My Person!

Jul 4
NabanitaDhar

It was lunch time and I ran down the stairs to reach the playground. I was late already and I didn’t want her to wait. It was our ritual. She would come to me and ask for her tiffin box. Short, small, tiny and cute as a doll with two pony tails adorned with ribbons, would perhaps be the best way to describe her. Every day she would take her tiffin box from me and run to her friends. They would sit in a circle and have lunch out of their Barbie tiffin boxes talking about leprechauns and teddy bears. So that day too I stood at the designated corner waiting but there was no sign of her. It was then that I saw a crowd in front of her classroom. I saw the headmistress along with a number of senior students standing there, all talking to someone who appeared to be just about a quarter of their height. For some reason, I felt an urgency to run there. So I did and there she was standing with an amused expression as everyone around her seemed to be busy reprimanding her. There she was, my baby sister, my precious possession!

But I couldn’t let anyone talk to her like that. The headmistress surely but not the other snooty pricks called seniors, especially when she was not even half their size. So I pushed and dashed through the crowd and stood next to her. I held her with one hand and looked straight in their eyes. My sister was not some tiny witch that they could have the pleasure of punishing. She was just a child and to get to her they would have to get through me first. I asked them, rather demanded them to tell me what my princess had done that justified this harassment of a four year old by so many seniors. Truth be told, I was scared too. After all I was just eight! But still nobody talks to my sister like that, atleast not when I’m around.

  
So this was what my little accused had done. She had painted flowers and leaves with a green sketch pen (yes I remember it was green) on her friend’s face. Oh I remember it vividly! Actually, her friend, Akanksha I think her name was, looked kind of cute. Akanksha wanted to borrow her sketch pens and in return of that she had offered to let my sister draw on her face. Crazy little kids I say! A perfectly legal agreement between four year olds I suppose. Nothing to overreact on! 
Now if her friend would be crying, I could understand the crucifixion of my sister, well not really. But since her friend was happy and admiring the new creepers on her face, I couldn’t really see the problem. Certainly the headmistress had every right to scold my sister but not surround her with a bunch of goons as if she had permanently tattooed her friend’s face. So I stood there fighting my sister’s case. I knew it in my heart that this was what I was born to do. Save her, protect her and if need be fight with anyone and everyone for her. I don’t remember exactly what happened after that but I do recall taking her out of there and sitting next to her as she enjoyed her lunch with the very friend she had drawn on. Even at that age, I knew I would never let anyone harm her. Never, ever! And if I could just take a leaf out of Liam Neeson’s Taken, I would say to anyone who dare hurt her that ‘I don’t care who you are. I don’t care what you want. But if you hurt my sister, I will look for you, I will find you, and I will kill you too if needed.’ Too much? Not at all!

This was the first of many fights I got into for her. And believe me I will gladly do that every remaining day of my life. Even today when she is working and living alone in a different city I have this urge of fighting for her when anybody in her office says her anything. My whole body literally burns and shivers with anger when anyone hurts her. I know she can fight her own battles now. But I just can’t help being this over protective elder sister. And these memories make me even more defensive when it comes to anything about her. Well, she is my princess, my baby sister. I guess it’s normal! Isn’t it? 
She’s ‘MY PERSON’! Who’s yours?

27 thoughts on “My Person!”

  3. You remind me of my elder sister- she was my fairy godmother growing up, and saved me from bullies and teachers alike!
    Sisters rock!

  4. Lovely post about sibling love. My person — so many. I am closest to my sis too. She is elder to me. And I know she is the one person in the world who will always be there for me. Always! Then there is my dog, Coco. He is a complete sweetheart. If someone hurts me, this guy is capable of doing anything to that person :). Sweet post, Naba!

  5. Nabita… An excellent post… Its pretty normal… Being an elder sibling is so much responsibility… And we (I say this cause I too have a younger bro) are into active protective mode always… Your post reminded me of all the times, I have fought for my bro… and I wouldn't change it for any any thing…

  6. well well well .. the question reminds me of my prtetctive behaviour toward my brothers who ofcourse are self dependent in every aspect yet .. during college days when I would be a fighter kid and had a gang of 10 odd friends .. and one of my brother needed to teach lessons to a chap of his class and wanted me to do so..
    for the first time I asked the chap to say sorry to my brother and left a boy without touching . My brother got angry.Infact both my younger brothers. I just told my mum- for the first time I was scared .. today I will hit the boy but tomorrow when my brothers go to school again he may do the same and I may not be there to save them.
    I knew .. I had grown up .. I knew I had a weakness too .. my brothers .
    Thanks for sharing your moments and those lovely snaps !! Its a blessing to be born as siblings 🙂
    God Bless !

  10. I completely understand the feeling..What if we are not there and something happens! Yes, siblings are among our first and greatest weaknesses… And indeed its surely a blessing to have brothers and sisters!

    Thanks 🙂

  12. Thanks Rachna 🙂

    Sisters are great, aren't they ?

    And I know how protective dogs are .. My best friend has always had one and her bond with each of her dogs was something special!

    Hope all your 'PERSONs' stay happy forever 🙂

  17. A heart touching write up from your heart. Loved it.
    I have a bid brother he is My person 🙂
    God bless you both.
    Happy blogging
    XX
    Ankita

  20. Oh my favourite person is also my sister! What a sweet post describing your lovely relationship. God bless you forever 🙂

    Richa

  21. The intensity of your love for your sister makes the post unique and a lovable one. May your sister ever remain secure in your love and under your protection!

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