How The Cookie Crumbles


      Dad got home from the mosque, opened the door and greeted with an enthusiastic "Hiii!" which he replied "Assalamualaikum." sarcastically, of course. But I didn't back down, I reply "Hiii!" once again with the same kind of enthusiasm to which dad being dad, got into his sermon mode which goes like "Penat-penat aku ajar kau bagi salam. Kau HI kan aku." By that time I was grinning like crazy on the verge of HA HA HA.

      Then he continues "...kau ni sama macam kakak kau." And sure enough, he was referring to our HI thingy. Not that she(I) dislike giving out Salam(s) but that just how things work; to show dad that he's love. She does gave out enthusiastic kind of HIs to him when he came back (when she was home). And I guess, now I am too.

      It kinda reminds me of our childhood. Which pretty much can be summed up by the photo below.


      This was (still is) us most of the times. It's what I feel anyway. I just love to be in the same circle with my sister; to dress up the way she approves etc. Sure it stings whenever she dissed me but I never take it to heart since I know it's what makes us, US. The way we communicate isn't normal. We pushed each other buttons and had fun doing it.

      Now she's married and all, she's in another world. Things will be different I'm sure. I'm no longer her 'world'. Sad, yes I am. I cried at her wedding. Haha, I know, shush.

      Dear sis, just know that I'm always gonna be here for you, whenever, just say the word and I'll be there. Take a good care of yourself. You are one awesome chick and do not let anyone tell you the opposite. Stay pretty, cough cough.

Your Annoying (cute) Baby Sister