The sister's voice

My mother called me downstairs; it was prayer time. And I had been on the net for a while, but she had arrived in Cyber town, only 5 minutes ago.

"I have to go, chech."

"ok.... omg ...... I so miss talking to you...." she said and I could feel her missing me.

My sister who's countries away now. The only person who mothers me, the only person next beside whom I feel so mothered, and not uncomfortable. It sort of surpirsed me to hear her say that first.

" That means a lot to me:-)", I said, feeling my heart grow warm.


It wasn't often I heard it from her. It really did mean a lot to me. Her loving me was very important, because it gave me security; knowing that someone would correct you and had no qualms in not mincing words to tell me that I was doing something stupid, or for not keeping in touch with her. She had that special right which very, very few people have, or have assumed, like her.

She always listened me out. Every single bit, however long it was. Right from when I was 16.



"I reaaally love you......................................."








":-) me too, chech"





The love was just flowing. I had always felt second fiddle, never worth to be her brother. Because I wasn't as regular in calling her up, or turning up at her place on her birthday. I did make it a point to call. And meet her when she was down. But to know again, yet again, that she loved me so much, that she loved listening to me was reassuring. It cooled my heart; a special effect only people like her had. An elder sister.





"......you know that, rt?......" She continued, as if to reassure me.




She knew how to make people feel loved. And she knows how much I love her. And that was a special time. To know that someone loves you so deeply, although they know how stupid you can be, at times. She knows all my stupidity and she's seen me growing up. "You sound so mature", she told me once, 2 years ago, I think. "Is that good or bad?" , I asked, a tad anxiously. "No, it's good. You've just grown up, that's all."






"I do. I really do", I said, keeping my emotions in check, and hearing my mother call again.






"Hope to see you around soon...."




I was so happy inside. A special kind of happpiness where you maintain composure and feel that touch deep inside your heart. The effect which constant, genuine love alone could bring; only a sister to her little brother.