Simple, religious and a strong believer of the power called love, that's how you can define this girl of 24. Lulled to slumber with fairy tales and fed on every fish on the dish I owe my childhood to the serenity of rural India and the vibrancy of city life. Adolescence passed flipping the pages of Mills & Boon and Austen. SRK, music, movies, friends and street food comprised my teenage. Shakespeare and Shaw adorn my shelves now, I have acquired them during my Masters in English literature. Breathing for the sake of survival is not something I prefer, rather I choose to live life to the brim, and a wish to be born again as "Me" in my next birth.
I'm a Daddy's girl... Dad, you are flawless, upralleled... I feel blessed and proud to be your daughter. I treasure the silent bonding of love and expectation that we have. He is successful, humble and silent sans anger, sans pride. When at times in Mom's absence I needed her, he's been my mother too. No adjective could suffice my respect and feelings for you.
"Only I have left to say, more is thy due than more than all can pay"
A woman of substance in the truest sense, she strikes the right cord in balancing both her career and home. She has showered her selfless love on us and always hid her difficulties. She can multitask yet she is never demanding. She is brave, she is independent, Maa, I respect you for being a today's woman.
She's younger to me, but has always taken the lead, be it in acquiring the bathroom first or the lion's share of chocolate that brings. Her wardrobe is something that makes me go green. A perfectionist, princess of patience, hard work and tolerance. She is wit-gifted and intelligent is the adjective for her. She would execute all my orders with a smiling face. She is the most adorable darling one can have as sister.