Partings

My little sister left moments ago for her first posting :(. It makes me so sad, I know that our "together" time is now up. All siblings leave each other sooner or later, the time for us to part has also come. Right now she must be speeding away, away from home, away from this city and away from me. It feels so unnatural, on any other day she would have been soundly sleeping in her room, today, however her room is empty, my sister has gone.

I was 2 years old when she was born, we've spent an awful lot of time together, through the thick and the thin, have always been there for each other. A younger sibling is not a child but can come so awfully close to being like one, I have watched her try to walk on her wobbly little legs, struggle with 1+1, taught her how to spell, ride a cycle, a scooter, how to braid her hair, how to perfectly apply eyeliner,how to cuss, the list goes on........

My little sister, I wish I could find words to do justice to how I feel............how inextricably intertwined our lives are, we share a whole lot of DNA,everywhere she goes she carries a little bit of me with her, likewise everywhere I go, a bit of her will always be with me.

I have always wondered how brothers and sisters drift away from each other, how any distance can be so great as to overcome the enormous amount of affection that exists between them. I don't know what future has in store of us, I hope that we will always be tight, I hope she and I will love each other this way till the very day we breathe our last, but if that does not happen, I hope we will always remember the way we feel today, on this beautiful morning, when my sister first left home. I read somewhere that people come and go like seasons, but the Love between them lives on forever, I hope my love for her will, like a prayer, always follow her and keep her safe, smiling and happy.

Will we ever know?

Yesterday my best friend told me about this girl his mother used to know. Apparently this girl belonged to a very affluent business class family, her parents were looking for a match for her, and there was a proposal from another very rich family, for some reason, this girl rejected the guy and the proposal was turned down. A few years down the line, this girl's family suffered huge losses, they were forced to leave their home and all. Eventually, the girl got married,............... to the servant of the guy she had originally rejected!!!!! When I heard this story I was obviously horrified,the poor girl. Kinda makes you wonder,we plan our days, we plan our weeks, years, our lives, but do things ever go the way we want them to? In my case the answer is a big NO, no matter how meticulously I plan, Life always surprises me. Will we ever know how our lives will turn? perhaps not.

On the other hand, there is another story, my mom used to tell us, when she was a kid, there was this Government officer her dad used to know, this man (the officer), had 4 daughters, 3 of them got married, but he just could not find a suitable match for the last one, there was some problem with her kundli I think, after years and years of looking, he got tired and married his precious daughter to a rickshaw puller who used to live in a servant quarter close by, this poor guy, a brahmin, used to pull rickshaw during the day and studied at night, this way he had completed B.A and was appearing in various exams. The year this girl and the rickshaw puller guy got married, he cleared India's most prestigious examination and became an IAS officer:)

If there is one thing I have learned in my life it is this, that no one, absolutely no one, can predict what their life will look like, 5 years or even 5 days down the line. We think we call the shots and that we are in control, but we are not, therefore, don't beat yourself too much over what did not happen, and likewise don't gloat too much over what did. Life and human happiness is way too fragile to be taken seriously.