The Gift of a Twin
What it's like... being a twin....
There are various types of twins in the world... monozygotic twins that come from the same egg, second type dizygotic twins - that come from two different eggs, and the last Siamese twins - connected physically due to inadequate separation.
Twins can be identical or fraternal, of the same sex or of opposite sexes. Twins can be together forever or may have never met each other ever.
I'm a twin... like the almost ten million identical twins out there. I have a sister, she looks like me, talks like me, loves the same food I do, listens to the same music I do.... it's an example of 99.9% compatibility.
We fight... often over the simplest of things... mostly over who will clean the room and who will manage the clothes... we're both lazy after all. Other than those stupid fights, our ship sails smoothly, more or less. Even if I get angry at her or yell at her, she realizes I'm just taking out my frustration, following which, she starts degrading the thing that made me angry... resulting in me calming down. She regaining the lost peace between us and ahem... me realizing that it was wrong on my part to yell at her.
Luckily for me, I have a special someone, who never lets me be lonely, who makes me think that no matter what happens, I must keep going for her... as she would for me.
I can't describe what it is to be a twin. Maybe it means that God knew I wouldn't be able to survive alone, so he sent me a guardian angel or maybe, it means that I had done some grossly huge sacrifices in my past to have someone like my sister in this life.
There have been some instances that cannot be explained by nature.... telepathic connections are one to name. Personally, this telepathic connection is a funny experience - my sister and I often sing the same song without any sort of prior suggestion towards that song from anywhere (radio, someone humming, tv etc.), in two different places but at the same time.
The guessing thing - saying a color after trying to find out the others thoughts - is always right... cause we always say red.
There have been human funny errors - like making one baby drink two bottles of milk at a time leading to both babies crying - one out of hunger, the other for excess milk. The same thing happened with chocolates at around the age of 4 years.
There are differences in my sister and I. We both blame it on the 7 years of separation from 3rd standard to 10th in school. You should never ever separate twins from each other. At least I would never advise anyone to do that. They had to separate us for repeated mixing of photos, identity cards, library cards, school diaries and so on so forth. We changed a bit over those 7 years.
Where I had one best friend and never a group, she was part of a group with no single best friend. Her friends always welcomed me when I went to join them for lunch or stuff. I was a loner, she was her class representative. I was quiet and shy, she was bold and cheerful.
And yet, our similarities also developed at around that time, we used to compete neck to neck for the title of 'Maximum books read' every month... we were crazy about novels and read it in class, at tuition, in the toilet, at dinner, while studying (the usual way - novel inside, textbook outside), we both loved the same food stuff, we both shared a common best friend (who is till date our closest person - Ramya Vani).
By the age of 13 years... she was pining to be a doctor and I, a writer (of course... what else could it be?)
I studied because of her, I walked along the same path she did in life. In tenth standard, we got the same marks - 441/500. Everyone was shocked. In twelfth I was just a few marks behind her, but it was still close. At 17, when we passed the entrance test and entered medical college, things had already changed.
She was a pianist while I was a novelist by hobby. In school, where I had been the one lower in academics by 3-5%, here we scored almost the same marks. We both loved the same subjects, fought with the same girls in hostel, hated the same food in the hostel mess and once again found our common best friend at college (Manira Dhasmana). We grew even closer because of the animes and mangas we loved.
Today... the end of our college life draws closer, for we may not be together in a post graduation college, and definitely not together because of marriage. I wish I had some more time to spend with her. I wish I had told her a million times more that I love her. If I had it my way, I would have stopped time somewhere along a happy moment and stayed there forever with my sister.
If I knew the future I would give up everything to save her from sadness. If I could, I would give her all of my happiness and take away all her sadness from her. For she would do exactly the same things for someone like me.
I love you my dearest sister. Thank you for being my mirror, reflecting the things that I couldn't see. Thank you sweetheart, for being the angel that you are. Thanks to you I don't know what it is like to be alone. Thank you so much, for being my twin.
Twins can be identical or fraternal, of the same sex or of opposite sexes. Twins can be together forever or may have never met each other ever.
I'm a twin... like the almost ten million identical twins out there. I have a sister, she looks like me, talks like me, loves the same food I do, listens to the same music I do.... it's an example of 99.9% compatibility.
We fight... often over the simplest of things... mostly over who will clean the room and who will manage the clothes... we're both lazy after all. Other than those stupid fights, our ship sails smoothly, more or less. Even if I get angry at her or yell at her, she realizes I'm just taking out my frustration, following which, she starts degrading the thing that made me angry... resulting in me calming down. She regaining the lost peace between us and ahem... me realizing that it was wrong on my part to yell at her.
Luckily for me, I have a special someone, who never lets me be lonely, who makes me think that no matter what happens, I must keep going for her... as she would for me.
I can't describe what it is to be a twin. Maybe it means that God knew I wouldn't be able to survive alone, so he sent me a guardian angel or maybe, it means that I had done some grossly huge sacrifices in my past to have someone like my sister in this life.
There have been some instances that cannot be explained by nature.... telepathic connections are one to name. Personally, this telepathic connection is a funny experience - my sister and I often sing the same song without any sort of prior suggestion towards that song from anywhere (radio, someone humming, tv etc.), in two different places but at the same time.
The guessing thing - saying a color after trying to find out the others thoughts - is always right... cause we always say red.
There have been human funny errors - like making one baby drink two bottles of milk at a time leading to both babies crying - one out of hunger, the other for excess milk. The same thing happened with chocolates at around the age of 4 years.
There are differences in my sister and I. We both blame it on the 7 years of separation from 3rd standard to 10th in school. You should never ever separate twins from each other. At least I would never advise anyone to do that. They had to separate us for repeated mixing of photos, identity cards, library cards, school diaries and so on so forth. We changed a bit over those 7 years.
Where I had one best friend and never a group, she was part of a group with no single best friend. Her friends always welcomed me when I went to join them for lunch or stuff. I was a loner, she was her class representative. I was quiet and shy, she was bold and cheerful.
And yet, our similarities also developed at around that time, we used to compete neck to neck for the title of 'Maximum books read' every month... we were crazy about novels and read it in class, at tuition, in the toilet, at dinner, while studying (the usual way - novel inside, textbook outside), we both loved the same food stuff, we both shared a common best friend (who is till date our closest person - Ramya Vani).
By the age of 13 years... she was pining to be a doctor and I, a writer (of course... what else could it be?)
I studied because of her, I walked along the same path she did in life. In tenth standard, we got the same marks - 441/500. Everyone was shocked. In twelfth I was just a few marks behind her, but it was still close. At 17, when we passed the entrance test and entered medical college, things had already changed.
She was a pianist while I was a novelist by hobby. In school, where I had been the one lower in academics by 3-5%, here we scored almost the same marks. We both loved the same subjects, fought with the same girls in hostel, hated the same food in the hostel mess and once again found our common best friend at college (Manira Dhasmana). We grew even closer because of the animes and mangas we loved.
Today... the end of our college life draws closer, for we may not be together in a post graduation college, and definitely not together because of marriage. I wish I had some more time to spend with her. I wish I had told her a million times more that I love her. If I had it my way, I would have stopped time somewhere along a happy moment and stayed there forever with my sister.
If I knew the future I would give up everything to save her from sadness. If I could, I would give her all of my happiness and take away all her sadness from her. For she would do exactly the same things for someone like me.
I love you my dearest sister. Thank you for being my mirror, reflecting the things that I couldn't see. Thank you sweetheart, for being the angel that you are. Thanks to you I don't know what it is like to be alone. Thank you so much, for being my twin.
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