If I were ... ♥

If I were her twin

Image from Google images

From a single womb,

to grow every day together,

to be all the ages with you

troubling every now and then.

Like a mirror in front,

When all the 'I' and 'You' are 'Ours'

Doubling the joys and dividing the blues,

My sister you are, indeed the bestie.

Twenty fingers to tickle,

four arms to hug tight,

twin bodies with a single soul,

we will have 'us'.

To whisper or blabber out,

to spill the beans, to argue,

you are never alone,because

just another 'you' are here.

Together, to dream for the stars,

make footprints and pass milestones

specially crafted in His hands,

as a lively shadows,unique and gifted.

I wish, If I were your 'Twin'...

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PS : Dedicated to my best friend Ammu who has been playing the roles of sister and brother, guide, critic and at other times like a clown to make me laugh when I am mood off. We had dreamed several times that if we were twins, and when I got the prompt "If I were..", I have no doubt about what to choose.:)  I am lucky, I have the world's best "friend".

Yesterday

"The more you praise and celebrate your life, the more there is in life to celebrate."
--Oprah Winfrey

Some snaps of "yesterday" is uploading...

After a long time, we had the real pleasure of onam, when we plucked them out from the fields....

Got a little bit of childishness in the head.!!!

"Pookkalam"- © sruthi

 "Pookkalam" is done, smaller and indeed a good job. This has been made after a group effort of many little hands and were really happy when a special appreciation was received from "Onathappan" .

"Onathappan- © sruthi"

"Onathappan", symbolic of Maveli, appears on the day of uthradom or thiruvonam in Malabar areas to offer blessings. The red attire, bell ,"olakkuda" are his specialities and is the hero of the day.!!!

                                                                      

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It's sepia tinted everywhere...going to be dusky. Celebrations and games are all over. Corridor still smells flowers and pookkalam look afresh. But it’s time to depart with the memories of togetherness. Senses were filled with colorful feast; jokes which made us to laugh out loudly, shopping and new dresses, home visits, evening walks together, gossiping before TV, pampers and fights… Everything is going to its end, because they are leaving. House is been calm and silent as before, and the clock ticks are well heard. 

Holidays are over, now back to books. Longing for another onam, let it fall soon.