28/08/2026
This isn’t a love song. This is a Rakhi song for me.
Because zulm aur sitam are very much part of sibling love and perhaps the ONLY kind we happily take today.
I grew up in a big household where fights were an iconic part of childhood. We grew up hearing stories about my elder siblings that involved graphical details about m kadhais flying across rooms to faces being scratched.
And apparently I wasn’t entirely innocent either. My sister recently reminded me that, growing up I was a - the word she used was “ a bi*** to her.
And yet, I wouldn’t last a day without her. Or my brothers.
I have a lot of stories about our childhood. But those are for another day.
Today, I shall play the same old song, repeat the same old stories, and laugh about them all over again with mine.
Love
Meenal
I was always a visionary. I made her sister pose for weird pictures and kept them for future blackmail.
The future is here. And I am not posting them.
I would like us to remain sisters.
For now. 😂
She always makes a face at me. Fair!
And here we are still after years of Zulm and sitam and pyaar.
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Happy Rakshabandhan. ❤️
“Tujhe jeevan ki dor se baandh liya hai…”