Sister: That I Don’t Have

I’m back from the trip from Bengal with memories of the trip still weighing in my mind. The trip has caused several effects on my mind. But one that has affected me the most is the fact that I don’t have a sister of my own!
In several of my blogs, I’ve mentioned that I hated the feminine gender. But lately I’ve realized my mistake. But still the need for a sister didn’t arise. I was happy with my very few feminine friends. But this trip changed it all.
I’ve a maternal sister, Bidisha, whom I didn’t like very much before. This time around I felt affection and love towards her right from minute 1. But what made me emotional enough to write this stuff are the sisters of Sanjay, Kingshuk & Anustuv; my friends whom I visited. The camaraderie these guys share with their sisters is phenomenal. The love, peace, tranquility, help, encouragement these fellows enjoy because of their respective sisters (they don’t even realize what they are having because it has become an everyday affair to have the sister for them) made me jealous to the core of my heart.
Even though I’ve a great younger brother, a sister, preferably younger or even older, would have been nevertheless excellent. My brother has wished for a sister for a very long time. He is lucky to have a girl who is a great sister to him. And he takes care of her like her own brother. We have one Rakhi sister but after her marriage the contact has declined to a bare minimum. And I’m not ashamed to say that I didn’t have any sibling feeling for her which I certainly have for Bidisha, even when I didn’t like her very much. I’m not a guy who can have sibling feelings outside my blood relations.
It’s my personal view that girls are more intelligent, reliable, supportive & understanding than their male counterparts. If in trouble, I always like to have views of a lady as it is generally correct and most importantly different than what I think. Seldom will a man have a different view. Also, they are good listeners and have an indefinable comforting aura surrounding them. Till now I have shared all my troubles, views, solutions, grief, happiness with my mother but there are certain things which can be shared with a person of same age only. And what better person it would be than your own sister! I believe a sister would have been a great stress buster. Her mere smile would have ended lot of my troubles.
I am a person who is hungry for love and care. I love to be pampered and I certainly love to pamper. And the pampering is always effective in persons of opposite sex. So, while sons are their mother’s darlings, daughters are more pampered by their fathers. Similarly, brother-sister relationships are stronger than brother-brother or sister-sister bonding. Although I like to pamper my brother, I would certainly have pampered my sister more. I would have bought gifts for her during all festivities and especially during Rakhi and Bhai-Duj. These are the festivals when I feel the loneliest. I believe if I had a sister, I would have been more social, more human, more understanding, more caring and more …. And yes I would have the elusive girl-friend as well… Fulfilling her demands would have given me a certain divine pleasure.

If I’m lucky enough to get married and then blessed enough to have a child, I would like it to be a daughter!!!!