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

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