The Woman In My Life Poem by Bineeta Kharga

In my life

she is the star.

The only person with whom

I had maximum of wars.





Wars are cold

but sometimes hot.

When in midst of our mischief

she is the only one, who gets caught.





She never skips a chance

and bullies me now and then.

But she is the one who wipes my tears

when I am in pain.





The pitch of her laugh crosses

the highest pitch, when I get hurt.

Ironically she is the one rushing with

Dettol at the first.





Pillows and paper planes are the best

weapons used in the fight.

Easily available, cheap

self made and of course very light.





Her pranks are sometimes annoying

sometimes fun

The scariest was when she tried

putting an insect in my bun.



The vicious circle of this sibling fight

continues and never end.

But it’s me who miss her the most

when she is not at the other end.





But my utmost surprise was this

even though busy planning pranks,

In classes she was brilliant enough

to get the highest ranks





Infact now in office she is like a

Super girl

Good at sports, good with HR

and also good in solving SR. (service request)





My maxim cell phone bills are raised by her

listening about her and her manager.

And then if sometimes she is happy and calm

We take up the topic ‘Where will be the Dinner’?





Its fun to be with her

I am enjoying my old days

Missed her a lot in college and

naughty school days.





Come weekends, she is ready with the

plan in advance.

Movies, shopping, exploring cooking

missing anything in the list stands not a chance.



I fancy being her

in my imagination.

She is for me the god’s

most wonderful creation.





The unconditional

love and care

No one else can give me

I dare.





I love her, I adore her

She is the woman of my life

She is none other than my Big sis

Who other can be SHE at last...?





- Bineeta Kharga