BREAKING NEWS to whoeva that reads my blog: "My lil sister is getting married. And I know exactly what ur thinking, so yes am not married yet and no am not feeling bad about this situation. And this I am not just saying, coz I ve already said this to almost everyone I met in the last 4 months but coz I think ill look better at my wedding :P...wheveva that is.
But yes am feeling sad about the fact that:
1. Ill be the only kid in the house now, and having total care and attention of my parents at the age of 24 was never my dream. (not a pleasant one atleast.) If something goes wrong its obviously me to blame, there will be no one on my side while am trying to pull the "generation gap" trick, and ill be alone to listen to the never- ending "morale lessons from 1975".
2. I will be expected to be more social, as my sis took care of that all this while. She knew all the people in the circuit, their names, their kids, their addresss etc. In short she was the "social butterfly" , the walking-talking telephone directory for the bohras of Kuwait. I dont have those kinds of "People's skill". And my parents adored her for that (more coz mom used to get all the gossips). I am a disappointment. I no. Shoot me (while i look for an escuse to miss the next function).
3. Who will fix the wires behind the TV. she always got that audio video connection right while my monkey brain stood there watching with awe and amusement.
4. I like to preach a lot and sometimes I tend to forget that I have said the same thing in 20 different ways and Rubab was always there to stop me while at it. Now this world will witness the worst of my verbal diarrhoeas (Run while you still can).
5. Me and Rubab had invented crazy games, like the "Dancing Martial Arts", basically u hit each other while dancing (I broke her front tooth once in defence) My fav move was swirling in a circle with my arms wide open and then slapping her in the process (genius!! I know....I was the undefeated champ) there was no winner at this, it just involved hitting each other till the end of the song. Then, the "feet wrestling" you cant hit or use any other part of the body except the feet, the one who manages to stand on the other persons foot/feet for more than 10 counts wins!!yay!! And many such crazy games which I no I can only play with my sis. but not anymore. (plz dont judge me.... this is the craziest I can get...mostly)
6. The "did I tell you about...." and never completing it, and then saying "oh you dont need to know" always tortured her with this, n Oh what satisfaction I got out of this. priceless.
7. I have like 4-5 good n close friends, but rubab has a gang of gals around her. And all of em are like fun to hang out with (neva thut i'd admit this) and ill miss the fact that they ill no longer come over or have those group dance practises in our living room with no consideration what so ever for the ppl living downstairs.
But I will definitely not miss the fact that she always borrowed my clothes n managed to spoil them instantly with irreparable damages. And her constant nagging about how I should be more careful with money (and only buy at "clearnace sale"). But ill miss those shoes that she borrowed n squeezed her gigantic feet into n made big and unwearable for me. And in few days time she ill be gone and I can finally have that uninterrupted afternoon nap that I have been wanting to have since 12 March 1989.
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