MEMORIES

... of holding your hand while walking
and sitting on your shoulders when tired
... of receiving your little sketches with every letter
and waiting for the weekends to see you
... of getting to sleep in your room ever saturday
and watching tv through the night
... of waking up early to watch you play cricket
and crying when you lost a game
... of building a "ravan" for dussera
and getting totally dirty at holi
... of sketching on the floor while you worked
and holding them up for appreciation
... of never getting to say goodbye properly
and that "I Love You" more than ever
... of not being able to hug you when I'm scared
yet always know that you're there

I miss you... I hope you're proud of me!