The agony & Ecstacy of being the lone child...

Forgot to mention in my intro that I am the lone child of my parents... Yups, no siblings. It just happened that I was watching "Shakti"(Amitabh, Dilip Kumar starrer classical), and felt like penning down the good...and some not so good things of being the lone warrior!!

The good part...

Getting Pampered : You indeed are the king...for its you who orders; and more often than not those orders get ful-filled. So, be it getting mangoes from cold storage in November or getting your fav pair of jean... you just name it...and there will be whole-hearted attempts to fulfill that wish. These iklauta kids..indeed get pampered like anything!!

Apple/Banana/Grapes/Mango (whatever u may chose to call it) of the eye : Did anyone said centre of attraction! All the attention...all the love..all the care is bestowed upon u...U and ONLY U. Feels good..isn't it ?

U don't have to bother about sharing : Yippee.... if anything is there...you have 100% ownership of that. No one with whom u need to share your ice cream or the cake...or your room! No Siblings...so no fights for that pencil...or that copy...or that piece of cake...

And, now The not so good part...

Cramped up for space: When its only u..who is the centre of attraction...who is the lone focus, then at times you may not find enough space for yourself. It gets a little uncomfortable then... as there are times when you actually want to be just yourself...when you probably want to spend some time with yourself....but since you have always being their(parents) focus, and hence they might not understand this thing. And sometimes...this thing may frustrate/irritate you like anything..

No-one to share : Yeah, that was the good part...and that is the bad part well. A Sibling is one with whom you actually learn how to share. From sharing that piece of cake...to sharing your room...to sharing emotions!

One really needs someone to fight with...something with whom you can share your secrets...someone with whom share your dreams..share your thoughts. Thats helps...isnt it? I personally feel, siblings play a very important part in the growing up process... for I terribly miss not having anyone whom I could call my bro...or sis.

Don't know...whether the agony is more...or the ecstacy is...