Sister...

I still remember the room in the nursing home where the doctor actually did succeed in making me feel jealous. He was teasing me with his weird ideas that I would be left all alone, uncared and unwanted. It still embarrasses me when I get reminded of the incident. Huha! My sister was born just a few days back and it really made me insecure when i was told that mum will be loving her more.
But this blog isn't about what I felt. Its about her, the little blessing of my life, the girl who completed me and mum, the girl who's one of the most honest human beings I've ever known, because she is the one who's my best critic. She criticises almost everything I do. Being the person I am, I couldnt ever manage to tell her what immense value she holds for me and how much I love her.
And now, when the girl who was the epitome of patience even as a little baby, has grown up. I look at her preparing herself for the first big examination of her life and I ask myself, " When did she grow up into this lady? Where did she learn to throw all the tantrums?...How did she become so beautiful?" And I smile to myself..."my little princess", I think...I realise once again, how much i love her... my SISTER.