A Soft Corner

Ok, well, how do I start ? This is about someone special, someone really really close to me.

If there is one thing I hate about myself then it’s the inability to freely express my emotions towards anyone I would really care for(especially face to face).
Nah it’s neither shyness nor snobbishness. I feel it’s a stupid “Guy” thing that’s got into my head from I-don’t-know-where. “Guys DO NOT get emotional.” A bunch of crap, I know, but crap that raises it’s ugly head almost always at the opportune moment. Maybe it’s a self-defence mechanism that I’ve unconsciously built up to save myself from the mental agony (once emotions get the better of me, they simply refuse to leave). Like I remember last year coming out of a theatre after watching the movie “Black” with my family, and while my mother and sister(and almost all females) were openly wiping their moist eyes with a handkerchief, I tried my best to keep a straight face. (Though earlier inside under the safe haven of darkness I’d allowed a drop or two to leave my eyes too! Darn how can I even admit that! )

Anyways, coming back to that special person, I love her so much and yet I don’t remember expressing it to her for a long time now, maybe we’ve started taking each other for granted – Not Anymore.
Today also happens to be the right day to express it – She’s my lovely, charming, amazing Little Sister!
Ah, how destiny has separated our lives onto it’s different paths! Till just a few years back we all used to be together, and now I’m working in Bangalore, she’s studying in Delhi, while our parents live on in Chandigarh.
Yet, how can I ever forget those growing up years when we used to fight it out over trivial things – from which TV channel to watch to who would take the biggest share of chocolates! I can only reminisce and smile over it now.
And the fact that I’ve always been ferociously protective of her (I’m sure any responsible brother would be!). I just recall this one incident when she was two years junior to me in the same school, and only once she told me that some guy in her class was constantly bugging her – I simply went to him and asked him if he knew she was MY sister. He literally went on his knees to apologize and and made her his ‘sister’ from the next day! Lol.
There are loads of other memories but pages and words would just not be sufficient to do justice to all of them. What matters is that those memories would be cherished by me forever.
And now in another year or two she would be married and happily settled somewhere, and then I would be too, and maybe we’ll get to see even less of each other.
But while I still can, let me take this opportunity to express my love for her on her special day – Here’s Wishing All The Joys In The World For You! Happy Birthday and Loads of HUGSSS!

We share the Bond of Blood,
And I shall Love and Protect you always,
To My Last Breath.
(Ok now before I get more senti I’ll mail this to her!)

(That's me and her with Dad on her birthday more than 20 years back.)