She was a shield of armour in war.
She was the soul to spirit.
She was a key to my mystery.
She was a support to my middle finger meant for jerks.
She was a plan of sweet and salted memories packed together.
She is my yet another small family;
Without her existence,
My life will seem like a nest without birds.
She nurtures my emotional being.
She is a support system for my thrilling adventurous deeds.
She builds a path for me for becoming a paradisaic person.
She is nonetheless,
The soul to my life,
My best friend.
By Nandini Goel