Ojas & Tejas proudly displayed theirs to their class teacher on reaching school.
A token of raksha that I tied on their wrists on behalf of their Mausi. And no, this time they did not tug it out as they had to show it to their teacher.
Pics have been taken- will be put up later.
And a message to my bhayiaas & behenaas...Swear in the name of the following memories-
- the unforgettable one that I threw a stone at you when we were younger
- reciting chubby cheeks in the train
-throwing banana peels in the ground floor aangan
-eating mangoes until the seeds turned white
-overloading the large swing with our combined load
-playing on the sofas making homes of sofa cushions
-chatting late into the night
-who ultimately almost always ends up switching off the lights at the end of the day
-the bag and the gifts that I would supposedly get you from my hostel (Not!)
that you will nibhao the rakhi ke bandhan...