My sister’s home!

I am really happy that my sister is home.

Perhaps it is true afterall, that absence does indeed make the heart grow fonder and it does, after her three-month absence.

Today, we were having our usual three-way sibling chat over the bed, over her computer, talking about music.

And all the silly things we enjoy.

It started out because I brought CDs and DVDs from a clearance sale which another desk was having and going into the place and running into all the print people that I miss and love, was like coming home (but that is another story).

So I bring out an old Coldplay album, which we all have, but this one has the DVD of their tour as well and because I bought it so cheaply, I didn’t realise that the actual music CD was missing.

We all had a laugh over it and my sister had on the music in the background and we chatted about our travels and thoughts and life…

And I can say that I am a sentimental person at times when it comes to this. Because even when I was in Australia, having a blast, somewhere in the back of my mind was this strange empathy to home and my siblings in spite of all our quarrels and disagreements.

So the cynic in me just can’t stop thinking of all that I hold dear and they are one of them.

Drinking beer at last year’s Oktoberfest, going to the movies, concerts or just meals and shopping. There is something to be said about happy times like this.

NB: Seriously, I still can’t believe that I would wax lyric about missing my sister…and writing this entry. So yes, I must be somehow losing ‘it’ as my brother would say.