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A Friendship That Crossed Borders

Some friendships are loud and obvious. Others are quiet, rare, and so genuine that you only realize their value when life tests you. This is about one of those rare friendships. She came all the way from Indonesia to Singapore just to see me and that alone says more than a thousand words ever could. In a world where people are always busy, always rushing, always distracted, finding someone who makes time for you feels almost unreal. Genuine friendship is hard to find. The kind that lasts forever is even harder. Most people don’t have time to listen. They hear you, but they don’t listen. But she listens, always. With patience. With care. Without judgment. Most people don’t want to help. They step back when things get hard. But she steps forward every single time. Helping not because she has to, but because she genuinely wants to. She is one of the kindest people I know. I once said that I have a wall around my life, a wall that protects me and keeps people at a distance. Not many can...
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Unbreakable Bond of Sisterhood


Unbreakable Bond of Sisterhood

I love them. I hate them. I love them. I hate them. These are thoughts only a person with a sister understands, or in my case a bunch of sisters!

Do you have a sister? Me, I have five!

Let me tell you something about me. I am the youngest of 7 siblings. We are 6 girls and a boy. Being the youngest of the siblings I can tell you that the youngest is not always the spoiled and favourite one.

Flash back 30 years ago, circa 1980s during my childhood days, I was the one who was always ask to buy this and to do that. In short, I was the default errand boy or in my case errand girl. I was obedient to my elder sisters (for sure my sisters will object and say “Really?”), they may disagree, but I did what I knew was right.

It’s true that you can choose your friends but not your family. My sisters are my true friends and my worst enemies I have ever had but I love them so much despite our differences and I won’t trade them for anything in this world.

When we were kids, I was the clumsiest, “lampa” among all the Cezar girls. I was always the one who got many wounds and kept on getting hurt. My sisters were always there to help me up and treat my wounds. But before they would treat my wounds, they would first scare the hell out of me by saying something would come out my wounds and because they were elder, I was stupid to believe in whatever they were telling me. But my sisters are always there for me! They were my pillars whenever a storm came into my life. I knew I can face any trials I will encounter because I have them at my back. I’m not afraid because I know, come hell or high waters they will always be there.
My sisters were really strict with me! Even stricter than my mother. It’s like living with so many mothers inside the house. But because of that, I grew up being a mature and responsible person. I knew how to discipline myself whenever necessary. They were the best role model any sister could ask for.

My sisters are the strongest group of women I know. I grew up watching them.  I’ve seen their struggles, I’ve seen them in pain and I’ve seen them in their lowest points. For all the hardships that had happened to them, I witnessed how they have managed to get up, recover and move on with their lives. They were the reason why I was a strong woman growing up. They were the one who thought me how to stand up on my own two feet. I am the woman I am now because of them.

These are some things that a person with a sister would understand:
1. Missing clothes
2. You have craziest nickname for each other.
3. What you own, everyone owns
4. You will always have company
5. There is always the “Blame Game”
6.  Fights get physical
7. Growing up was a competition
8. There is definitely hierarchy in age
9. You promise not to talk to them forever when you had a fight, an hour later you are already sharing an ice cream
10. You automatically have a best friend for eternity
11. You have this unbreakable bond with your sisters forever!


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