When you are little and you don’t have any basic knowledge of how these things work, you ask silly questions, and your demands were illogical many times, the same way I demanded my mother for a baby sister because I don’t have any real sister at the age of four.
The days were passing when I was four years old; I am full of myself; I have done many things in my childhood, which I don’t remember, but I remember a few because the feelings and emotions are so high I don’t forget it.
I was going to pre-school (Anganwadi) as I have no sense of anything else but the goods we get to take our home and the food we get to eat, my grandfather was a teacher so he uses to teach me basic alphabets of my mother tong (ka ka gha cha…) and numbers (1,2,3,4,..)
In whole class I was the brave one who used to know about all this, other kids were not that brave to read the alphabets on board so I used to read them while my pre-school teacher used to take rest or talk to other people, that’s why I am her favorite student and because of that whatever goods or the food we used to get, I used to get more.
I have to save myself from robbers every time.
When I used to get food to take home in pre-school (Anganwadi) there was a way that directly connected to my pre-school from my uncle’s place, which is my home now.
There was a robber who used to come and stole my food and run away is none other than my own big brother and my big cousin brother, it used to happen occasionally on Wednesday.
When we used to get Sprout Curry (Mataki/mot usal) and that day especially my brother and cousin used to hide somewhere and when I come out of pre-school with my tiffin, they used to attack me, my big cousin used to grab me and my brother used to steal my tiffin and they both used to run away, and I used to sit on the road crying, and until I reach the home, the tiffin used to be there but it was all empty.
You don’t listen to me, I will not let her tie Rakhi on your wrist.
I was little and I have always wanted the people’s attention, not because I am a kid but I have not got enough attention in childhood as much I need, that’s why I used to cry about little things, even when my granny used to give the angry look I used to so scared, I have not used to visit her for the day.
My father and uncles total three brothers and only my elder uncle had a daughter and two sons, rest in our family no girl, so my sister was the favorite, and being a sister I used to hear her all the work and orders because I love her much, there was an incident in my childhood, people used to show off their Rakhi on Rakshabandhan, and I used to jealous, my Cosin sister used to tie Rakhi to me but I wanted my real sister because when I was a kid I was so excited on Rakhi.
I used to wake up early, take a bath by myself, do my hairs get ready, and used to run towards my uncle’s place, which was one kilometer or more away from my home and I was only four or five, I was still a kid and I never know the direction of the road so I used to convince my brother to come with me, and I used to visit my uncle’s place before my cousins used to wake-up, there was only my aunt and uncle used to wake up and then they used to open the door.
I still remember, when for the first time on Rakhi we did it, it was raining, so my aunt gets worried, what if something happens to us and out of care she shouted on us and stretched our ear, but I was okay with it, but when she said I will tell your sister to not tie Rakhi, and you are not good boy, who act so careless, I was literally started to cry, and my uncle was like “why you are making the kid cry”, and then my sister used to consol me—“don’t hear to her, she always like this, I am your sister I will tie you Rakhi.”
That day in the evening I demanded my mother, I want a sister, and my other was like what happens? Don’t you have a sister already? And I told her the whole story what was happening, but then my mother too broke my heart by saying we were thinking you would be a girl, and we are getting a little princess with to play your elder brother, but we are not complaining, which broke my heart, I felt disappointed.
At the age of four I was sure because of society, being a girl is like people would mock at you, the same way they used to tease, and when I used I wear pink or red color cloth, they were saying you look like a girl eww.
When I remember my childhood I remember this incident because for the first time I have felt the pain of not having the real sister who will tie the Rakhi on hand, but the more I grow up I understood, I am lucky to have a sweet sister like her who always supported and make no distance from us, that’s why I never wished for sister anymore, because she never treated me like I am not her real brother, in fact, she gives both of us, me and my brother more priority than her own brothers, that’s why she is dear to my mother and father, and she is our favorite sister.
