candid confessions

Dear bro,

I have really lost the count of the ‘scores’ of the names I have given you in all these years , and hence let me just address you as just bro! As a 4 year old, when I came to know from my grandma that I have got a brother, my only concern for the time being was –“then who will wear all my dresses?” do you remember, when you were 3 years old, how I coaxed with you to wear my white fairy gown and and how you demanded 5 milkybars to comply to my request?

Well, life was much sweeter ,years back. Wasn’t it so? Those physical fights, complaining about each other to ma & baba, those accurate bisection of a pastry you used to make by measuring it with a ruler, those home alone evenings, those fights to snatch away tv remote ,those rain drenching together on the terrace,those culinary conquests using microwave oven—I remember it all.

You know, having a younger sibling is like having your childhood and adolescence extended. Have n’t I stayed awake with you while you were spending sleepless nights before your board exams? Have n’t I helped you with all those workbook submissions? Have n’t I brought home even a small 5 star which a friend had given me as her birthday treat? And what about those saviour acts of mine ,those blatant lies,which saved you from ma’s scoldings?

But have n’t there been times, when I was angry of you? Jealous of you?

Sure , there have been.

I hated you when you made scratches on my school copies,thus letting the teacher punish me.i hate you at times, when inspite of you being the defaulter, ma says”he is younger to you, na”. I hate you at times, when I am being compared to you.

But I love you .I love you when you make sure I have all my pens in the right place on the exam day. I love you when you too settle for the butter scotch ice cream, cause I prefer it over your favourite chocolate. I love you when you agree not to tell ma, how long I chatted over the phone.i love you, when you try hard to take coins out of your piggy bank, to buy birthday gifts for me.

Thank you for all the love and care you have shown to me, thank you for all the patience you have showed to search a song I demanded, thank you for making all those powerpoint presentations for me, thank you for rushing down to ground floor to get the newspapers for me,thank you for everything else. And I assure you , there’ll be more to come!

Yours Didi