Angel in Disguise- Sequel

“You need a reason for a well scripted lifelong crusade, instead a ‘love fight?’- Well, the journey here starts with your Sibling.”

I believe it is amusing, a sequel!! All you consecrated readers of my text must be thoughtful and curious about a sequel of a written text. But I can’t offend and present myself guilty in the eyes of the mighty neglecting the prettiest angel at home, my sweet elder sister.

My life would have been very irksome without her perpetual presence around me. I still remember, my mother shared a very risible incident with me, I actually lay in the cot after my birth, and sis would come near me, pinch me and ran away. I guess that was the beginning to all our “Sibling Combats.” Our relationship was just like a swaying pendulum, for a moment we would engage ourselves in a fierce battle as we never were of same bloodline, next we were like helping hands for each other. I believe usually such environment portrays a strong sibling relationship. We grew with each other’s support and care and revelled ourselves at home when mother was preoccupied with her chores.

I feel ashamed of myself, I never were cognizant about my Idol of Inspiration. As I now open my blurry little eyes, picture my sister’s face in front me, my unanswered question gets the reply. She is the elder child at home; I could clearly envision my parent’s dream being met by her at every step of life. I now agnize my imbecility of not being able to cope with her on such high end obligations of life, instead doubted her experience, talent and knowledge. I know she would definitely forgive me for such innocent mistake but the feeling would always prompt me to strive ahead in life.

I dare to scribble the word “Conclude”, as skilfully crafting another paragraph would need significant effort with my vocabulary which goes beyond the capability of this small amateur brain. I thank god to gift me the most dulcet mankind I could ever imagine to dwell with on earth. I hope she continues to walk along with me in every spheres of my life.

“My wits and pranks are meaningless without you”

Love you Sis!!