I was ‘Sister’ once upon a time,
Today for the same little ones, I’m ‘Aunty’,
Those who called me by my name,
Suddenly, change their ways.
I am no longer a young girl they say,
But now a married woman,
Overnight, a new name, a new life,
New responsibilities I shoulder, time to time.
Do you recall that I was born here?
That this is my home too?
Though I now live in another.
Why do I forget my old life to carve a new one?
Why has my identity changed?
Really does a person change with a new name?
Or is it the relationships?