A Bond of Love, Forever True

 A Bond of Love, Forever True

On the 20th of August, under the golden sky,

We gathered together, my brothers and I,

Mridul, Harsh, and Parth stood with pride,

With Jasmine, Charu, and Teebra by our side.

Rakhi threads so delicately tied,

A symbol of care that can never subside,

From ancient roots, this tradition we hold,

A bond of protection, more precious than gold.

Jasmine’s smile, Charu’s gentle grace,

Teebra’s laughter that lights up the place,

In each other's hearts, we find our space,

Through every joy and every chase.

Through every laugh, through every tear,

We promise to stand, to protect, and to cheer.

In this sacred ritual, love finds its way,

Connecting us all, come what may.

From the oldest of times to today’s bright sun,

Our bond as siblings, forever as one.

With every Rakhi, a vow we renew,

To be there always, in all that we do.

For brothers and sisters, near and far,

Our love is eternal, like a shining star.

                              Kabeer Karunik