"the story from my side"---a guest post from THE DI!!

My dearest pri,
I had really waited for you a long long time and when they finally announced your arrival,I just couldn't contain my excitement as I hurriedly dressed that morning to go and see you.
That would be our first introduction and I guess I was anxious in a way to see how it would turn out!

I Remember
how I hated being an only child for so long and how thrilled I was that it was about to change...
how I zoomed through all the motions of dressing up which I would otherwise go through so lifelessly, every morning...
how my hands fumbled with my shoelaces as I struggled to tie them having recently learnt to do so after much coaxing from mom who had told me time and again that now I had to be the responsible older sister...
how I desperately prayed to God for a sister,even bribed him by promising to say my prayers every night, much to the disappointment of my grandparents who were perhaps silently hoping for a grandson...
how I rushed that day in the light rain without bothering to even wear my raincoat...
how I raced to the cradle to see the most perfect,the most beautiful,the most cuddly bundle of joy with soft curls of her hair tumbling down her forehead...
how I was surprised to see you curiously staring at me with huge baby eyes, wide awake at six early morning...
how you surprised me even further by loosely wrapping your little fingers around mine when I extended my hand to you...
how at that moment I felt so happy to be around you that all I ever wanted to do was just stare back at you and never go to school again...

I Remember
how you used to get all distracted with the most uninteresting things when I would desperately try to focus your attention on some flashy multicoloured toy instead...
how your eyes opened wide with wonder and delight when I gave you your first taste of Cadburys Chocolate, when you were barely a month old...
how you would spit out the carrot juice which I took great pleasure in feeding you...
& how you never wanted me to feed you again after that :P

I Remember
how you innocently went in the docs room for your first injection shot not knowing what was in store...
how you bawled your heart out when you realised your trust had been betrayed...
how you soon forgot about it and was fascinated by your new shoes...
how you called me Di when you learnt your first few words...
how you listened intently when I put the music on.


I Remember
how you waited patiently for me to return from school and yell out my name as soon as you spotted me...
how you used to be by my side, observing quietly as I completed my homework...
how you asked for sheets of paper to scribble by my side as I studied for my exams...
how you didn't cry one bit on your first day at school coz I'd told you it was shameful to do so...
how you developed an intense distaste for milk after you saw me hating it...
how you used to be fascinated by balloons and asked for one every time the balloon man passed by...
how I used to cheat and win at 'snakes and ladders' until you learned to count correctly and then beat me at every game...
how we played Scrabble,ludo and just left it midway sometimes.Call it whimsical!!

I Remember
how you hated putting your feet in sand whenever we went to the seashore...
how we fought one day over who gets to sit in my favourite chair which had suddenly turned into your favourite too.
how we both lost interest in it minutes after the fight was over...
how you believed in tooth fairies and we had to secretly get you a gift for each fallen tooth...
how thrilled I was when you bagged the trophy after representing the school in elocution contests...
how we played antakshari and you knew the lyrics to every song...
how you sang 'Waqt Ne Kiya Kya Haseen Sitam....' for a singing competition at school and came home to proudly announce that you didn't win the prize.
how we used to watch hours of TV together...
how you used to be interested in watching all the serials I was interested in...
how you made fancy cards for me on my birthday and waited till midnight to wish me...

I Remember
how thrilled I was when your first poem was published by a leading publishing house in India when you were 12...
how you always topped in academics and scraped through PT :p
how I shared the jitters when your board results were declared...
how I danced with joy when you bagged a state rank...

I Remember
how you once tried to wear my white coat to see how it feels...
how I took it away from you then and remarked famously that you would have to earn it to wear it...
the day you got into Medical School...
the day you became a doctor and told me that you had earned your own white coat...

and today,
you still have an opinion on everything...
the sight of chocolates still brings out the child in you...
your eyes still crinkle up and disappear when you are really happy and thrilled...
you still take my side even when the whole world is on the other.
you still fight one moment and then come knocking sheepishly at my door...

and how you express yourself so beautifully with words that nothing I write could ever do justice to the wonderful soul you really are!!
I need not write more coz your blog and fan following are testimony enough.
All I can say is that I am one hell of a proud sister!!

and today,
as i continue this journey with you, I cherish all these memories and look forward to making more.

Its true that sisters are a little bit of childhood that can never be lost and I can never thank God enough for choosing to answer my prayers on that rainy day.

yours,
DI