Hi Little Sister,

Little because that’s what you are to me. But you are now
becoming just the opposite of it. So grown, mature,
understanding, empathetic, and sensitive. I am so lucky that I
have a younger sister and an elder sister at the same time. A
sister who is a life saver for me. A sister who shows me
light. I am no writer like you, but I will try to pen down my
emotions as much as I could, but really there is no putting
into words of how much I love you and look up to you.

The way our relationship has transformed through these years,

is just incredible. I never thought the person who I despised
the most, would be my best person. You have been there for me
in so many ways, so effortlessly made me feel better, speaking
the words which are right for me, giving me a calm and
vulnerable space to be the real me. Whenever something happens
to me emotionally, you have given me a space to turn to you,
without any fear of judgment. You don’t always speak honey and
sugar, but what is right and the correct thing to do. You have
made me feel safe in your company, that I could just laugh my
worries away and I knew, if you are saying, it will get
better. The fact that I could rant in front of you
incessantly, and you would listen so patiently, made me feel
relieved. While I write this, all those moments are coming to
my mind which we have spent in your room upstairs; singing,
crying, laughing, dancing, painting, sleeping, talking.
Talking for hours. I may not always agree with you, but you
have helped me open up my perspectives and taught me to look
at different directions and possibilities. Arguing with you is
exhausting, but its liberating at the same time. I would start
to thank you for being you and for being there for me, but
that would never come to an end.

You are a fighter to me, who has constantly challenged the

wrongs happening around her, speaking her mind without fear of
who is around, of what will anyone think. You might even be
scared, but still you rise up and look them in the eye and put
your stance. You have heard a million jibes, taunts, remarks,
sarcasms and what not. That is what I have seen in this house.
But you kept going for what you want and what you know is
right for you. You have the courage to live life on your own
terms and that is not easy. Not letting anyone dictate your
life, takes guts, and you got them. It is not easy. I try. You
have taught me to try. I don’t know how you do it. You are my
source of strength. The fact that you excel intellectually,
creatively, academically, just leaves me spell bound. And not
in a conventional manner, but in your own way. The way you
think is right. You are creating a path for yourself every
day, and that inspires to find my ground as well. You are so
simple, yet so mysterious, like something which can’t be
explained. You have to been in its presence, to understand it.
That is, you. And no wonder, the people who have met you are
also left inspired by your strong personality. I have noticed
you walk and that walk says that I am not afraid of anyone. I
have seen you sit in a room full of people, and I can
guarantee that the strongest persona is held by you, even if
you find the most secluded corner to be in. The innocence that
you carry within you, the kindness that you have in your
heart, and the fact that you are still eager to trust other
people, even after being hurt by doing that in the past,
leaves me in no doubt of how strong minded and vigorous
hearted you are. I would also like to just casually put in
here that how beautiful you are. Just mesmerizing. The way you
dress, carry yourself, looking straight, with those long
hairs, with such confidence and elegance, just comes to you
naturally. You are not bound by limitations, makes me break
free my shackles on different levels. You know how to put
other people first, how to be humble, to make a person feel
warm and loved. It is something you radiate and I feel lucky
enough to be able to witness and learn from you. Nothing of it
is an over exaggeration, as you might feel, but just the
truest representation of what I genuinely feel for you. I
don’t know how much am I able to offer you as your elder
sister, but I try my best. I do. To be there for you, to make
you feel safe, to provide a space to turn to, and just be what
you need me to be. I don’t know how much you need me, but I do
need you, every day. Those moments might never come back as we
have spent the time together in this last year at home, both
good and bad. Life goes by and things doesn’t stay the same.
We are growing up and changing constantly as individuals. But
this connection is just meant to be stronger and deeper as
each day passes by and we stand strongly beside each other as
ever. I am just too lucky that you are my sister.

This is just an attempt at expressing my feelings for you, but

I could keep going on as there is just not enough words to
convey my love. I will always hope that you get the best of
everything and better than what you strive for. You deserve
the world and this world needs a soul like you. Always shine
brighter and smile like you do, in the face of any adversity
that comes by, and the light which burns inside you will show
you the path, so that you reach the greatness where you are
meant to be. In your own terms and in your own defined way.
Because you are the queen who rule her world, my little one.
Proud of you, every day.
I would just like to end by putting a poem here, as how you
generally like to put your thoughts on paper. I would write
myself, but that wouldn’t do justice. So here is ‘Still I
Rise’- Maya Angelou.

You may write me down in history

With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?

Why are you beset with gloom?
’Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,

With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I’ll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?

Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops,
Weakened by my soulful cries?

Does my haughtiness offend you?

Don’t you take it awful hard
’Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines
Diggin’ in my own backyard.

You may shoot me with your words,

You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?

Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I’ve got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history’s shame

I rise
Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
I rise
I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.

- From your loving sister, who will always be there for

you.

15.09.2021, Wednesday, 20:10:02