Sisterhood

What's the good of news if you haven't a sister to share it? and this quote is just being apt to me for the last 28 years :) Was wondering what to write for my next blog, discussed most my routine in the last blog. But with my sister visiting me (or rather my little brat) for three weeks last month was so much fun. Three weeks then seem like 3 minutes but 3 good weeks to sit back and cherish now. Yes, this blog is dedicated to my one and only cute'st sister SUDHA.

I have spent my last 30 years with her. But what made these 3 weeks so special?. - Me being away from my family, or My sister being away from her Mr. Jilpu (Thats the first pet name my son got :)). Elder sister's kids are the world for younger sister - and my sister is no exception to it. Sitting and watching your sister playing with your kid and parenting him - What a scene -Every minute of it is worth an Oscar for the best sentimental movie. Agree???

I always had a guilt feeling (I think I still do have) of bringing my kid all the way to Norway while he was being pampered to the core in India by his aunt and grand parent. I know he means the world to my sister. So their dating after 4 months was such a relax to me!!!!!

So much was planned over the phone for months to-gether on how to spend everyday. What meal to cook, what movies to watch together, where to roam around, how to spend time with our little naughty don and I guess the list will be incomplete without catching up the gossips back in India ;)). Cooking didnt happen too much though, but we did watch a couple of movie or rather a movie everyday :). A week trip to Paris, Weekend trips within Norway, Daily trips to supermarket and my dear son's second birthday bash will always be cherished :)

Sometimes the motherly affection towards her makes me feel really special. She is just two years younger, but most of the time she is like my sweet two year old daughter. Imagine managing such a sweet sister and really terrible two year old son in one place. Trust me, it was FUN :)

Sisters don't need words. They have perfected a language of snarls and smiles and frowns and winks - expressions of shocked surprise and incredulity and disbelief. Sniffs and snorts and gasps and sighs - that can undermine any tale you're telling.

We may look old and wise to the outside world. But to each other, we are still in school - Isnt it?

The way we behave with people, talk to them, react to their activities might vary person to person or with situation to situation as we grow on, but with your sister its always the same. You and she both show our arrogance, innocense and behave nonsense but deep within we behave just like how we behaved from the day we know each other. She is the one who gives you a little bit of childhood always that can never be lost.

She is your mirror, shining back at you with a world of possibilities. She is your witness, who sees you at your worst and best, and loves you anyway. She is your partner in crime, your midnight companion, someone who knows when you are smiling, even in the dark. She is your teacher, your defense attorney and your devil's advocate!!!! and she is the best gift I can ever ask my parents :) Love you Sistu!!!!