“The little one is so naughty and full of energy. She is very smart. And I think the elder one is very silent.” says everyone. My baby sister sulks and runs into the room. She says, “You are very naughty too. But all call you silent. This is not fair!” All of us laugh when she sulks in this manner.
She is 9 years younger to me. Yes! You heard that right. And so, she is the ‘baby’ of the house.
Everyday morning, “Where is my belt? Oh damn! I can’t find my school ID.”, her rants go on. All our family members run around frantically searching for all her stuff while dad walks behind her with her food. God! It’s a mess! 😀
She is pampered by all. Similarly, she gets her fair share of scoldings and advice too.
“She leaves all her things around.”
“I found your coffee mug under her bed. It was there for 3 days unwashed.”
“I found your lunchbox in your bag. You didn’t eat the Chappati you took to school last week. And the daal was reeking!”
There are enough complaints and mayhem. But wait until the little one falls ill. In fact, I write this post when she is ill, right now!
Normally, if she has to take any medicine, dad gives it to her everyday, at the right time with a glass of water. She has cold and fever. Dad just forbade her from going to school or any other extra classes. And gave her the medicines for cold.
She was coughing, sneezing and blowing her nose alternatively for a long while. At 1.30 AM, my mom walked into her bedroom asking if she was fine. She had applied balm to the kid’s head earlier last night. She sat with her for about half an hour, taking care of her.
Each time she had her bouts of sneezing, I ran into the room. I applied Vicks Vaporub for her, tied a scarf on her head and tucked her in. I kept checking if she was fine.
Grandmom kept asking all of us to take her to the doctor.
“Poor child! Why don’t you take her to the doctor? At least call him up and ask him what medicines to give!”
She kept saying this every two hours.
Finally, during the day, whenever she is ill, we take turns saying, “The house seems to have gone silent.”
I keep saying that I miss her. At times, we are like best friends, at times, I’m close to a mother to her. We do fight like every other siblings. But we are very close to each other too. We can go on for hours talking non stop! And so, a day without her is very boring for me.
If you ask me how a healthy child makes for a happy home, firstly, a healthy child means a home sans worries. Did you notice how my sister’s illness just affected all at home?
When she is healthy, the house is healthy, gay and brimming with activity!
A child is healthy not only when his/her body is healthy. But also when his mind is healthy. Unhealthy mind could be due to tension, high academic pressure, a problem at school, an incident…
When my sister had gone for a tour, they had deployed two buses. The other bus (in which she wasn’t there), met with an accident. She saw the fallen bus and for the rest of the month, she was upset and in a shock. All of us were upset too.
I mentioned the accident and not an academic related anecdote because, I wanted to emphasize on the fact that even an incident could make the child unhealthy. Our state of mind gets reflected in our body in the form of illness. For instance, did you know that in some people, tensions surface as allergies? Yes, it does.
Ultimately, the child falls ill and looks as though the house has gone on a Maun – vrat (A vow to keep silent). If all the mental stress is reduced, if all the illness is kept at bay, we have a healthy child at home and in turn a happy home. 🙂
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