I decided to give our relationship a chance. I took the initiative to walk up to her, sit next to her and be nice. She looked at me and smiled.
''so..you're leaving huh..?'' I asked somewhat already knowing the answer
''Yeah,..in a few hours'' she replied ''But..I'll miss you though''
Her last sentence stopped all the random thoughts that were flowing through my mind. I went over that particular sentence quietly in my head and smiled to myself. This young girl whom I had deliberately tried to avoid in my childhood years says that she will miss me the most when she goes back to her homeland. I melted. All those long lost memories of us fighting..no,more like me starting a fight then blaming it on her filled my mind. I looked at her smiled and brought out old stories of being retarded when we were kids which to my surprise she enjoyed. After a while she left the room to pack a few clothes and before I knew it, she was on her way back to her country. I do sometimes wonder if this is the feeling a sister feels when her sibling leaves her or the way a mother feels when her children grow up and lead their own lives...
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I called India today..yes..to his place. talked to the boy for a little while. He wont be home for his birthday so I wished him an early birthday and onam ashamsagal. I sort of miss him and the bullying...but that's just it. He's pretty nice. That though does not mean that I am not standing firm with our line as cousins.
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