Story – As we celebrate Rakhi (Raksha Bandhan) this week , I am sharing a touching story of a “Bond between brother and a Sister ! ” I was born in a secluded village on a mountain. Day after day, my parents plowed the yellow dry soil with their backs towards the sky. One day, I wanted to buy a handkerchief, which all girls around me seemed to have. So, one day I stole 50 cents from my father’s drawer. Father discovered about the stolen money right away. “Who stole the money?” he asked my brother and me. I was stunned, too afraid to talk. Neither of us admitted to the fault, so he said, “ Fine, if nobody wants to admit, you both should be punished!” Suddenly, my younger brother gripped Father’s hand and said, “Dad, I was the one who did it!” He took the blame, and punishment, for me. In the middle of the night, all of sudden, I cried out loudly. My brother covered my mouth with his little hand and said, “ Sis, now don’t cry anymore. Everything ...