Missing something…

A sibling would have been nice, someone to share some moments with while growing up, but my parents were happy with just me. But just before I turned 5, my cousin came into my life, and after that, she has been as good as a sibling to me. Some people still say we’re cousins, and we too acknowledge that now, but through school and college, not a friend we had knew that we were “cousins”. Siblings was an idea I suggested to Bhavya for Day 3 of the Ultimate Blog Challenge in July, knowing she has a brother she loves a lot. And it took just a moment to agree on that topic. We’re doing posts on the same theme each day (like A to Z in April).


UBC DAY 3 – MISSING SOMETHING… (A STORY)

 

The school diary was on the table.

He opened it. It was her first diary.

But something was missing.

He took it along and asked aunty about it.

She smiled, told him something, but he insisted.

And she wrote it.

He went to his mom and showed.

β€œAunty put my name next to β€˜brother’. See?”


I wouldn’t agree with anyone who says that blood is important when it comes to a sibling relationship (and trust me, I’ve been told that time and time again). This is just one of many moments I remember when it comes to my sister. I could write a book on these memories, some of which are priceless to me. And to me, every moment matters.


(3rd July 2014)

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Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

  

30 thoughts on “Missing something…

  1. Rightly said, a sibling is one who stands by you for life even when others are gone. It is true that there may be childhood tiffs, but the bonding only strengthens and for that one need not have a sibling out of the same womb.

  2. I agree blood isnt the criteria for any relationship especially a sibling one. What matters is the honest pure emotions that exist between them.

  3. indeed every moment is priceless .. although it is a pity that we realise these moments much later in life when we are living them we dont think that much ..

    • I’ve not missed the moments, Biks. πŸ™‚ In a way, you are right. While living them, we don’t think that much. But I feel that’s why they’re memories that we savor now. If we were to have planned the moment, rather than it being impromptu, the fun element doesn’t feel as fun, or real.

  4. Dearo,
    Why should we bother of others’ eyes? They say what they see and they even don’t have a perfect or a clear vision to see. Let them…
    Both of yours affection and love is above all.

    Touching!!

    • Oh, I don’t bother, Sims πŸ™‚ I know what she means to me. But those words at that moment do sting. Glad for your words of wisdom, li’l lady. πŸ˜‰

  5. I too was an only child (well at least until I was 11) I was raised by an aunt and uncle who had 3 children once the same as as myself, to this day she is more my “sister” than my own sibling who is 11 yrs younger than I an was raised by our parents. I agree blood does not make the bond, love does… many years later when my own daughters were in college I adopted one of my cousin’s son shortly after birth.(long story I will not go into here) technically and biologically my son is my 2nd cousin, but he is 00% my son and the brother my daughters always wanted.

    • Thank you, Kimberlee πŸ™‚ I’m glad my experience could be related to by someone as well. Sibling love is quite a wonderful feeling.

  6. I was blessed to have a brother. He is my best friend, biggest supporter, and my confidant. I’ve always wanted a sister. However, when my brother married my sister (in law), I received two sisters. My sister in law has a sister and both of them have “adopted” me into their sisterhood.

  7. Beautifully written! I used to fight with my younger sister so much that my Mom thought I was created by the devil and not her πŸ˜› But now the bonding is so strong that even we are miles apart, we know we belong to each other πŸ™‚
    I do agree that a sibling need not be from the same womb. I have a ‘brother” from school whom I sent Rakhis even now. πŸ™‚

    • Oh how nice, Shalzzz. The small tiffs with siblings are part of the fun of the bond too, right? πŸ™‚ The school rakhi “sisters” have now sort of drifted apart though for me πŸ˜‰ Glad you felt it was beautifully written.

  8. Very true…blood is not important when it comes to a sibling relationship. Some people just comes into our life, and they just occupies that part of a sibling. And I was lucky enough to have younger bro of my own, some other out of blood too… Lovely post! πŸ™‚

    • Good to have a sibling, be it by blood or out of it πŸ™‚ I never felt the absence of an own sibling though. Thanks, Sheethal.

  9. sibling relation is a beautiful one πŸ™‚ and I am blessed to have a little brother who adores me πŸ™‚ having him, I never felt the need of anyone else!

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