a couple of days ago my sister did something really nice for me. she stayed up late, gave up her ridiculous television serials that she is mad about, and mom's head massage [ and giving up that for the 2 of us is a big thing!] and well in a nutshell, she really went out of her way to make me feel better. and the first thing i said to her were the things she got wrong. it took me almost a half hr to realise that i never thanked her. 

its funny how easily and naturally we take the people who love us the most, our family, completely for granted. i mean here i am back home, supposedly to help out around the house, and its her helping me and taking such good care of me. and she is the younger one. and it wasnt the first time, ive been living away from home for many years, and she always does this wenever im back. and maybe it was because i was sick but i kept thinking of how as kids we used to fight over evthg and every fight ended with mom intervening. I kept wondering where and when did my kid sister grow up to b so responsible and caring and grown up..did I miss all that while I was away....

and hence consumed with guilt... I blurted out "Thanks!!" 

to which she yelled, " What??!!!" 

"I said, thanks!"

"What are you an idiot! What the hell is wrong with you..i had fallen asleep, you scared me you idiot"

"Hey talk properly i am your big sister"

"Oh shut up! No one even believes you are elder"  she is right..no one does...she is 2 inches taller 

"You know thats not a good thing..it just means u look OLDDDD"

"Shutup!! MOMMMMMMM"

...... :)  oh well somethings dont change..and thank God for that!!