Where do I belong ?

I got a sister-in-law last November. Until then it was just 4 of us - the cook, the boss, (you must be wondering whether my dad's the cook or the boss), the evil brother and me. Now I wondered where to fit in this extra attachment.

Huh !! By and by, I realised I was actually the extra attachment. C'mon ... its crystal clear. There are 2 families now - mom & dad; brother & sister-in-law. Where did I belong to ?

I too need someone to arrange my clothes as I finish having my bath, I too need someone to support me, no matter what I say, I too need someone who thinks I'm the most handsome guy in the whole world !! Heck I need a wife !! But that ain't happening for a long long time. Until then, I'm the back-seat passenger who can always be kicked out when the car gets full !!

But sister-in-laws are nice things. They become a kind of a sister to you. They are interested when I talk about Britney Spears' breaking marriage, unlike fathers and brothers (who seem to want to discuss only about why the stock markets are having a bad run). Sister-in-laws aren't as bad as you see in the mega-serials, they can be fun. They laugh at every joke you crack, they make you feel that you are the nicest person, they can even bring an end to elder brothers' domination. If my brother doesn't give me pocket money, he knows his wife is gonna get angry. So its truly a win-win situation. And sister-in-laws make the house noisier, and more beautiful. And by the way, I'm no extra attachment, there's one single family here, and I'm the most important member of the family now. Why ?? What the heck, I'm the only eligible bachelor at home ... ain't I important ?????