Under the weather

I came back home this morning after a hectic two day field work for my research. I am so glad for the home I have where I can return after a tired and excruciating journey. I arrived here sore, drained and with fever. I have been lying down the whole day and my lovely sister is taking so much care of me. I cannot tell this to her because we all presume its natural to be taken care of while we are sick but then I am filled with gratitude as she heats the water at regular intervals, massages my back and makes food for me. My mom, who is a working woman has entrusted me with my sister till she comes back home. I am indeed blessed to have people like my sis and mom to sustain and care.

Home is a place of comfort, nourishment and security and for me its the most vital part of my survival.

My sister Lydi

I cannot be more grateful for having a sibling as Lydi. Even though our existence is punctuated with a lot of squabbles and quarrels, we share a very lovely relationship. Maybe lovely is too grandiose a word but then that's the word that comes to my mind first. She is there when I need to cry, to laugh and to introspect. I don't bare every single thing to her but whatever I do share, I know that she will listen and offer pragmatic insights. She stands in direct contrast with me, the romantic. But then, all of us have shades of different personality types which surface at different times. I thank the sacred for giving me someone as Lydi.