Sunday, November 21, 2004
Sibling Rivalry.
This post comes just so I do not slip into the complacent mood completely, and resort to posting Yawarnama on daily basis. Actually, unless Yawar comes up with something new and original, he shall have to wait at the sidelines from now on. Okay, maybe now and rarely then, he will be allowed to delve into Yawariyat and post something from the past. But hey! No way does he cannibalize knicqness with his stale old contributions... or so one hopes.
Yawar is all of ten years old, and is not used to having a sibling around. Knicq, ever since he came around, has taken a lot of attention and that does not sit well with Yawar. I am sure every now and then when no one is looking Yawar lands a few punches into knicq, and poor knicq is probably just not sure how to respond to that. He will learn though... everyone does.
It was not easy for Yawar y'know. He was persecuted like anything in his infant days, and had it not been for sheer grit and determination, he probably would have succumbed to his fate long ago. I can understand him getting nervous by this new arrival just when he was beginning to come into his own, just when he thought he could bask in his own glory, just when people were accepting his right to walk the street too.
Knicq, poor thing, for his part cannot be blamed. How was he supposed to know, he would make Yawar that uncomfortable just by being around? It isn't his fault Yawar did not have it easy. It isn't his fault, there were no akvetchers, Abezs, Saadats and Ayshs to steady Yawar's step and hold his hand. It isn't knicq's fault he has them. In all fairness, he hopes Yawar were this blessed too, at least the green eyed monster wouldn't have reared its head. Who knows if he had had them, he might just have done better too...
In all fairness, don't all these people who steady knicq's step, go out of their way and give Yawar a pat on the back too. For all his whining, Yawar should remember that he was blessed with personal attention from the likes of Mrs. Khan, the adorable and doting Urdu teacher in college. He was also in a world where the rules had been laid, and the path trodden. He just had to find the courage to walk that path.
Knicq comes in a world that is still discovering itself in many ways. There are not one but many paths, and he is stranded at every junction clutching his map with no co-ordinates marked anywhere. He doesn't have it easy either.
If Yawar should get his fair share of attention, knicq sure could use some moral support as well...
Sibling rivalries, how does one cope?
¶ 11/21/2004 01:01:00 AM
Yawar is all of ten years old, and is not used to having a sibling around. Knicq, ever since he came around, has taken a lot of attention and that does not sit well with Yawar. I am sure every now and then when no one is looking Yawar lands a few punches into knicq, and poor knicq is probably just not sure how to respond to that. He will learn though... everyone does.
It was not easy for Yawar y'know. He was persecuted like anything in his infant days, and had it not been for sheer grit and determination, he probably would have succumbed to his fate long ago. I can understand him getting nervous by this new arrival just when he was beginning to come into his own, just when he thought he could bask in his own glory, just when people were accepting his right to walk the street too.
Knicq, poor thing, for his part cannot be blamed. How was he supposed to know, he would make Yawar that uncomfortable just by being around? It isn't his fault Yawar did not have it easy. It isn't his fault, there were no akvetchers, Abezs, Saadats and Ayshs to steady Yawar's step and hold his hand. It isn't knicq's fault he has them. In all fairness, he hopes Yawar were this blessed too, at least the green eyed monster wouldn't have reared its head. Who knows if he had had them, he might just have done better too...
In all fairness, don't all these people who steady knicq's step, go out of their way and give Yawar a pat on the back too. For all his whining, Yawar should remember that he was blessed with personal attention from the likes of Mrs. Khan, the adorable and doting Urdu teacher in college. He was also in a world where the rules had been laid, and the path trodden. He just had to find the courage to walk that path.
Knicq comes in a world that is still discovering itself in many ways. There are not one but many paths, and he is stranded at every junction clutching his map with no co-ordinates marked anywhere. He doesn't have it easy either.
If Yawar should get his fair share of attention, knicq sure could use some moral support as well...
Sibling rivalries, how does one cope?
¶ 11/21/2004 01:01:00 AM
