Holding on to that tiny finger,
smiling in awe and kiddie wonder!
running to the pram when mummy's not around..
carefully lifting the new entrant sleeping sound!
talking in class, caught by tyagi ms, who scolds,
"what were u discussing?" "teacher! my sis is 4 days old!"
protection from school bullies and daddie's spanks,
sumtimes yr best buddy,sumtimes a lethal foe of the highest ranks!
the "certified" sneak who steals proudly from ya wardrobe..
spying over yr messages..linking u with imaginary heartthrobs!:p
sometimes yr partner for midnite hogs,
sometimes the force behind early morn jogs!
grumpily scurring to mum for daily complaints that never cease...
but knocking a 3rd person who pin-points!" mind ya business please!":)
your support system through life's morbid mire,
yr companion in the last journey all along till the pyre..
then why do things change as years pass by?
why is saying "sorrie" not as easy as before?
why arent patch-ups not initiated within a few minutes?
why do fights move beyond who'll get the window seat?
why do bank balances surpass the jointly owned" piggy bank"?
why does envy malign the once "best buddy's think tank"?
not evryones blessed with such companionship,
walking beside you in this roller-coaster trip..
you may have money, fame, material riches..almost EVRYTHING...
but youre truly wealthy ONLY when u VALUE the GIFT of a SIBLING!
