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To My Sister on her Birthday

For teaching me to respect
You and through you
All of womankind.
For hearing things that I would otherwise never speak of,
And telling me things
That I would otherwise not want to hear.
For declaring me sane
Even when I and the world believed otherwise.
For nudging me to take risks
Which on my own I would never have taken.
For all the  hollering and badgering you fill my otherwise silent life with.
For blackmailing and threatening and extorting
Every saree churidar and dress
That I would have anyways given you with all my love.
For negotiating with mom and pop
And ensuring that I don't set the house on fire.

For being my sister and my friend
And helping me define
Such relationships more closely
Forever I remain blessed
And forever will be my gratitude.

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  1. Jerral MilesDecember 24, 2014 at 2:22 AM

    Wonderful tribute to someone who is obviously an extraordinary person as well as a perfect sister. Congratulations to both of you!

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  2. AnkitaJanuary 17, 2015 at 3:47 PM

    that is such a sweet poetic tribute! lucky u!

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