My first ever (and favourite) childhood memory is of my grandma holding my hand and taking me to the hospital, to see my brand new baby – sister!!! I had a new sister!!! The next one, me trying to make 6 – month old Asmita sit on Snowy, our dog. She looked delicious in a pink sweater and matching hat and cute little socks. I still can’t believe I remember that.
For me, Asmita has always been a baby to me more than a sibling. We have an age gap of four years. Not much, but she always has been so. From waving her goodbye when she used to go to Trinity in her buggy, to watching her prance around in my old pink lehenga with a fractured arm, to feeling proud over her, however small they might be, achievements – its been an amazing journey growing up. I used to walk her to her class when she was in KG, used to cover all her notebooks and do it again if mum didn’t do it according to me, to making sure she looked pretty – I can’t believe the things that we used to do together! She, being the untidy prat she is, would make everything dirty around her, yet it was exhilarating watching her just do things and make funny faces when she screwed up and hug me tight. We used to go crazy and drive our mum nuts sometimes. The highlight used to be us passing notes over sleeping mommy, when she made us sit apart and do homework! The best part used to be our birthdays, having a huge party and wearing matching dresses :)
When she started going to a kindergarten, we made a practise in her uniform the previous evening! I made her do that for high schooll too :P I admit, it was a proud moment, seeing her in that.
Then we grew up. I have never realized how quickly we grew up. It makes me so proud and amazed watching you do the same things I used to do. Reading the same books, sharing the same favourites over silly tv shows, being my guinea pig when I started cooking – you’ve been an awesome companion. You made my mad quite a few times – when you hid my Harry Potter or messed up your room every single time I cleaned it, but it always makes me smile when I think of those things.
This is one of my favourite pictures of us
I admit, I have always tried to boss her around. For instance, I still hold her hand when cross a road! You’ll always be my baby rather than a sister. I’ll always continue to irritate you and use a condescending tone and try to make you do stuff. I will always keep cleaning your mess and try being less irritating. I will always keep acting like you mum. For, you’ve are the most precious and important part of my life and I can’t imagine a day without talking to you. You’re the prettiest person on this planet. You’re more sensible than me. You’re incredibly smart for a kid you age. And I can’t begin to tell you how proud I am of you.
This, my favourite picture of hers
I went to college and now you’ve gone on to high – school. We have had our differences and then gotten over them. There are miles between us but I promise to be there all the time, every – frikkin – second for you. You’re my baby will always continue to be, now matter how old you get, even if you are 100 and I’m 104. You’re birthday is the most special day in my life because this is the day I got you! You’re the best sister anyone could ask for and the best one God ever made!!!
Keep hugging and strangling and trying to chipko with me and I’ll always keep trying to be your mum. I remember your 13th birthday – hiding your presents and smashing you up at 5 and then the look on your face as you saw your box full of presents! Don’t worry, you’ll get 17 this year. Let’s make this a tradition :D
13th Birthday Special
We look so pretty and grown – up here!
Mommy and Daddy, thank you for giving me the best gift ever – Asmita!
PS – I couldn’t find more pictures, especially the one with you in a pram and me in Vidya – Mandir uniform!