Thats my sis (in red) with one of her old school friends, at my wedding in Chennai. Wow!! Little girls in skirts transformed to lovely, young ladies today.My sis asked me about orkut sometime back and I told her- "Uh! I've heard about it- but am not interested!" and forgot about Orkut for the next months, till one day- my team mate opened up orkut and showed me his pictures, friends, scraps and tons of things. I asked him to bring up my sis' profile and saw her there- her picture, interests, books and passions. She had grown up and that realization dawned on me that minute!!! From when I left home for college till now I dont know how the years of life rolled between us. The day I got to my Mangalore office after my return to India, she had sent me a zip file of her most recent pictures. I called Pavana with excitement and showed her all the snaps of sis and asked her if she could reconcile to the growing up process. I suddenly see my tiny sis with porcupine hair, blossomed into a personality- an individual, a kind of her own and I had missed the metamorphosis. My mom used to talk about her to me on our calls and we both spoke too- but the growth process cannot be understood on telephone wires. And today I see her, having distinct ideas and thoughts, aims and ambitions, likes and dislikes- a carved out person. Had we spent time at home through these years, living and growing up together, maybe the change would'nt have been so apparent, so defined.
So, not to worry- here's me wishing her good will and peace throughout, as she battles with key decisions and questions inside her.
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