“Oh come’on Sis” urged her younger sister Krishna.
Beena was always protective of Krishna. It was her first job on this planet. Krishna was her baby, her responsibility and she couldn’t bear the thought of anything hurting her, anything at all. With India no longer a safe place for a woman, she just dreaded thinking that her little sis would be alone in unfamiliar Goa. Of-course, she couldn’t stop her for Krishna had to live her life, learn from her mistakes too. But that didn’t stop Beena from trying.
“I’ll take you there” she said hoping against hope that Krishna would agree “We’ll even stay at the Taj. See I’ve never been to Goa. We both could have that long pending Sister weekend or week, whatever you want!”
Krishna broke into her trademark giggle at this and said “Oh my dear sis. Relax. I’ll be fine. Don’t get so worked up. I promise to drink less. I won’t go into the water and I won’t be out late. Now can you relax?”
Krishna knew that Beena got hyper with anything that had to do with her. They shared a bond that wasn’t like others. Krishna knew Beena could even kill for her. And hence she understood her concerns and also knew how to pacify her.
“Hmm..Alright” said Beena even though reluctantly.
“Relax or you’ll grow old before time!” said Krishna as they both laughed and went on talking about the handsome guy next door to Krishna.
Linking this to UBC too.
I can relate to it so much. Though I am the younger one but we are just one year apart and I remember leaving her alone when I moved out and shifted to Mumbai for a job. I was worried sick for her. I even do it now!
hahaha…my sister tells me the same…you will grow old worrying 🙂
We all know those types of people who worry their lives to death! Lovely story!
Interesting story. Sisters talk ! It looks so real.
hehe i do this with my brother 😀
I loved this one though I can not relate to this 😛
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"India no longer being a safe place for a woman" – hmmm…I am not sure I agree. Or any reasonable Indian woman living in India would agree to such broad generalization. India is and has always been safe for everyone, women included. I wouldn't want some media-created hype about some seriously horrible stuff destroy the overall image of India. Bad, terrible, in-human, unspeakable, disgusting violence aginst women happens everywhere in the world, but we somehow don't call those other places "unsafe". Only India. Why? This must stop. The problem needs to be addressed in more reasonable ways than mis-generalizations. Worried indeed as to how such gross generalizations play out in the War of Cultures going out there in the World.
Maybe this is not the sort of comment you expected, but I couldn't help saying it. I could have gone on and on, but maybe I will do that on my own blog in some future post 🙂 It is weird (there's a W word there!) how my mind works but when I see such broad brushstrokes my mind refuses to read further….but somehow I managed to read your post. Appreciate the sisterly concern being portrayed here but my mind still stuck on that one sentence.
I always feel like havng a sister with whom I can keep on chattering.
Good story Naba
Oh yes, have some professional worriers (!) in my family too… You portrait the sisters so well:-)
nice and sweet ! like the sisters conversation…
I love these guy vignettes that you share. They're just so normal and everyday and I can completely identify with them. I wonder why of two sisters one has to be conservative and one wild.. even if mildly! I am the former, the worrier.
I am a worrier to the core. I worry about everything. Nice story on worry 🙂
It feels good when somebody is worried for you. But sometimes, the worrying becomes so much that it becomes a real pain.
I can't help saying that I agree completely with this comment. India has its share of problems, but so do all countries. In fact, some of the so-called 'advanced' countries are worse than India when it comes to discrimination of various kinds.
I am big time worrier. And I know that sometimes this causes so much stress for me and for others too! 😛
sweet sisterly love but that story lacks something,there should be something more,
World Temple
As much as I try not too, I worry way to much also. ♥
I am a sister like that… got it from my mom. I try too hard… but I know it's better to let them go and enjoy a life of their own.
Worrying for someone you care for is very natural. India not being safe for women, I feel, is too broad a categorisation. Every country has its share of crime Naba.
Sisterly love, they know each other the best. Nice post!
Haha this sounds to be real fiction 😉 Although I don't have a sis I can still relate to this. I worry about my mom a lot and always request that she be more careful when she goes on her daily walks.
Sisters looking after each other, beautifully portrayed. The elder one always is the responsible one, but there could be exceptions 🙂 I have an elder protective sister and I love her.
Sweet story about sisterly concern.
Sisterly concern!
Awww… I am now worried bcos I miss my sister… 🙂 🙂 Nice one Naba!
~S(t)ri Writes
Worry is sweet but stifling to the receiver and ageing to the doer. Having said that I'm a bad worrier when it comes to my lil one 🙂
I worry like this for my husband 😛
I do that my brother all the time 🙂 ….Good one Naba…
I'd have to agree with Beloo above Naba. I think violence against women is on the rise all over the world- including India.
What I liked about your story was the understanding displayed by the younger sibling. She didn't get militant or aggressive. That was beautiful.
Krishna's reaction was cute, she handled the situation very well 🙂
Lovely tale !
Being the older one, I am naturally the more protective one. Sigh, this made me nostalgic…
The sisterly concern is well painted…
Life is too short for worrrrying too much I think 😀
PhenoMenon
http://throodalookingglass.com/2014/04/wild-boar/
Talking from experience I guess. 🙂
Being the elder sister, it reminds me of my little sister and worries that are born out of her naughtiness!