Surviving Qaqa & Insyirah — Barely 😩

By 1ovingqys 

Having siblings is like living in a constant sitcom such as unpredictable, dramatic, sometimes emotional, and honestly, the best kind of chaos. For me, it’s the Qaqa and Insyirah show every single day.

Let’s start with Qaqa — my little brother who’s 12 this year. He’s the baby of the family, but don’t let that fool you. He acts like he’s 22 sometimes, especially when he starts talking about things he watches on YouTube like he’s giving a TED Talk 😭. But truly, he’s got the kindest heart. He might annoy me with his random noises or endless questions, but sometimes he’ll quietly do something thoughtful, like save the last snack for me or send me funny reels to cheer me up. His innocence, energy, and weirdly mature logic always make me laugh.

Then there’s Insyirah. My younger sister who’s currently 17 — and probably the most loya buruk person I know. I love her, but she can go from singing Taylor Swift out loud at 8 a.m. to suddenly giving unsolicited advice like she’s a 40-year-old auntie. She's sassy, loud, dramatic, and somehow always right (in her own head). Sometimes I wonder how we both came from the same parents. But the truth is, even though we bicker a lot and she always has something cheeky to say, I know she’s got my back. She just has her own chaotic way of showing it.

We’re all in different stages of life — Qaqa still in school, Insyirah going through her final teenage years, and me… somewhere between deadlines and breakdowns 😂. But at the end of the day, our bond is real. It’s made of annoying jokes, late-night talks, stealing each other’s things without asking, and the kind of laughter that makes your stomach hurt.