BLOG POST 3: My Fam

My parents. They are undoubtedly the pioneers of my existence. So they deserve some attention. Don't they?

My father is the second youngest lad born among five siblings. He had a bad start - an authoritarian father, a religious mother and poverty. But he's cool now. His hardships are no more and now all you can see is a really content man with a lot of life principles that evolved out of a book of experiences.
My mother a cute little second daughter born to an army officer. Her father passed away of heart attack when she was five and she hardly recalls any memories with him. But she does envy my sister and me for how lucky we are to have a father.

Theirs was an arranged marriage.

In June 1995, a beautiful princess along with her pot of dreams was married to a young man who had a vision of his future. Yes! They married


                                       

One year later, I was born.
 I didn't like my name pretty much. I used to be asked why I had such an old name. Some intense research finally provided me answers. I was informed, my father wished his daughter were a doctor. After some deep scrutinization of the hospital name board, Dr. Sunitha struck a chord in him. Thus, I was named.

So that's about us!
Oh! Did I forget? Something came after me four years later, so cute, soft to touch and better than me in all ways.
 
                         

The Legend of 2000, my little sister. I have a poem I posted a month ago about my sister. Do check it out. One Sister for Sale

Now you know us. 😍😍😍
More coming up on the way....
Love Love
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