My Guardian Angels

When your sisters leave the home,

your home isn't the home.

It's just a house...

What a brother feels when sisters leave home after marriage...

My two sisters got married and this poem is dedicated to them.

 

My Guardian Angels

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 the 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 pain 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 that night.

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

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

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

And all the wonderful memories you have given me…