i remembered the day i ran away from home. A thousand times you called me, but i just ignored. I hated home then. I hated those two then. I wanted to get away, I wanted to get hold of my life, to be free from responsibilities. Most importantly, i wanted every right to govern my own life. I was 20 then. Six storeys high i stood on that rooftop, thinking i was safe and sheltered. When i finally answered your call, there were so many things that we compromised about. But the one i remembered the most was the one where you made sure that dad promised that he'll never beat me up. and true to his words, he didnt. From that incident alone, i was glad, for i was certain, i had found my superman. You were my superman then. All the incidents thereafter, i stayed committed to that acknowledgement. When you needed me to carry out my sisterly responsibility, i did it with utmost sincerity. But look at you now. I just wish you would realise how changed you are. How different you've been in a matter of months. And i wish you knew how much i am in need of my brother. I really miss you.