My Sister

Shweta(My sister)

The relationship between Brother and Sister is indeed admirable.Nothing more rejoicing than playing with her.Nothing more content than watching her speak and speak, Nothing more innocent than her juvenile acts. Must confess that we are not talking to each other for more than three days now but I am rest assured that she might get stuck with some Calculus problems sooner rather than later.

I remember writing a poem (Read here) on her last birthday as a present , not to forget her favorite chocolate cup cake but what she did was something I would cleave to forever. It was around 12 and I was busy attending phone calls (One after the other). Everyone else was sleeping. I heard a steel sound in the kitchen but I did not care.Then came the surprise , "You don't want your cake ,Happy birthday " , she said. I was still on phone but just managed to get off it. She had made a fruit chat (putting anything and everything that was available ) , It had tomato ketchup sprinkled over it and a fork dug deep inside. I started eating it and then looked at her for once , "What happened , You don't like it? ",she asked.  Warmth , Authority and Buzz , I could see everything in her eyes that day. I hugged her thereafter. 

Without such subtle yet beautiful moments, Life would have lost it's charm.