Sisterhood

Family. A single word that evokes thousands of emotions. Can't live with them, can definitely not live without them.

This is a poem i wrote before i left India for my little cousins, who've now become young ladies.

letters written on sand
dreams of distant lands
places to go, stories to tell
raindrops to catch, and flowers to smell

songs to hum, and scenes to capture
tears to hide or rapture
things to do, words to sell
future to hope, past to dwell

moments to hold, when night are cold
smiles to flash and let tears roll
and when your heartaches, look for a friend..
who'll pick you up and help mend...

when the lights goes off, look for the candle
when all doors close, don't rush;
look for the handle

people will come, and people will go
life's boat mostly you alone have to row
late nights and long phone calls are cool
but family is the one that your heart should rule

and when the stars seem too far to reach
it's when God reminds you of all the promises you breached
walk the path that helps your goal
that's when you fulfill your God desired role

I may not know your little dreams
now will i always be there to console the streams
but i'll pray for you, every might i will...
the stars will become closer till..

my words are my ways of letting you know
its not easy for me to let you go
no promises do i make, which might break soon
no 'forever', no offer of the sun and the moon

just something to remind you of me
and that ill be thinking of you,
no matter where i'll be

take me where ever you want me to come
i'll wipe your tears and cheer in some
and when you grow up and reach my stage
when every path seems a part of life's maze

sit down and in your own way
tell all what you have to say
the moment is now, none is better
with all your heart, write on sand, a similar letter