Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Sister..

We were returning from the school, when Kysa put her window down. I immediately covered myself from mere hands and bowed my hand in the hug formed. My host mom noticed it from the back view mirror and murmured, "Kysa close the window, your sister is cold".

A sheer sentence of hers changed my temper for the whole day. I didn't know somebody could be so generous with a person who more looks like an alien to one. Your position in my heart is hoisted more!

3 comments:

Crazy Girl said...

ooh..!
so sweet of 'em!!!

Unknown said...

sure sweeeet n thoughtfull:)

gone! said...

I love them!