Little sister

If people were to ask me who do I look up to, I would always say : My little sister.

It is weird that when others give out names of scholars, names of people who had achieved global success, names of their country's idols and so on, but I will always say that I look up to my little sister. I know it is supposed the other way around, but if I were to compare myself with her, she had achieved a higher level of satisfaction in life than I did when I was her age.

She's currently a 16 year old, and if you were to ask me, I would always say that I am proud of my little sister. I remember the times when I was 16. Unlike her, I saw no light in my life, but my little sister? Well, she found her passion, and showed great determination to achieve her goals. It is true that sometimes she's a pain in the back, but that's how little sisters are. They're a pain, but you still love them anyway.

My little sister is a popular girl, you know. Loved by many, and cared by many. Whenever she's not there, people would always ask of her. I am not jealous of this one bit, to be honest. In fact, I am glad of this, because through this way, she will never get lonely and always be acknowledged and needed by others. That's how I always imagined my little sister to live her life.

She's still young, I know, but I know and believe that she'll grow up to be far better than me. I always believed in that, but my sisterly ego always work to hide that from her knowing. You know what makes me look up to her? Her strength to keep moving, and her determination. I had always envied that about her. Despite the problems and obstacles she had faced in her life being separated from us, she had showed us a deep meaning of strength and determination. She had been the sun, the light that shined my life.

Little does she know, I had always cared for her from afar. My mind is always playing thoughts about whether she has eaten, drank, is she sick, how are her studies, and so on. Being far away from her had brought upon many anxieties, but my anxiousness always come to an ease whenever I think of her. Despite having these questions in mind, I know my answer would always bring tranquility to my heart. My little sister is a strong warrior. Able to take up any hit without falling. Who will always get back up and keep walking. And for every little reasons, bad or good, I will always love her.

Today is 12th March.

Right - Kecik, Left - Me

16 years ago on this date, a little girl was born. I remember those days before she was brought into this world. I was excited, because I had always wanted a little sister to play with. When my mom brought her into the world, I was the happiest person ever. I remember growing up with her. It is true, she annoyed and pissed me off many times, but all little sisters are like that. In fact, the more annoying and pestering she gets, the stronger my love for her. Whenever I feel like giving up, I will always remember my little sister and how she survived everything alone. That memory always gives me enough strength to keep moving too.

Happy 16th birthday to my little sister, Marlynni.

You're annoying, pestering, always pissing me off, and constantly making me want to strangle you, or kick you, or slap you, or punch you, or whatever, but without all those, my love and compassion towards you won't grow. My sisterly ego will never tell you this in person, but I will always love you, Kecik. (And yes, despite being taller than me, I will always call you Kecik. Get over it!) Smiles.