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Thread of Trust

Health , wealth, happiness and eternal bliss is tied on every brother's wrist with a thread of trust.
Thread of trust that is more precious and prestine than the costliest gems or jewels.
A silent prayer is woven on every brother's wrist to protect him from evil eyes.
The bond between sisters and brothers is cemented with the sacred thread of trust.
Sweet, bitter and naughty memories of the childhood, 
Heated ,loud and strong arguments of the teenage,
Fears and phobias, joys and sorrows , secrets and adventures of the youth,
Responsibilities and liabilities,ups and downs of the later stages all are shared with the thread of trust.
An assurance is credited that far or near the hand with thread of trust is there to wipe sisters' tears.
Once every year all relations go in the background and bond between siblings is garlanded with the bright colours of the thread of trust.
 From home, city , some other state , distant land or may be from heaven at times a promise is kept to guard and shade the sibling with the blessings that are bound to follow the thread of trust.
 Even the mighty Death becomes  helpless to sever the bond that birth heralds among brothers and sisters since every year either the wrist misses the hand that once tied the thread of trust on it or a thread of trust is kept at the feet of the Almighty  to direct the prayers to heaven where rests the wrist on which was once tied lovingly the thread of trust.

 


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  1. Sandeep SinghAugust 11, 2022 at 4:16 AM

    Very nice👌👌

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  2. Rita RaniAugust 11, 2022 at 4:24 AM

    The beauty of the depth of relationship between siblings is represented nicely

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  3. Reena NagpalAugust 11, 2022 at 4:47 AM

    Beautifully penned down enhancing the beauty of the pious day

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  4. ShashiAugust 11, 2022 at 7:18 AM

    How beautifully expressed!!

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  5. Neelam SharmaAugust 11, 2022 at 6:12 PM

    Nice 🥰🥰🥰

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  6. Nomadic SoulAugust 12, 2022 at 6:55 AM

    Some bonds define life and its meaning of existence, Brother-Sister bond is one of love,care respect,freindship, innocence and above all purity of heart . You are able to bring out so beautifully the essence of this divine bond with every word.

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