SOWMYA … what do I write for you yaar, or rather what all shall I not? Well just the gist. As others have already said so much, I will keep this last blog as short as possible.
My first memories of you are of a little girl who stole my mother away from me. I loved u for being so cute and all but, hated u for taking away Amma’s attention from me (I was the sole beneficiary till the night before)... but then how was I to know that u would be the one to understand me and help me cement my relations with everyone?
A lot of things in my life are the way they are because of you. You have filled in so many roles in my life I just can’t count.
A friend, when I had none,
A teacher (read ‘Preacher’) when I messed up/ opened my mouth too wide (how I hate you for that!),
A Personal Chef Cum Tutor on the few nights that I sat down to study, Preparing tea in the wee hours of morning and taking up my lessons (even though u could not understand one bit of it) just so I feel confident.
My fashion designer... without u I couldn’t even suggest proper designs to the tailor!!
A sister, more like an elder one, when you supported me every time I felt lost or needed a suggestion or simply a shoulder to cry on
A caring little sister who can brighten up my world with a word and
A devil who can and does ruin my day with just that – A word.
And the list goes on….
Well I don’t know about rest of you but when I think of Sowmya one thing that comes to my mind is the plethora of silliest and stupidest questions. The latest addition to the list being “Do you think the (building) watchman will have a fridge?”
God knows how she comes up with them!!... but then hey do lighten up the mood…
And the best thing about you is that you know how to laugh at yourself and make others laugh with u.
And Sowmya, one more thing before I end – any thing you don’t like about the above note is in there “BY MISTAKE” (seriously, not my fault).
I guess I gotta end it here or there a danger of not being able to stop. So bye Somu. And CALL ME REGULARLY!!!
