My Guardian Angels

When your sisters leave the home, your home isn't the home. It's just a house...

What brothers feel when sisters leave home after marriage... My two sisters got married a weak ago and this poem is dedicated to them.

I don’t know you, who are you? I was wondering in the crib.

you were taking care of me but you were also small, maybe five years?

Wooo, you took me out of the crib for the first time,

I hoped you wouldn’t drop me; your hands were too small to lift me.

Waaa, Whaaa, I was crying as you dropped me.

I’ll take revenge, I thought though I was too small to think.

I started sleeping outside crib finally. I was able to know

People around me now. I got to know you are my sister.

We fought to have that single chocolate but at the end,

you sacrificed everything to see the smile on my face.

I remember my first day in the school, I cried to go to mom

But you pampered me just like another mother from the God above

On the days of Rakhi when I had nothing to gift you,

You were the one who just asked for a hug and a kiss.

When mom punished me for the mischief I used to do,

You were the one who gave me a shoulder to cry.

We fought many times while playing and making mud pies,

But we shared secret and growing pains as we grew up together.

I told you I wouldn’t cry on the day of your marriage,

But I couldn’t hold and bear the pain on that night.

With your wedding, few things will come to the end,

But I’m so happy for you two and extend my deepest love.

Life just wouldn’t be same without you around us,

And all the wonderful memories you have given me…