I remember used to get a wishes & a phone call on my birthday from my one elder cousin sister. She was a frail thin girl due to the TB of lungs she had only 1.5 of her lungs, But she had 1.5x of more compassion and heartfulness than many of us.
Tributes with gratitude to all my Sisters in Life who have given me more than what I could give them back.
She used to walk me home from our Convent School carefully, I am ever grateful to her love and care. We were in the same school in Bengaluru.
I remember her geometry box, she used to carry money in it and get me snacks on the way back. Sometimes Bhel puri and sometimes sweets & chocolates. I was a naughty kid I am sure I would have troubled her pestered to get me stuffs, she would pacify and make me calm. Hehehe..
This is strange but once she wrote a proxy for me in my exam in 1st or 2nd std thankfully i grew out of that stage. I was never interested in study as I was hyperactive I now think maybe it was the sugar and chocolate overdose. I grew up on loads of Dairy milk chocolate bars. Poor sister I came to know later in Life, she was a child of a parent who was an alcoholic who abandoned them. I dint know the pain she suffered also as an abuse at the hands of a elderly relative.I feel in her miserable life she still shared the small stuffs that mattered a lot like the chat stall and the yearly call.
She breathed her last very young at age of 19-20years.. I wish I had met her to say goodbye but I was a kid who dint know about death, I dint know what’s a final bye. Writing this I have tears in my eye, for the years of care she gave me. Here is a letter I might have written her if she were alive.
I thank you Banuakka for showing me your sisterly love and care, I am ever indebted and I dint know what your conditions were and what your pain was. But you always smiled and spoke with love which was like the desert rose. Its unfortunate that the house which had a caring rose like you also had so many thorns. I pray for your memories and I also met your friend Jayaprada Akka sometime she is fine. We fondly remembered u together. THANKS FOR BEING THERE FOR ME, even when I could not be there for you. Thank you, Your lil Bro, Prasad.G
Another sister who stood for me is a new person, she is very understanding and helpful, we celebrated pongal at an event. Sometimes She knows my mind even better than I know myself. She recommended some movies to guide me. She is very knowledgeable. Yesterday in a group of about 140. There was a situation where I was misunderstood & targetted with name-calling and character assassination. I defended my self & couldn’t sleep the night with traumatic dreams. She was the only one who spoke up for me/my justice in the group, and it meant a lot to me. I remembered the care and love of an elder-sister my dear Banuakka in here. I thank her for speaking up all it takes in a babel of loud false accusations is just a feeble true word on behalf of your voice. It can change the whole scenario. She dint realize the little gesture was the call which made me stand tall. It set the motion in the group and the false-accusing voices beat a retreat and exited the scene. I thank the SAINTly sister for speaking up for what is right and ethical. She is a siddha doc and she knows the siddhanta of being fair and just even in the face of international and global biggies, the truth always triumphs when even one voice shares just one truth among the volley of lies. Just like how a tiny flame can light up a dark room.
Thanks sister Hema for your kindness and responsibility of an elder sister, I wish more brothers have sisters like you and Banuakka. The world will be a more better place.
Even without Raksha Bandan can help prevent Rakshasa Bandhan, all it takes is a free-voice with true-words.
My Heart goes out to all my genuine Sisters both elders and younger sisters who have shared an Unconditional bond of bro-Sistherhood with me, I am evergrateful for their Kindness, Affection and Care.
S183: RakshaBandan-Letter to Nations & Nationals. RakhiGift@2022.
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