Aum Sairam
Having a sister is like    having a best friend you can't get rid of. You know whatever you do, they'll    still be there.
A sister is a little bit of childhood that can never be    lost.
You can kid the world. But not your sister.
The mildest,    drowsiest sister has been known to turn tiger if her sibling is in    trouble.
A sister can be seen as someone who is both ourselves and very    much not ourselves - a special kind of double.
Sisters are probably the    most competitive relationship within the family, but once the sisters are    grown, it becomes the strongest relationship.
A sister smiles when one    tells one's stories - for she knows where the decoration has been    added.
More than Santa Claus, your sister knows when you've been bad    and good.
I know some sisters who only see each other on    Mother's Day and some who will never speak again. But most are like my sister    and me... linked by volatile love, best friends who make    other best friends ever so slightly less best.
Sisters annoy, interfere, and criticize. Indulge in    monumental sulks, in huffs, in snide remarks. Borrow. Break. Monopolies the bathroom. Are always underfoot. But if catastrophe should strike, sisters are there. Defending    you against all comers.   :-) 
She is your mirror, shining back at you with a world of    possibilities. She is your witness, who sees you at your worst and best, and    loves you anyway. She is your partner in crime, your midnight companion,    someone who knows when you are smiling, even in the dark. She is your teacher,    your defense attorney, your personal press agent, even your shrink.    Some days, she's the reason you wish you were an only    child.  : - ) 
Both within the family    and without, our sisters hold up our mirrors: our images of who we are and of    who we can dare to be.
She takes my hand and leads    me along paths I would not have dared explore alone.
Sisters are    different. They heard the sobbing in the darkness.
They lived through all    your triumphs, all your favorites, all your loves and losses. They have no    delusions.
They lived with you too long.
And so, when you achieve    some victory, friends are delighted - but sisters hold    your hands in silence and shine with happiness.
For they know    the cost.
Allah Malik
Wonderful...
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