I long for the day through the year that you so ceremoniously
tie rakhi on my wrist and pray for my well being.
Dear Sis, I wish that our bond grows stronger everyday.
"Those are the same stars, and that is the same moon,
that look down upon your brothers and sisters,
and which they see as they look up to them,
though they are ever so far away from us, and each other."
To the outside world, we all grow old. But not to brothers and sisters. We know each other as we always were. We know each other''s hearts. We share private family jokes. We remember family feuds and secrets, family griefs and joys.
To the outside world, we all grow old.
But not to brothers and sisters.
We know each other as we always were.
We know each other"s hearts.
We share private family jokes.
We remember family feuds and secrets, family griefs and joys.
I long for the day through the year that you so ceremoniously tie rakhi on my wrist and pray for my well being. Dear Sis, I wish that our bond grows stronger everyday.
Sister is someone who is caring and sharing. Sister can understand things you never said. She can understand pain which is not visible to anyone. I love my sister.
"Those are the same stars, and that is the same moon, that look down upon your brothers and sisters, and which they see as they look up to them, though they are ever so far away from us, and each other."
Our siblings. They resemble us just enough to make all their differences confusing, and no matter what we choose to make of this, we are cast in relation to them our whole lives long.