As I saw off my sister today, who returned to her medical college
in Pune, the feeling of separation weighed down heavily on me. When she had
come from Pune to spend her 15 days winter vacation, all she would say for the
first 3 days was how she missed her friends and then 3 days before the
departure date, she kept saying that she didn't want to go back. Our mother
being the strict one would always say that sacrifices such as these are
necessary to succeed in life. I too echoed the same and even added in a little
bit of “elder brother” admonishing to the lecture to show to her that I wouldn't
miss her a bit and in fact would be happy, since I get the entire house to
myself.
But now that she's off to Pune, I can feel how much I have
grown used to her presence over the short 15 days that seemed to me no less
than a month. The house seems a lot quieter today. Though I prefer peaceful
environment, but still I miss her constant chatter. Even our pets seem to have
noticed her absence and have gone awfully quiet. It's as if they want to show
they are missing here too, like me. Yes I am glad that I finally will have the
TV all to myself, yes I am glad that there'll be no-one to weasel off to my
father for every single bit of my mistake, yes I am glad that now I don't have
to put up with her teary-eyed ploy to get my father to get her something most
of the time from my possession, but I'll miss those all the same. For she was
after all the one person who would cheer me up when I was sad, advice me on how
weird my drawings looked, comment on my articles and creations, order her
around the house to do my part of the chore so that I can catch up on a little
bit of extra sleep or just plain help me pick the color that looks best for a
new application that I was coding. Even the part that I should be happy about
seems dull because I won't have to fight over them with her. And at the end of
the day, I'm going to miss those more than anything else.
The only silver lining to all this is the fact that she will
be coming back after a long period of 6 months, though I reckon this is going
to be a very long 6 months. To make matters worse, my vacations are still
half-way from being over, otherwise I would have something to bury my head in. Though
now I also wish that my sister never stumbles on my blog, because if she reads
this article and comes to me with that grin and “you missed me!”.........*shudders*
Same as me and my bro!! wont ever except we care about them, now would we??lol.
ReplyDeleteHope these 6 months pass by real fast, for u :)tc
Thanks! And yeah, I have my fingers crossed too. :)
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