Well, after so much waiting and speculations and arrangements- finally the day has arrived. Today, my sister is getting married. My youngest sister, with whom I played in the childhood,grew up together,shared all intimate details, is going away to her new home. It's not the time to shed a tear; but with hearty blessings and good wishes,it's time to say goodbye.
I can recall the day when we first met each other. One pair of tiny eyes looked at me,and gave a cute smile... from that moment I knew it's my kid sister, I have to take care of her.
She grew up with us, daily fights and patch-ups followed. We shared cloths,toys,books,and so many secrets that our parents should never know!
I was her confession box while she told lie to parents.
I was the one to sign her report card when she got very poor marks in maths!
I was the first one to know that she got a boyfriend who loves to collect comics books! That also in school!
In college,when she failed is sociology,she cried her heart out to me. It was me who tutored her throughout the final year to get her passed,in spite of being a science student! Come on,for my sweet sis I can do that much.
She can't sleep without placing her hands around me when I am at home.
Whenever she does something new,she calls me,and reports everything.
She knows that I love books,so she picks up some books from the store every time I go home.
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The less I want to think,the more I remember about our childhood,all of my memories associated with her.
Am I going to attend her marriage?
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No.
When we started looking for suitable matches for her, I asked her,which qualities she expect in her groom. She told,he should be like her Dad; loving,caring,and gentle. I understood. The kid is searching her long lost dad in her hubby. My heart went out for her. Mom and other relatives were searching too,but finally it was the boy whom I selected. Banno liked him very much. These two made a very cute couple. Within a month all arrangements were made, and before I could realize,the day had come. Yes,today is the day when my little sister is going to step into her dream world. Her own family,a loving husband,and lots of happiness waiting for,I am praying for that.
Why I am not with her? Why I am away? I will not see her in bridal dress,I can't be a part of the ceremony. The reason? Seems to be funny. My parents didn't allow me..............it seems they will feel awkward if I am there!!!!!!!!!!!! Why? No reason. They gave a very weak excuse that these people,Banno's in-laws are not from very affluent families,so my presence can make them uneasy!!!!!!!! A reason stupider than this I've never heard in my life. The only reason,my presence is not welcome there. Some rituals are there,a childless woman should not see a bride,it brings bad luck! It deprived me from seeing my own sister in the happiest moment of her life. Today when she called and started crying, saying "Di,why u r not here?" I fought back my tears. Banno,I am always there for you. Whether I am allowed to see you or not,it doesn't make much difference. I will be there whenever you need me,to share all you thoughts and secrets. I know it will be me whom you will call soon after you reach your new home, not our parents or any other relatives.
It's true that I could not stand my sis leaving us,and going to stay away forever. But I hate the ritual which made us apart when she needed me the most! Is it not the time, we start to think again about all those rituals those are against humanity?
I don't want to shed more tears. Banno,be happy always. Whatever it may be,nothing can keep us apart. Friends,please bless my sister............It's her time to start a new life.
