Monday, September 23, 2013

I Love You

I was two and a half years old when she entered my life without dropping a statutory warning. I hated her. With all the attention and the love that she was getting, I just wanted to get rid of her. I often use to ask my parents if they could dispose her in the bushes. It's only when I see the old photographs right now, that I realize how much of a cute kitten she was with marble eyes and a cub face.

She grew up and the pool of trouble widened. I had to catch her hand and take her to school with me. She used to bawl like a crazy, stubborn brat and wouldn't walk a foot from the school gate. And hence, I was always late to class.The real issue started when she grew up and turned in to my size. Every morning I felt like Santa, trying to hide presents. The only difference was that I didn't want her to find them and that they weren't presents and they were mine. She was a master in finding them and in silently exiting outside the house like a feather..

Man.. I hated her.

I wanted to shoot her for every punches, kicks and scratches she gave me.
I wanted to shoot her for every burglary that happened in my closet.
I wanted to shoot her for every meal fight.
I wanted to shoot her every time she wanted to drive.
I wanted to shoot her for calling me names.
I wanted to shoot her for making me get up and switch off the lights at night, even when I was half asleep .
I wanted to shoot her when she rejected all my feet massage requests.
I wanted to shoot her when she gave me long shopping lists.
I wanted to shoot her every time she asked for Apple products!!
Yeah just like that! (2009)

But, I would take a bullet. I would take a bullet,
for every time she cooked for me,
for every time she read my face,
for every time she tried to cheer me up without making me realize,
for every time she would shop for me and I would sit in a corner like a boss,
for every time she wouldn't let anyone speak against me,
for every time she would fight for me,
for every time she was there for the family, more than me,
for every time she supported my biggest decisions,
for every time she helped me take those decisions,
for every time she made me forget I was the elder and she was the younger sister,

You are someone I'll never have to lose regardless of any consequences. Having you on the parallel bed and talking until we dozed off, was my biggest comfort at the end of the day.

Happy Birthday Notorious.
I wish I was with you on this special day.

I love you to death.





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18 comments:

  1. Aaahhh..You are so lucky to have a sister..I miss of it as I have a brother..I miss the sisterly bondings all the time..Happy birthday to her...may your bonding remains the same through out long long year...:)

    (Hey! Did anyone say you that you guys almost look alike? It's funny!)

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    1. I always missed a brother but, at some point of my life, my sister was a complete tomboy so I couldn't complain. Haha
      And yes, we grew up being called twins. I still don't get it. Haha

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  2. Happy Birthday to your Younger Sis, Dhara :) I am a single child, so I know what it means to have a sibling , as I have missed it :) Nice post to celebrate her B'day :)

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    1. Well, at least you didn't have to share your ice-cream. Haha.. just kidding. Yes, it is great to have a sibling. Thank you Sreeja.

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  3. Lovely post. You reminded me my sister. She is also younger to me. We are poles apart in choices but resemble very often at some points. I too would take a bullet for everytime she supported me. Wish your sista a Happy Bday :)

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    1. We are totally different too. She fill the gaps I miss out and vice versa. I sure would wish on behalf of you. Thank you Priyanka.

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  4. Happy Birthday to your sister. U r so lucky to have sister like friend :)

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  5. You are so lucky. Happy Birthday to your sister. :)

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  6. How sweet was that! Undoubtedly made me go..awww! :)

    All the best wishes to your sister. Forever live your bond!

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  7. Nothing's better than having a younger sister to cherish. We share that feature. :)

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    1. Isn't it? Mine is disaster too, sometimes.

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  8. Sisters ! I understand this completely! I have one and we look like twins :D

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    1. We were called twins too, in school, although I still don't get it how and why. Hahaha

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