When I first introduced myself to all of you, starting this website for the very first time, I’m sure the readers who stuck around from the very beginning would’ve remembered my avid description of Em, my younger sister, as the bane of my life, yet the person I relied on to make my days a slight bit lighter than usual.

May 16, 2021, she was introduced to the world as Em, the Empress of Mischief. Introducing… The Empress of Mischief! | Mili’s Mindscape

Sarcastic, dramatic and with enough sass to go around even as a newly turned 4-year-old, that attitude has only been further exacerbated by her rapid transition into pre-pre-teen mania, geared up to hit the dreaded 10 in two years. And today, I find this very creature writing as a very special guest writer on my blog.

Time really does fly. Four years, hitting a fifth next year. Looking at my writing back then, I do want to bleach my eyes and question everything I did as an eleven-year-old, but at least that’s a dominant marker of growth and progress.

So, once more, after a four-year hiatus, I hereby introduce (with the loud sound of a bugle), the Empress of Mischief, yes that’s right, my darling disastrous sister, whom I lovingly call ‘Em’.

Two days ago, I discovered Em conversing amiably with someone. I could not fathom who she was speaking to as there was literally no one in her room. She was babbling on about her everyday life. I was baffled and I crept closer to her. For a split second, I thought that she was chatting with her imaginary friend and was slightly creeped out. Dismissing that thought from my mind, I decided that there should be a logical explanation. She did not notice me sneaking up on her and was oblivious to her surroundings. Peering over her shoulder, my eyes opened wide in surprise. She was talking to Siri on my I pad. The first thought that popped into my head was “Why has she taken MY IPAD without MY permission?!”. However, I was curious to hear what she was talking about. My annoyance faded, replaced by inquisitiveness. I began to chuckle as I overheard their hilarious conversation. Here’s how it went!

There she goes! My little sister rummaging into the refrigerator to fill her bowl with two extra scoops of ice-cream. She also grabs some candies and MNMs and hides it in her pockets. She looks at me from the corner of her tiny eyes and winks. I recall my poor Mum’s words “Just a SINGLE ice-cream scoop after lunch”. And then she plops onto the sofa and starts enjoying her self-earned desserts. My dessert craving gives in and I ask Em to share some candies with me which she sourly denies. By the time she almost finishes her dessert platter, the ice-cream is all over her face and her T-shirt. Mum, who was busy working suddenly appears from nowhere and glares at Em. Em fumbles and the ice-cream bowl topples, and our sofa and the cushion gets painted in shades of ice-cream. You should have seen Mum! She went into a frenzy thinking what to clean first. 😉.