Rakshabandhan

The ever smiling face,
With whom I laughed.
The way of teasing,
One which I loved anew.
The tears of separation,
After years so few.
Ice-creams and dolls,
The world of trust.
Hiding me from pain,
Taking it upon herself.
Loving me like hell,
Yet not showing it.
Tying that lovely thread,
On my wrist every year.
For she feared for me,
As much as she did for her.
Hugging me tight in tears,
Becoming my world so fast.
We won't be far ever,
That I always assured her.
Like shadow,like soul,
My sister made me whole.