song. I did it for her. The nani cried again. She held my hand after and said beta you have a gift. I gave her the big smile. The room smile.

But before that, in the back of the lawn, the song was still going and my eyes got wet. I don't know why. Maybe I am tired. Maybe I want someone to pick a song for me like that. Pata nahi.

Then the green room. I saw my own face on Karan's phone. He filmed me. He did not ask. My hand was shaking when I took the photo of his phone with my phone. I sent it to Trupti. Please take me off his events.

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Yaar, I held a bride's nani's hand tonight and I am in a cab alone with a blue tick staring at me. Sab thik. Bas.