This My Sister

 

2010,28 May

My elder sister was born. Our parent’s first little child whose name is Unaisa Lubaba Sakib. She was a sweet girl loved by everyone especially her father. Her father loves her more than himself.

2011, Unaisa was 1 year old who just crawls.

2012, 10 April

Another child born in they’re family whose name is Suaad Afifa Sakib. All the attentions shift from Unaisa to Suaad. Unaisa was happy to have a sister, a sharing partner and a playing partner. She was just 2 years old but still she had so many responsibilities. She brings water, glasses, feeder and other things which her mother’s needs.

2013, Unaisa was 3 years old and Suaad was 1 year old. Suaad was just like a bull, I mean very angry. In the other side, Unaisa was a very calm and very happy girl. They are sisters but they are full opposite.

2014, Unaisa admitted in a school. She though her younger sister how to walk but whenever she tries to walk, every time she fell down. Unaisa learns Arabic words quickly. Everything was going fine. Now let’s get out from the past and come back to the present.

2023, 28 November

The time really runs so fast. Unaisa is 13 years old and Suaad is 11 years old. They’re characters also exchanged. Unaisa is a rage sister just like Suaad was and Suaad became a calm girl. Yeah, Suaad is a little angry too but not like her elder sister. It’s strange but it’s true. A sweet cotton candy became a spicy chili. But it’s funny they’re still not similar, just the opposite. For example, if the elder like dry then the younger like wet, if the elder is friendly so the younger is lonely, if the elder is timed so the younger is brave. They’re so friendly to each other too. They can share anything to each other. Yeah, it’s true, Suaad always have to struggle for her angry elder sister and Unaisa always have sacrifice for her mischievous younger sister. Suaad like to write stories, art and painting. She’s really interested about it. In the other hand, Unaisa is a little good at art and design but she doesn’t have any interest about it. She likes to traveling and she likes to hit me and kick me more. I don’t know why, but it’s the fact. She loves me too but doesn’t show it. Always says, “I don’t love you. You’re the worst sister ever. I hate you”. Sometimes I feel sad for her behavior, but that’s ok. After all she’s, my sister. When we study together, we laugh and talk more than we read. But that’s funny, there is no reason to smile. That’s not end. When we tell each other jokes, we laugh at each other’s faces before telling the joke. I know, that’s kind a weird but it’s true. I don’t get angry at big or small things but my sister always gets angry even in despised reason. I don’t like to chat but my sister, she always like friendly environment. As I said, full opposite. Sometimes she said futile words that I can’t understand. Anyway, it’s universal that everyone is different where different moods, different minds and different types of heart. Our relationship is integrity where anger, quarrels, laugher are everything. This is not unusual. Sister’s love means getting angry at little, having fun with everything, quarreling when they are near and missing when they are far away. Yeah, this is my sister and I love this rage sister.