To My First Friend

If you have a sibling who is couple of years younger or elder to you, it’s more likely to be a friendly relationship. Not saying that it won’t be possible otherwise, but its “more” likely if the age difference is lesser. My sister is around two years younger to me.

My sister. My one of the sweetest (and probably the earliest) memories of her is her first day in school when she refused to sit in her class and kept crying until her class teacher brought her to me and then she happily sat next to me. My mom says that this routine continued for over a week!

She never had any qualms in declaring that she likes what her brother likes. If I chose compass box with Mickey Mouse, she wanted the same. If my favorite hero was Bigb, then hers was the same. If I loved cricket, then she loved that too. In fact, I remember coaxing my friends to let her play cricket with us and bowl only underarm balls to her. And she used to play from both the teams!

She has always believed that her brother is the best! If none of her friends were getting solution for any complex math problem then she’ll declare, “My bhai can solve this, lets go to him”. If she is stuck with the theme of the role-play or with the choice of the group song, to be performed at school events, she’ll bring all her friends to me and say, “Bhai, we need you for this”.

I’m not highlighting my qualities here. I’m highlighting her belief in me. Her trust in her bro, who can never do anything wrong! This definitely sometimes scared me. Made me afraid of what if I don’t live up to her beliefs?

But as mischievous as I was (and am), I did many things that cannot be called as correct. And many times she was my partner in all those crimes that we committed together. She has always been my trusted lieutenant. My mom can tell you all our pranks together which we cracked on our friends of neighborhood.

She tops the list of the people who understand me completely. She knows what I want even when I don’t say it. She knows my exact reactions to most of the situations. She has lied, sacrificed, and got punished for me. She even remained silent for me. I remember those days when she got the air of my puppy love but she silently assured me that she wouldn’t tell Mom and Dad!

I know that despite her belief in me, she is the strongest amongst us. Calm, composed and intelligent. Not a loud and emotional fool like me.

Come 26th of this month, she will start a new phase of her life. And I know that she will be the best wife, sister-in law and daughter-in-law just like she has been the best daughter and sister one can hope for.

This one’s for you. My mom. My sister. My first friend. Wish you all the happiness of this world☺