The festival of Raksha Bandhan celebrated in India, is famous for the bond of love that a brother and a sister share among themselves. While a sister ties a rakhi ( a decorative string made pretty with glittering beads, flowers and other decorative stuff ) on her brother's wrist, the brother is supposed to honour the 'bond of love' by taking a solemn oath to protect his sister and to take care of her throughout his life and yes, also to present her with a gift. That's how it goes !
Now, I am a mother blessed with a boy and a girl too and the festival of Raksha Bandhan has attained a different dimension with them around. They are always so excited, thanks to the advertisements and other media information they keep getting.They make their own rakhi, which is often messy and badly put together ( :D) , though this year my daughter made a pretty one . The school has a rakhi making activity day every year before the main day, so they go all berserk trying to decorate their own creation to the best of their ability but on the main day, it's usually the store bought one that comes handy . My daughter, for once forgets her favourite one liner that she uses for her brother on several occasions, especially after a fight " He is not a brother, he is a bother " and admits that he is a wonderful brother and she is lucky to have him in her life and the brother himself, tries his best to be in her good books and everybody else's too. They go through the entire process of arranging the rakhis on a thali ( all the cousin sisters also send their's ). My daughter makes sure there are flowers, teeka and sweets all arranged neatly along with a diya ( earthen lamp) to complete the look.They dress up in Indian outfits ( the daughter in salwaar kameez or a lehenga and the son in a kurta pajama). Finally the gifts are exchanged and I just know they are five minutes away from a fight because that box of Cadbury's Celebrations is supposed to be shared and they both are madly possessive about their
boxes. Sigh ! So much for Raksha Bandhan. But truth be told, the love between siblings is something that nothing in this world can replicate. They are not just friends but constant companions. Their friends may keep changing over the years but what never changes is the love a brother has for his sister and vice versa and I say this because I know how much my brothers mean to me though the geographical distance may say something else, the heart is just a beat away :)