Saturday, 26 January 2013

A Special Diary Entry


A Special Diary Entry


Dear diary,

You remember how many pages I wrote to you grumbling about my elder sister?? And that too just because she hid the mixture and ‘mudkis’ that dad brought for us from berhampur reasoning that I finish them too early without sharing!! You remember what I wrote about her when one day she criticised me for my dressing sense?? You remember how much I used to complain about her taking all the new pens dad brought from his office??

You might be wondering why all of a sudden I am asking you questions regarding my sister. Today when I was returning after watching the disastrous movie, I saw a little girl probably 7 or 8 years of age walking down the street holding the hands of her small brother who was looking at her instead of the road. With the typical roads of India being filled with potholes, the little guy was destined to take a fall the way he was walking, and he did! The sister immediately turned back, picked him up, wiped his tears and stomped, kicked the road making his brother believe that the culprit was being punished for what he/she/it did!!........

This kind of made me feel guilty. It was as if I was witnessing a part of my past which I was never able to see for myself. I never wrote pages about the time she had changed my diapers when I was too small and sickness had caged me. I did once write about she being my guiding light in her slam book, but I never dedicated any page in you to her to convey how special I felt when she tied a rakhi on my hand. I never wrote about how thrilled I was when she said that she would pay for my new phone with her first salary. I did condemn her for criticising my dressing sense, but never thanked her for making me want to improve it. I never said her sorry when she left alone tired from the wait for me at the bus stop on the very day of raksha bandhan .I complained when she took the new pens but I never expressed my gratitude even in the writing when she shielded me after my result declaration from the wrath of mom and dad.

......the road was being punished furiously by the sister, but the little guy was in no mood to close his flooding dam’s gates. With a worried look the girl began searching something. She fixed her eyes at a store and ran inside it. Being left alone the guy increased his pitch which now even I could hear from the other side of the road. Just when I was about to step in, the girl came out running from the store with a diary milk in her hands. And boy, you should have seen the reversal of mood on the little guy’s face!!! But the girl won’t give the chocolate......... she extended her cheek signalling her smaller brother to peck her which he did with the speed of light. She then gave him the chocolate and they both walked to their home merrily.

Probably the guy was only interested in the chocolate and not in the affection her sister demanded......but one day may be....he would be the one writing something like this in his diary!!

21 comments :

  1. Great...at least you did have the moment when you realized how much she loves you...many don't get it until too late..

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  2. Awesome dude....liked your free flowing style of writing and the love for sis :)

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    1. r.bose ne is.se to achi english sikhayi thi yar!! :p

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  4. Very touching and extremely genuine. Makes me want to write to my elder brother as well. :')

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  5. nice 1.

    i don't have an elder sis though..
    but someday my younger sis may write a page like this for me :D

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    1. ha ha.... :)...sweet..i wish so too.... :)

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  6. b'ful...it's strange how small incidents make us introspect abt ourselves so deeply!
    Also, i feel gratitude is an emotion rated much higher than love and very few ppl like you really acknowledge their love and mistakes simultaneously and as candidly!

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  7. nice one, really touching writing style.

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  8. buddy I hardly believe in blogging / diary , this that, but for sure I am impressed with this piece of work , I salute your way , this brought out some memories today. May god bless you. that is all I have to say

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    1. thnx a ton!! :)
      words like these inspire 2 write better :)

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