Branches of a tree

My mentor is my older sister. She is a doctor and has seen life and death from up close. I know I can trust her to always give me an honest opinion and good advice.

When I wrote my first (and only) children’s book I first sent it to her to read. I couldn’t send it out for publishing until it had her approval. She thought it was good and really liked the illustrations. It was only after this that I went ahead with the process of publishing. She is a good writer herself and writes from the heart. Most of her writing is motivated by her experiences as a doctor and several of her stories have been published in newspapers.

When I was choosing my subjects for college she advised me not to take Pre-Medical as would have been the temptation considering that both my older siblings were in that field. I think she saw very wisely that I did not have the aptitude for it. And so I took Maths instead and went on to do my Masters in Electronics and work in a telecom multinational for 10 years. I really owe it to my sister for giving me correct advice at the right time.

My sister has two healthy intelligent and thoughtful boys and she is doing a wonderful job at raising them. So it’s no wonder that I often ask her for her opinion when I am facing a problem with my son. I am usually very worried because of him being such a picky eater but my sister keeps telling me not to worry too much as it’s usually just a phase with children.

I’m really blessed that when I moved to Dubai my sister moved here as well with her family. Now we live less than 15 minutes away and I get to talk to her and see her frequently. Life would have been difficult without her.

“Like branches on a tree we grow in different directions yet our roots remain as one. Each of our lives will always be a special part of the other.” (Author Unknown)

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