There are things that I wanted in life - deeply, silently and stubbornly. An elder sister. Not too old. Just someone a little ahead of me. Someone who'd guide me. Who'd fight me. Laugh with me. Pull me up when I slipped. But I was born a single child. And for years, I searched for that sister elsewhere. In friendships. In passing bonds. Hoping someone would see me that way - and stay. But it did not happen like that. I think now... that it's time to let that dream go. Not with anger. Just with a kind of tired sadness. And it's not just this. There are more. I wanted to study further. To sit in a quiet library again, surrounded by notebooks and possibility. To feel like life hadn't already passed me by. But life had other plans. I once thought I'd marry the girl I loved. The one who felt like home. But she did not choose me. And that chapter closed - silently, painfully - while my heart was still wide open. And so many dreams - of a sportsperson, activist, lawy...