Dedicated to my sister
Two words to explain my sister, common and perfect. Common because every sister does the same, perfect because not every younger sisters do it and she is absolutely perfect for me.
So here are the things I wanted to say for my sister but I cant because I m bad at talking thing.
I want to explain 20 yrs of her life. So I have divided it into 2 divisions. First is from the day she born till 10 yrs of her age, and another is from 10 yrs to 20 yrs.
I hardly remembered the initial days of her(our) life because I was small, just 1.5 yrs older. So I'll tell the facts my mother and other family member told me.
First 3 Yrs:
We lived in joint family. My father worked in another town and visited us every week. I was much closer to my aunt(father's sister) than my mother or father, they were just like another relatives we had in joint family(grand pa grand ma, father's brother with his wife 2 daughters and a son of my age and 2 sisters of my father). When my sister was born, I didn't go to meet her in hospital, I cried, I was scared of the hospital and asked my aunt to take me back home. We grew up in that joint family. She had her friends, I had mine. We started to go to a primary school (C.P.Ashram). There were 3 classes nursery then KG1 then KG2, when I was in KG2, my sister was in nursery. 1 day I wasn't able to answer teacher's question, she asked me about a hindi character "cha", so after crying a lot at the time of lunch I hide myself below a table kept in the ground. Teacher searched me and found me there and send me to my sister's class, she teased me a lot.
4th Yr: class KG1
Father got transferred in a place "Narshingpur", from where he wasn't able to come every week, so he took us too. Grand ma was weeping in front of me and asked me to ask my father to let us stay here. I was 5 yrs old so I told the truth to my father that, take me from here as soon as possible because I don't like the teachers here.
We were in Narsingpur, then only I came to know my real parents. I missed my aunt very much. One day she came to us and stayed for 2 months and then when she left I use to hear her voice calling me, many times I followed her voice far from home. After coming back whenever I asked mother whether she heard aunt's voice, the answer were always no.
Coming back to sis, she made many friends there quickly. All of them appeared to be as stupid as she was. Oh, I forget to mention, in the initial 10 yrs of her age she was a BIG stupid careless LIAR. It was a passtime for me to see such stupid fellows playing together. I use to play carrom with my father and his friends. We went grandpa's home for Diwali, first Diwali when "we were not in home", "we visited home". I used to dance in front of my aunt when ever we visited there.
After coming back from there sis got beaten by dad for doing something stupid, I saw that first and last time that dad has beaten her, I used to get some for doing such things many times before, for eg:- for wiping my nose in his towel, for arguing to get food from his hands, every time when I got those aunt used to feed me with her hands.
Holi came, also our exams, I don't like this festival from then, so both of us were watching outside from window, she suddenly asked mother to play that, mom allowed. So with full confidence she left with a PICHKAARI in her hands as if she will color all of them without being colored, and came back crying with red and green face and empty PICHKAARI and told us that she couldn't color anyone as the PICHKAARI emptied in one shot and that shot missed. I am telling you she is such a big liar, that kind of PICHKAARI were for shooting again and again, shaped like guns, and here was his clear lie. Then exams got over, we went to maternal grand parents REWA and she had her birthday there.
5th Yr: class KG2
Her stupid friend circle grew, and now I was also among them. They use to hit me with stones. Atleast it was better than my school friends, one of my classmate use to pull my hairs if I m not giving him my pencil(I can never forget him and wish to see him again). I complained about him many times, but then there family became our neighbors. He slowed the frequency of hitting me, as we were neighbors now.
So her stupid group was my only choice. My birthday came, I invited all her friends and 2 of my classmates(girls), with whom I never spoke, not even for inviting them, as I was a shy little boy.
We were in same school but she was like invisible to me, I hardly remember her as in our school. Dad bought me a cycle. Daily we(dad, me and she) used to go to practice for riding cycle. In a few months I was able to ride it but she never touched it, she never wanted to learn to ride it, but always came in the morning for watching me practicing.
6th Yr: class 1
One day mom was teaching us. My sis was not willing to study. So she was doing something else, mom threatened us that if we'll do like this then she will die(suicide). There was a big silent for 2 minutes, then suddenly she(sis) started crying in very loud voice, a non stop 5 minutes cry. Mom started to apologising for such threatening but she(sis) was crying and crying until mom made her believe that she'll not do that(suicide).
She was in 1st class, I was in 3rd. We have a school photo, mine is lost. But she has it still, If anyone not believing me that she looked dumb cute gal at that age can see those photos as a prove.
Dad got transferred to BALAGHAT. I was very happy, finally I was getting rid of that neighbor. So we were having our final exams earlier than it was supposed to be. We wrote exams in the same class in the same day. Sis's class teacher was scolding her because of this trouble(overhead)to her, so I was enjoying that moment.
It was really fun for me, I scolded that neighbor too, I cursed him with full of my heart, made fun of him, and did every thing that I wanted to do to take revenge. He wasn't able to do anything(hurting me) as I was in my home.
7th Yr: class 2
From that year, I suppose, she began to talk more or rather lie more. In Balaghat she lied to a neighbor that she had glucose bottle because of her weakness(not even 1, she lied she had 2 glucose bottle), actually she didn't wanted to play, so she lied. As glucose bottle for a 7 yr old child matter is too crucial that it exploded and very fast and reached to our parents.
We were playing river-mountain and suddenly what I saw was she is having a stone in her hand and crying and shouting to a boy.I'll tell you the exact words, imagine that weeping crying shouting all same time and telling "You like to go to market with your father in scooter no, I m giving u this opportunity, I'll break ur head with this stone then ur father will take u in his scooter."
She started to cry even more. Grandpa Grandma visited us. When grandpa saw that she cries a lot then he said "Her name should not be Pinky, her name should have been PINNI." But Grandpa really loved her more than anyone among his grandchildren.
Year ended, Dad wanted to get transferred somewhere else as Balaghat was far from relatives, and wasn't good as a district.And he got it. We got transferred to Shahdol.
We were in Grandpa's home in summer vacations. All relatives were also there. Grandpa got a severe fever. He was lying in the bed with everyone along with a doctor surrounded him, then he called pinky. He died holding pinky's hand in hand as soon as she came.
8th yr: class 3
We got transferred to shahdol. (continued ......)(
(What's next: 2 more dumb yrs of her life and then 10 smart and sensible yrs tomorrow as its 4:30 a.m. already and i'll have to attened morning class)
