I have a sibling; a 'male-sibling'!
Nevertheless, several times I faced this question from my teachers, friends, colleagues etc - ‘Don’t you have a sister? If then, she could have been a pretty angel... eh?’ My repeated negative reply to this query has been an undisrupted distress.
Although she was my ‘blood-relative’ and labeled as my cousin, I could meet her only after two decades of my life. Weird factors restrained us from meeting ‘on time’. Fate stole 20 years of our life. Any brother will have the most fruitful time of relation with his sister during childhood, which I haven’t had at all.
One fine day, I got an opportunity to visit my uncle’s house. She (uncle's daughter) was all alone at house in the after noon. The main door disclosed upon reacting to my calling bell. A tall, slim and fair girl appeared affront. She is 4 years younger to me. It was our first meet. In addition to an orange top and a jet black frock, she was in a new apron with a ladle in hand. Her face was bright and breezy.
I had self-induction with my blood-relation as ‘I’m Ambareesh, trust you could recognize me by my name!’
The hidden sun rose at her lips and without any ignition trouble she took me inside. We didn’t speak as if we were absolutely new to each other till time, but we felt an imperceptible comfort level to each other. She continuously spoke about her Engineering course and professional dreams. I could still memorize that she was fanatical after ISRO and Nano technology and conversant about Harry Potter and Twilight series. I had never seen a garrulous girl as she was. She spoke ‘sense’ with aid of scientific facts and substantiations. This happened before 5 years from now! Through her, I got to know about her family in depth and could engineer a brawny bond of relation. During her graduation, I got familiarized with her close friends. I even fall in platonic love with one of her seniors. It sustained till our families dispersed the affair on ground of emaciated horoscope match!
Best things I adored in her were her innocent mind and elegant appearance. Beauty in her was at equilibrium both in her outlook and outline. She always spoke her mind! Her uncompromising talent in classical dancing, proven brilliance in academics, persistent self-confidence, robust devotional base and impulsive respect to elders made me proud of own sister. I didn’t have to research for worth-factors in my sister but those were vividly evident and existent along with her personality.
I felt as if her tranquil house premises have a magnetic power which could exert a pull on me always. It’s situated in a rich grove full of lofty coconut trees, olden woods and herbal plants. The focal appeal in there is a large puddle situated beside house which is filled with sky-blue water. During rainy season, I used to sit on the marble floor at the foyer for hours looking at thousands of small circles which drizzle draw on the surface of the pool-water by chit chatting with everyone. Whenever I see her with uncle, I enjoyed being a part of the flow of hilarity between the daughter and father. Those were funny conflicts between 2 generations.
I couldn’t have gifted anything to her till now. Not even a B’day cake! I kept all in due.
Now, I wish to root here out my mindset revolving around her. We relocated to the same city for my work and for her studies. She deputed me as her LG (Local Guardian) in her college records. I used to get frequent calls from her, whenever she fall sick and situation demands medication.
Whenever I befall mentally drained, without any basis I get energy out of thinking of her face. She has not inspired me with any sessions of counseling or advises as such to recall. But, still I feel her influence in my living. I do not want to describe anything more here. This is a piece of tribute to my bliss within which will remain eternal.