I've come to this realisation that having too many siblings might not necessarily be good at all. The more the merrier is a lie. The person who came up with it is a liar.

Let me raise an extremely good example. My dad has five other brothers, he's the third in line, and even at this age, they still have petty squabbles over the phone. Actually, the one and only issue they have and they disagree to is that of their mother and where she's gonna live. Ever since my grandpa passed away, like close to 6 years ago, she has been having problems with where to live. They sold the condo that she was living in (my youngest uncle got married and moved out) and she was kinda displaced, with nowhere to live. The initial plan was to get her a small place, but they scraped that idea because they didn't want to let her live on her own, given her old age. So then they agreed that she'd be a travelling gypsy, and live alternately with each of the six brothers.

Now, usually this would work out if everyone complied and was cooperative. The first three brothers (my dad included), did not go back on their words and offered a place for her to make her home for a few months or so. She did live here and there in the first three brothers' homes, but it wasn't exactly smooth sailing for some. One of the aunties had problems but this wasn't an issue because at least they bothered to offer their places for her to live in. (shan't mention the problems they faced here because they were far too trivial and stupid) The three younger brothers though, aren't really keen on letting her live with them, and it can only get uglier when all six brothers start speaking at the same time...

The point I'm trying to put across is that there really isn't much fun even if you had six kids. Maybe its a gender thing, you know, like how they say the girls will be more accepting of their own parents, whilst the boys will be generally carried away with their own families. But my grandma is damn poor thing lah, like we know she's sick and tired of not being accepted, not being welcomed, and that she's become more or less a burden for her sons.

I really don't know what is going to happen to her now. I hope they find a solution quick, but that'd definitely be before a lot of arguments and raised voices coming from six men who maybe last squabbled at the playground when they were little.

It's quite tragic if you end up like that in old age. Whoever said that having children meant wealth isn't quite right, and that the more kids you had, the better your retirement days will be. Yes, there is plenty of money that can be given to you when you age, but really at the end of the day, where is the love?

Some might ask me why my family would not take her in. For us, its spatial concern. My house only has three rooms, and thats only enough for my parents, myself, and my sister. So that is the reason why we can't take her in long-term.

Another extremely good example I can talk about is that of my mum. My mum has three other siblings, and she's the eldest daughter. Why is it that I think that having less siblings is better for my mum? That is because of an extremely annoying sister my mum has. Even till now, at her age, my mum still feels that her sister is bugging her like 24/7 and she's getting increasingly irritated. At work, at home, over the phone, along Orchard Road, when she's wanting to pee in the bathroom. I'm telling you, my auntie is seriously annoying.

I feel it too. I get so annoyed when she calls like about 254 times a day. And this is especially common when I'm desperately trying to get some sleep and the awful ring tone my house phone has refuses to keep quiet. Her personality is such that she must call for the trivial-est matter, not letting go of any doubts she has, any questions, any queries, anything that's freaking under the sun that she isn't fully aware of.

So that's that. And having too many siblings is such a pain sometimes. I'm just so damn glad I've one single sister who is not annoying at all. (: