Sibling's Love

Since the day I came into this world, I've found companions in the disguise of siblings. Elder or younger, cracking up or screaming over, prancing and singing together to gossiping and sharing our experiences, we've come a long way. There have been days when petty issues subdued our love. There have been days when expressions were enough to fathom our minds. Many episodes may take place in our lives when we would have to combat alone. Yet, at those certain inevitable events of mishaps and catastrophes, I would long for your presence. More than two decades and many more to go, I hope and pray this tie that has made us siblings comes out triumphant in the best way possible. After all, you've been my best comrade, only second to the place of our parents, my playmate, and my study guide; every relationship that I've lived in at home and elsewhere is an exemplar of our shared relationship as siblings. It's not just about emotions and companionship; it's a lot more and too much to unearth. It's a relationship with different roles. It's more than a familial bond. 

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A Season called "Fall"

Insinuated with ombre, sprinkled over and across landscapes with a hue of warmth and the essence of ripeness. After the scorching ire of heat, autumn brings a sense of calm, or a sense of a state of majority. Marvelling at the prototype of youth and vigour, which enforces strength to move further, to respond more, to breathe more, the body softens itself and calmness takes over. As yields ripen, so does the human mind. The weather and human hearts both exhibit a sense of calm. A realisation takes place upon discovering the different shades of fervour. This vibrant colour will be gone forever. "Colours would wither, dryness would overpower, life would catch a chill, and I would last no more." A premature realisation of decay emanates; the ripeness transcends with time and will ultimately rot; the abundance will slip away with time, and the harvest will never retreat. What would eventually stay would be the memories made, the blessings earned, the unfathomable joy of the past from their prime, and the ombre depicting a "fall". 

       

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