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Back to childhood, Bhai, Bhai duj, Brother, childhood, Festival, Fighting, first poem, inspiration, life, Little boy, love, mother. Commitments, My sister, poem, Relationship, Sister
When we were little
we used to fight about every little thing
a toy we both wanted so badly, a icecream to eat;
saying, I hate you, you hate me
we don’t want to see each other in anger
But soon becomes a friend of each other
she cares like a mother
order like a boss
at time I wanted to be like her
But see how the time changes
Now I want to see her badly
But can’t do because of worldly commitments.
Oh!! god why I can’t be that little boy;
I don’t want anything else but just the same old days with my sister!!!
When she always shouts on me when I mock on her;
My sister!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I miss you a lot!!!!!!!!!!