Experiences of a Budding Journalist.

Far apart yet Growing up Together

We played the same toys, shared the same clothes and bed. She is one of the especial and close people so far I have been missing. My younger sister, Pema Lhamo who is miles away from me. As I was lying on my bed, starring at the ceiling there was something missing inside me. I decided I will call all my close ones. I started with calling my parents and asked whether they were alright or not at home. They were doing great with their usual works and only that they have been missing me. Following I called all my old mates and my besties yet there was something more to fill the emptiness. As I was going through my contact list in my phone, one name caught my eyes, PIHOO (the contact name I have saved for my sister).

 “Tring, tring” the ring went. On the other end she said. “Hello Ana”. Her image formed in my head and a wide smile appeared on my face. She just got mad at me and shouted, “You promised to visit me last week and you broke your promise”. Then I realized that I had left a thing undone. I had broken my promise to visit her and I apologized for not making up to it. But still I could feel how disappointed she was. I did go through the same phase in my boarding life where you longed to see your family and I could feel her going through the same.

I had difficulty to sleep that night. I went through the old photo album, seeing the photos of hugging so tightly and kissing each other relieved me a little.

We went to the same high school for a year holding hands every time and people thought we were very close friends. It was only later that they were surprised to know that we were sisters. Being elder I used to bully her to carry our lunch boxes, yet she never complained. I feel bad that I have been rude to her at times. But more happy memories exist to be cherished.

Despite the age difference we have so much in common. We have the same taste; we like the same books, films, songs, color etc and we exchanged everything. When she grew a litter older, I would tell her about the boys I fancied and other secrets I wouldn’t tell anyone else. After I called her, it comforted me a lot. WE HAVE WALKED THE PATH OF TIME TOGETHER.

Just before hanging up the phone she asked, “Ana how much new clothes did you get for yourself?” I laughed out and replied, “My clothes are always saved for you” Just old memories boomed.

We shared sadness, happiness and no matter how much gap has been created during this whole time, we are going to fill it during our summer break. We are so far apart yet growing up together. And these memories are too beautiful to forget. If there is any moment to make a wish, I would wish her to be beside me right now. I MISS HER…………