Category: Madhu

As the youngest of the family, I always urged for love and attention. Whenever my parents paid more attention to my sister. I was jealous. Even as an adult, I was sad when everybody’s attention was drawn to my sister’s first baby. Truly I love the kid, but hey, I was no more the youngest kid of the family. So when I told my sister about my worries, she laughed and she said, that she still loves me the same way. “How is that possible?”, I asked her. Because I used to be her little baby, but now that...