O'my l'le sister.......

Round and cute, mommy's girl,

Hair so straight not a curl.

She who called water, lollo.

Now reads Paulo Coelho !

O'my l'le sister.......

She once did a Haryanvi dance,

Married a Jat, was it by chance?

No pink, no ribbons, no frills, no lace,

But wait, it was only a passing phase!

O'my l'le sister.......

Not a word she spoke until two,

Opposite she'd be, then no one knew.

While a classmate was her nightmare,

Another tormented her for not being fair!

O my l'le sister........

'Small Wonder' serials she'd never miss,

Her cute round nose I loved to kiss.

Picked up the phone and garbled 'Orchie-porchie' once,

The operator aghast, but the call didn't bounce.

O'my l'le sister........

With one friend in life at a given time,

'Ten lil mice' was her favourite rhyme

Wanting shoes beside her at night,

Growing years she looked quite a sight.

O'my little sister......

Fights between us are past, present and future,

Mind you, some have been really a torture.

O 'my lil sister....

Bold and beautiful, happy and gay, 
There's so much more still to say

Remember for you I'm always there, 
To love, share, support and care.