Happy birthday miss tornado!

Well, I know I have been becoming way too sentimental in my blogs but this one is going to be the last (for some time at least).

I have been working with someone on an important project when he accessed my system through team-viewer. One thing led to the other and he accidentally came across a folder titled “Pig”.

He did laugh but being the decent guy he is, he didn’t enquire much about it and we moved on to our work. I’ve been busy since then but that folder took me back into the days…

I have heard numerous stories of how I was a cute kid who ate a lot of bananas fed by my Bavas. It is hard to imagine but it could have been true :P So I knew my mom was away from me when I was a baby… all credits to the little monster who came into our lives and created a beautiful mess. My parents called her Spandana and we call her many things other than that.

I don’t remember our time as kids, but as we grew, I saw her taking all the attention from the family. Thick eyebrows, big eyes, curly hair and a face that mirrors mischief, this girl was like the much needed ripple in an otherwise calm family. Being a shy, introverted person (in the past) I would be standing in a corner somewhere and she would enter the room roll her eyes and bamn… they sang praises for her.

We were siblings and she stole my thunder, so yeah we had fights too. She once pushed me towards the mirror and I got a stitch in my forehead. I call it my Harry Potter mark and she’s my Voldemort. As we grew up, we became partners in crime and did a lot of things (that we wouldn’t be proud of) together. I always disapproved of the choices she made when she was in India. Being a Gemini and Aquarian, Nikki and I were naturally compatible and were a bit worried about her being a true Virgo; but then, she went to the US and things changed like the day and night!

Initially, she would call us and cry about her job, bedbugs and roomies, but then she started working with special kids. She was always this sensitive person but she taking that step moved me (and I am a stone). As years passed, she grew as a person, she grew up to be strong, sensible and empathetic. There was this one incident when she came home for her vacation and we went to Tirupathi. While I started disliking the temple, I did get to see the commitment in my little sister as she carried me in her arms. She and her best friend Vidya carried me in their arms and made sure that I got to see the idol. That day, I got to see how the temple management made decisions for the god and how love (my sister) succeeded in defying them. On our trip to the US, she made sure that we experienced everything that young people do. Now, when we are apart, she makes sure that we share everything from every day stories, teasing our dear atta, satayinching pinni and mommy and yeah,, some *** stuff too... all thanks to technology!

She made mistakes, just like the rest of us, but then, she also has the gut to accept them. I have seen her like a mold of clay that is yet to turn into a vase but she’ll get there soon. She’s still them same amount of crack and we do fight like dog and cat, but then, she is also an inspiration. I wish I can own up to my mistakes and have the gut to say sorry, like she does. All four of us have turned to be strong in our own ways but Spandu is the one who has balanced to stay sane even after all the limelight. Going to the US did a lot of good to her, but then, it changed a lot of things for us … that day we lost Scarlet, I got her bed, I saw my dad cry and we lost a bit of sunshine.

And now, a word of caution to Karthik, get ready for her drama, its not gonna be like FRIENDS but you’ll not be bored.

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There were times when we were best friends (when watching cartoons) and best enemies (can’t pick just one incident), but together, we were and will be something best. Happy Birthday Pig.