too deserves a post of her own.

Agreed she makes tea for me, feeds with me with good food, gives me all important news of good deals around the town but she also twists my arm, box my ears, strangles me, switches off lights in my room when I am studying, and subjects me to her poetry

madmast hawaayein hain
mausam bhi suhaana hai
bandariya bhi pad rahi hai
kya educational zamaana hai

[I attribute her behavior to her being the youngest most in her family]

I knew grad school was never going to be easy.