My sister is leaving back for US today. She was here for about two weeks, out of which I was able to spend about a week with her. It's funny how different we both are in so many ways....we both probably find it hard to relate to one another, have different views on alot of things in life - what's important, what's not, we both have taken different life paths, we both have very different personalities....for me planning ahead is like torture....for her things need to be planned, things need to be well organized. We clash so many times with eachother on so many different accounts, both meaning well for the other, yet finding it hard to even communicate with one another so many times. Yet somewhere in both of us we know that each one's heart means well for the other.......all the little squibbles, all the arguments in the end are meaningless. For when the other is in any problem, the other is there, each step of the way.
My sis is leaving today, and I'm feeling this sadness inside. I'm feeling restless. Why does life have to be such that we end up in different parts of the world? So far away from eachother that more than half our lives are spent communicating either through email or phone? I'm feeling restless cause I know those childhood times when we used to sleep together on one bed in one room, talk all night, wake up in the morning, get ready for school, have our breakfast together, study together........all that can never come back again. It's just coming and going........meeting and parting..............how hard farewells are..........how hard are the goodbyes.