Deenah's Site

The bond between us was not made from flowers and loving sentiments -
but sitting on each other's head, borrowing each other's things, arguing in early hours, who's going to be the first using the bathroom.
From secrets, silly and serious, that had to be kept from MOM.
From last minute coaching for examinations - (you envy me for being more fashionable and sweeter, therefore you're always better than me in Math and English) resentful and desperate.
From shoutings and tears.
From gigglings and raucous laughter.
From plottings and from dire and dreadful threats and warnings.
From pointing at each other to get Mom's mercy.

We are grown now, established -
Though we are now separated in 2 different continents,
still I hear your voice in memory.
"Oh, come on, don't be so ridiculous!"
"Don't be such a complainer, wimpish!! Stand up for yourself."
"Think!!"
"There you go!"
"Cheer up, cil (cil = "little" my nick name from Vee). Be brave. I'm right behind you."

And you are....
Always.

"you made me a better person, you made me a good friend..you made me a funny aunt for your kids...I miss you and I love you very much..
Mbot, my sister..."