There are brothers who tie the laces of their sisters' shoes.
But have you ever removed your sister's socks after she returned from school?
There are brothers who fight and quarrel with their sisters and throw away each
other's things. But have you ever set up your sister's wardrobe by putting her
tops and jeans in proper position? There are brothers who can't remember their
own friends' names (forget about birthdays). But do you remember the names and
birthdays of your sister's each good friend? The answer to all my questions is the same.
Yes, I am that other kind of a brother who did all this. May be because I am 6
years younger than my sister (which is a big gap). But hey! Don't you dare
think I was forced or ordered to do all this as I am a sweet little brother.
Nope! In fact I am so sweet that I responsibly did all these things as my duty
towards my elder sister. Awww shooooo shweeeeet... :) :p
Now before you all get diabetes let me talk about my sister
who by the way doesn't need much of an introduction. 'PaRULES the world' as she
used to say on her FM shows, is a lovely, caring, sweet, drama-queen, selfie-queen,
over-emotional, over-the-top, over-everything 'woman' (she is a mother of a
2-and-a half year-old now so can't call her a 'girl' anymore) who since my
childhood has been my friend, my tutor, my withstander, my support-system, my secret-holder
and everything that a sister ought to be for a brother. From helping me in my
studies in first standard to getting me my first internship, from making me
learn the lyrics of a song to buying me a guitar, she has always been there for
me. There may be a lot of age difference between us, but she never made me feel
so. In fact, sometimes my over-protectiveness made her feel that I am the elder
one. :D
Whenever I got a scolding from either Mumma or Papa, she
would try and freshen up my mood and I did the same for her. Her singing, her
dance, her oration, her writings, her all-rounder skills since her school days
were something from which I have learnt and acquired so much. I was a proud
brother of a Radio Jockey about whom I could flaunt among my friends. Those
were the best days. Every weekend she used to bring pastries, burgers and
chocolates for me. I received all her frippery and used gadgets (specially
NOKIA N-series phones which were quite a swag those days. YO!). She also used to
give me my pocket money. While sleeping, we used to talk till late at night and
chat about different things going on in each other's lives. Now, we both just
wish that those days could come again.
Five years ago, the time when I completed my school, she got
married. Even during her courtship I used to get jealous of my brother-in-law
as my partner-in-crime, my leisure-mate was taken away from me. Once at night,
I cried in front of her telling her that she had no time for me (which was a
little childish on my part). She made me understand, "beta mai tere paas hi hu hamesha, kahin nahi jaa rahi"
and we both wept it off. I got too emotional when she entered the marriage lawn
on her wedding day, dressed up well in her lehnga.
Beautiful she looked. Also, can't
forget the day of her 'vidaai' in
Bulandshehr and the subsequent night when I slept alone for the first time and
cried so much. (Don't know whether I have told her about this before or not.)
Since then, something got changed in me. I became more emotional. I felt
lonely. I used to roam around alone during the first month in my college. It
was hard to make friends. But as they say, time is the best teacher which
gradually taught me to live without my sister's physical presence near me.
The same brother-in-law whom I was envious of turned out to
be a great human being and a person who deserved respect. A caring and hard
working man who gelled quickly with our family and is always in a sense of
bother of how to keep his family happy. Days came when start of my summer
vacations and Didi's birthday lied on the same date. I enjoyed going to her and
Jiju's place in Delhi. Be it Vikaspuri, Patpadgunj, Bulandshehr or Greater
Noida, all places were fun. After my sophomore year, when Didi was expecting, I
lived with her and Jiju in Delhi for a month and did my internship in the same
office where she worked and was serving the notice period. That was the time
when I spent some special moments with both of them. We ate together, worked
together, watched movies, went to shopping malls, recorded songs for uploading
on the net. I used to help them with their daily tasks. Became more
responsible. Learnt a lot. Handled things on my own. Travelled alone and got to
know what life in a metro is all about. Also a year back, during my another
internship, I did not live with them but used to go to their place on weekends,
though Jiju insisted that I must not take a PG and he would drop me every
morning to the nearest metro station, but I had to as my office was far away
from Greater Noida. (Another incidence which tells about how caring my Jiju is!)
During Diwali season in 2012, Didi delivered a healthy baby
boy. Mumma was already with her and Papa and I rushed to see the little one. First
time in my life I got the chance to hold just a 4-day-old baby. My nephew,
Kartik who is a cute-little kid with a sharp mind, is so adorable and too much fun to play with. He
has acquired all the qualities of his parents, both positive and negative. HAHA
:D The priorities do change after a girl
gets married and even more when she becomes a mother. But my Didi always has
time for me. Just a little "oye kya
kar rha hai" on Whatsapp makes me feel okay there's going to be a long
chat now! She is also the first person to like/comment on my profile picture.
Even if I may've got over 100 likes on my DP, she would say, "Don't know
why I didn't like this pic."
Its 2015 now. It's been 5 years that you got away from me. You
will be completing 3 decades of your life 10 days from now and I am about to
complete my student life. But, my prettyprincess26/
wackyparul/ rjparul, your Nannu/ Mannooo/
Punti is still dependent upon you for everything (won't leave you until you
get me a good job :p). We may have grown up, our long conversations at night
may have turned into 'Whatsapp chats' but I promise the LOVE between us will be
the only constant thing till I die. This sacred bond between you and me cannot
be broken. I love you and you'll always
be my first girl friend.
Happy Anniversary!!
P.S.: I have written this to make
you smile and feel proud of, not to make you cry. O.K. so ssssmmmmiiiilllleee
:) :)
