She opened her small, tear filled eyes to look up at the new arrivals. She was the tiniest creature i had ever seen then. Her hands and legs were curled along her body and she was blinking at me with her small beady eyes. This fascinating sight is still fresh in my memory. I was the happiest person in the whole world. The thought of having a younger sister thrilled me to the greatest extent. Even before she was born i used to beg my mom to get to the hospital in the thought that she would deliver the baby as soon as she reaches the hospital! I was a 6 year old kid and all i used to wonder at that age was how the baby was going to look and how it was going to bond with me. And then she began to grow in front of my eyes (of course even i was growing!) a cute little baby she used to be. A red apple would be jealous on looking at her because she would give it a tough competition! Her cheeks used to pop out of her face making it look like two oranges being stuffed into her cheeks!
she was a daddy's baby, which bothered my mom a lot ( i would say that my mom was jealous as she was the one taking care of her the whole day!) my sister used to find great pleasure in complaining about mom and me to dad. At the age of four she used to pick up the phone to dial my dad's number if my mom troubled her (my mom felt just the opposite!) she used to be an expert in bringing tears at will when my father was at vicinity just for the kick of watching my dad scream at my mom for doing something to the kid which she had never done! Whenever there used to be an argument at the dining table she used to side up with dad even if he was dead wrong!
A very stubborn girl with a strong will power, she never accepts defeat easily! As she grew up she would come to me for solving her math problems (here problem has got two different meanings! I just thought i would let you know which problem i meant!) it was in this scenario that fights always crops up. She never accepts the fact that i am the teacher and she is the student, learning something new! If i say something a bit strong, tears fill her eyes and she would kick the chair, table ( in fact everything within the vicinity! ) and scream at me saying she doesn’t want my help and that she would do fine without me. Ten minutes later, the same math brain comes back to me asking for my help again!
Her ability to grasp things is fascinating! Her way of looking at things is very different from a normal person! She has got swash buckling memory power which is really amazing! Books are her best friends. Pooja and books always go together. She is such a fast reader that my mom finds it difficult to manage the budget!
Cooking is her greatest passion and i am sure she would become the greatest chef of all time one day. We had made a deal that we both would live together and that she would take care of my hunger! Her hunger to learn more about food, the depth with which she takes in the ingredients, spices and the very aspect of combining all this to make a good food is stunning. I wish and pray for her success in the foodie world.
Of late she has taken to talking non-stop! She talks so much that at some point we just can’t take it anymore! She has this ability to enact what people around her had done and she has a comical way of explaining stuffs!
She is an emotional girl, no doubt, but she doesn’t show her emotions for public understanding. She is a very practical girl and can stand separation though it is difficult for her to handle. The red nosed beauty is learning things quickly and will surely make us all proud
Cheers,
Aishwarya Kumar
she was a daddy's baby, which bothered my mom a lot ( i would say that my mom was jealous as she was the one taking care of her the whole day!) my sister used to find great pleasure in complaining about mom and me to dad. At the age of four she used to pick up the phone to dial my dad's number if my mom troubled her (my mom felt just the opposite!) she used to be an expert in bringing tears at will when my father was at vicinity just for the kick of watching my dad scream at my mom for doing something to the kid which she had never done! Whenever there used to be an argument at the dining table she used to side up with dad even if he was dead wrong!
A very stubborn girl with a strong will power, she never accepts defeat easily! As she grew up she would come to me for solving her math problems (here problem has got two different meanings! I just thought i would let you know which problem i meant!) it was in this scenario that fights always crops up. She never accepts the fact that i am the teacher and she is the student, learning something new! If i say something a bit strong, tears fill her eyes and she would kick the chair, table ( in fact everything within the vicinity! ) and scream at me saying she doesn’t want my help and that she would do fine without me. Ten minutes later, the same math brain comes back to me asking for my help again!
Her ability to grasp things is fascinating! Her way of looking at things is very different from a normal person! She has got swash buckling memory power which is really amazing! Books are her best friends. Pooja and books always go together. She is such a fast reader that my mom finds it difficult to manage the budget!
Cooking is her greatest passion and i am sure she would become the greatest chef of all time one day. We had made a deal that we both would live together and that she would take care of my hunger! Her hunger to learn more about food, the depth with which she takes in the ingredients, spices and the very aspect of combining all this to make a good food is stunning. I wish and pray for her success in the foodie world.
Of late she has taken to talking non-stop! She talks so much that at some point we just can’t take it anymore! She has this ability to enact what people around her had done and she has a comical way of explaining stuffs!
She is an emotional girl, no doubt, but she doesn’t show her emotions for public understanding. She is a very practical girl and can stand separation though it is difficult for her to handle. The red nosed beauty is learning things quickly and will surely make us all proud
Cheers,
Aishwarya Kumar
Very well written Aishu.
ReplyDeleteYou have a very good way with words. You emote so well and it's a gift. I remember when mom was expecting Nimmi (I was 6.5 too), I used to go to the hospital everyday just to see if my little sibling has been delivered or not. I remember being so possessive and protective of her. I wouldn't let anyone touch her. Like a bodyguard I used to behave.
I wish Nimmi loved books as much as Pooja does. That aspect my dear little sister hasn't taken after me. The only books she reads are Harry Potter and Archie comics. Boy I wish she'd read more. :P
Anyways. Very well written little one. Keep writing. I'm already a fan. :D
And yes, comment on my blog too. :P
-Little Miss. Chatterbox. :D