In the Still of the Night

My sisters and I grew up together, singing and doing all sorts of awesome things together. When you look at us you'll know immediately that we are quite different from one another, and have our own very strong opinions about the other and about life in general. We are all equally stubborn, and very hot-headed. But we are also very forgiving and at the end of the day, we have been through a lot together and apart as well. 

It's weird, with siblings. It doesn't matter what you say about them, how many fights you have or how much they annoy you - but the moment someone else says something negative about them, you're the first to jump to their defence. It's actually a unique relationship, I have to say. 

Some of my warmest memories of being younger are definitely those with my sisters. Since I was the youngest, I used to tag along with my sisters and their friends wherever they went mostly. Their friends became mine, and thereby family friends by default. Now, they're household names. And that's how we became the people in the family who introduced some wonderful people to the rest of the clan. 

This type of friendliness comes from our parents. From a young age, they instilled in to our minds that we could have male and female friends over and could go out with them, as long as they knew who they were, and approved of them. My dad obviously had his unique way of telling us when he was unimpressed with someone (usually by giving them nick names, some of which I can't repeat, due to the sheer hilarity and obscenity). Growing up in such an atmosphere made it easy for me to share things openly with my immediate family and not really care about what others around me thought. My point always remained that if my mum/dad knew, then I was okay.

My sisters and I have always shared a love for the same type of music. We grew up listening to Boys II Men, Mariah Carey, KC & Jo Jo and so forth. It was never x-rated, loud or stupid music. These groups, their songs immediately bring me back to this completely nostalgic yet happy daze. In fact, we were convinced that we could sing like the Boys II Men guys, and we'd Acapella our way through various songs. I used to get background vocals, and along with Anisa, we'd also do the background humming/finger clicking whilst Shafina belted out lead vocals.

We used to slow dance with each other, and we used to make "meals" for each other (Anisa would just melt cheese, and I'd make scrambled egg with cheese topped with "secret" sauces). I look back on these moments, and I feel so happy that I grew up in a loving, fun and completely non-serious atmosphere.

Here's to simpler times!

Here's one of our favourite songs that we used to sing so well, if I should say so myself.