A letter to my dear sister

Jolt

A chapter which started a few years ago,

Has not ended yet.

Found the missing ‘hero’.

No, there’s no Romeo,

It’s all about my Juliet.  

 

The finest memory we have created

I don’t have an evidence of it.

But it’s still fresh and every time I reminisce it

Nostalgia takes over me

Bit by bit.

 

Your strange comfort in discomfort,

Has always made me wonder about you.

How do you manage to be always so beautiful and full of laughter?

Do you take medicines?

Or you are hiding something about which I don’t have a clue.

 

 

Calling you a friend 

Feels like an insult to our relation

It resembles perfidy, an awkward jolt and betrayal.

You are a sister from another mother

And almighty’s unusual creation.  

 

Though it’s been just a few days since I left

But we have come a long way from we began.

There’s so much left to say,

I will tell you all about it, 

When I will see you again.