My sis has gone;
Gone to her home, her paradise.
My sis has left,
Left my home, her paradise.
My mom is sad;
At times she cries;
But this had to happen,
It’s her destiny, tells my dad.
How silly we look in the video,
Dancing to Punjabi tunes;
Aware of the fact that
In a few moments, my sis,
The life of my home, will go!
I have to clean my room,
And now I iron my pants myself;
And I have to eat the whole chocolate,
The first half goes down alright
But the second makes me sick!
But they tell me you’re happy there,
It makes me feel relieved.
May you live long!
May you enjoy your life!
But please, please ask these echoes
Of my ‘house’ to shut up.

zahida