Nostalgic

Many Many moons back

I must have been five and she would have been four...when we walked out of the crèche door

I was happy and so was she...we were getting a picture of us clicked

Seriously a rarity

I was dressed in top & skirt...she was clothed in a dungaree

Mom came and put on me...a red bead string...to go with the dress...she saw that and got upset

All the way, she sulked & cried...frequently asking me to take off those beads 🤨

I did not listen to her...obviously...refusing her utterly.. making her more and more peeved

To stop her nonstop grumbling...I tried another track...telling her that she was a boy & boys don't wear necklace...Mom joined in

Why am I a boy?? She asked me🤔

Why not...After all you are dressed in a dungaree🤣

She calmed down...as we neared the photo studio...I was over the moon...The trick worked...finally she had stopped her radio🤪

I got to keep the jewellery without any more of her whining

We got the picture clicked with so much glee...but as soon as we came out...she again started wailing

Nevermind girl or boy...

I want that thing...come what may...so we reached home continuously fighting

Some moons later

We were again fighting...I was fuming...and tried to rip up that photo into pieces

Wanting to end my relationship with het permanently.. .thinking shredding it would terminate my relations with her completely

I realized luckily...that mom would kill me...if I did any such thing and stopped myself quickly

Silly me

How could I forget that!

Clashes between sibling happen...it doesn't mean that separation is the solution

Family ties don't get un tied this easily...Love is the bond that can't be un bonded this simply

That's why!

One's concern for their loved ones is certain...

one's loyalty to them absolute...one's sacrifice for them is willing 🙃

I understood this much late...ofcourse

However as is said better late than never...had I understood, I would have lost my sis forever