A RAKHI GIFT TO MY BROTHER

Worrying fights
The bitter quarrels
Come as a parcel
Wrapped in time’s might

Pillow fights
Those grins of mischief
Promises made of
Waiting, pleading, no more teasing

Crying sores
Broken hearts
Those looks of – you did not stick to the promise
You first- say those eyes, all wise

As time has enveloped us all in age
Hauling forth come memoirs on sail
Times that have made us as wise as any sage
Waving hands of the past, all flail

Don’t u remember all those times?
When we used to swing on carefree chimes
When pain meant only skinned knees
And joy came from the frailest beans n peas

Life then was oh so bliss
Suffering, deciding and no adult worrying
Plate full of rights we had
And love to us was only mama’s kiss

Ah that mystic pleasant feeling
Comes again and shatters my meaning
Only if that could again come by
To take away this painful sinking

When I had you as my best friend
When you got nothing but the best cheerful moments
Sharing similar fears n laughs
Choking on a friendly punch
When my brother was always with me
Cuz’ we were made together to be……