Little brothers. A constant source of irritation and wonderment. They have an internal buzzer i think...making this irritating zzzzzzzz sound all the time, always upto sometihng. Hard to ignore. As a kid, my brother always wanted the toys that were mine. He wanted to sit where i sat with my friends...listening to our conversations. He played house-house with us and sometimes wore my frocks. He wanted to be a part of everything. Its endearing now to think of all those times....his mischief and troublesome behavior. Back then i could have wished him away to the moon or even farther.
Growing up was a haze. I don't remember a lot about it. Childhood is vivid though. We would join our feet while lying opposite each other and play cycle cycle. We've fought tooth and nail, physically beating each other. Somewhere the physical fights ceased and verbal began. That tradition continues. Sometimes it makes me sad that i wasn't more aware of his growing up years. Maybe we would have known each other better.
He is a man today...almost. A boy to me but a man to everyone else. The tragedy of growing up and being an adult is that you will always be a child to some. So you never feel fully grown. In my head, he is still my LITTLE brother, who needs to be yelled at, to be told a hundred times and more...who won't listen and who needs constant looking after and counselling. It never occurs to me to treat him otherwise. Its hard to remember that he's an adult. He has his very own life you know...exclusively his. Small detail that i miss out.
My brother - Nishith. I fight you, i resist you, i admonish you and I love you! Coming back home is never the same if you're not around.
6 comments:
little sisters are no better...!!like what you've written...
realy good and from the heart . i only hope he reads and realises it..... Dad
i totally agree with what you have said kash. i have done all that growing up myself. (i was the lucky one to be youngest :)) but i dont agree with the point that 'one will always be a kid for someone' is a sad fact of growing up. i have always loved being the youngest. and i guess there you have one chance of still enjoying all the benefits you did as a kid. of course there is the other side to it. but then its like the coin. dont you agree?
Will never know that deepty, will i ;) from my experience younger siblings always feel like they are being treated as kids....perhaps it depends from one person to other.
I think this is the same in every family. and as said by Gaurav, little sis are no less
Awwh... I'll tie a rakhi for that ass when I see him tomorrow. One on your behalf if you like!
I feel Sure has grown to be someone I look upto... Probly coz I can just be a child in front of her and she loves me that way... :) Role Reversal! :) Like Ma and you... I think she likes to be the kid coz she knows you'll make the practical choices! :P
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