Self Retrospection

I sat there looking at my younger sister playing in the garden. There was some kind of jealousy about her but I loved her. Her naughtiness and the care she tried to invoke on me. Maybe the only fault was that their parents decided to have her thirteen years later. 

Thoughts flooded him and it made me shudder for a minute. They were on the plane as it flipped side to side. The turbulence was extreme and as the ride began to get smooth everything came to an end. I was one of the survivors. There was this huge responsibility shouldered on me to raise my younger sister. 

This made me get angry at times but looking at her little innocent face I knew that she had no fault. Professionally I was clear on what I wanted to become. As a family, there was chaos within me on what I wanted to become. The answer was to be the world for my younger sister.