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She is not my real sister
Nor found her on twitter.
She met me in an institution 
And got an intuition 
She taught me English 
Which i never relish.
After some days she started teaching me sociology
Since she then became my ideology
In the meantime we became good friends 
Then she was both my start and end.
I called her sister
Became happy and showed blister.
Like this our relation stretched 
For relations there no occasion or trend.
Now people know her as my adopted mother
And i don't care of mindset of other
I love her the most 
And have faith utmost.
She slaps me on my mistake
and she is the who bakes me a cake.
I share all my grief
She handle it softly and treat.
She is an advocate by profession 
And lives in a tashan.
She keep slapping guys
So no guy ever try 
She is the best human i met
In my life,i have her threat.
I fight 
Then hug her tight.
I love u vaishali sista 
Please Please find some Mr.
Find some handsome man. 
of whom i can become a fan....
your child cum sista ... i love u di .

BY ALKA PAL

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