Whenever I tell him that someone is sweet, this person asks me ‘Have you ever licked him/her to know that he/she is sweet???’ I know that it is a poor joke but then I’ve always enjoyed it whenever he said this. But then I can call him ‘sweet’ because in this case the answer to his question is yes. Now now, please don’t misunderstand me- the person I’m referring to here, i.e., the sweetest person in my life is none other than my ‘cute little’ brother. ‘Little’ may not be the right word to describe him because he’s already taller than me. But still he remains as a ‘little boy’ in my heart. Whenever I see him, the memories of the days when I held his tiny hand and took him to school floods my mind.
He came into my life eleven days before my fifth birthday. I still remember waiting in the hospital with my grandmother when my mother was taken inside the operation theatre. And ever since that day April 12th has remained as one of the most special and much awaited days in the year for me. I don’t have many memories of him as a baby. Since he had some allergy with the climate in Kollam and constantly fell ill, he stayed with my grandparents in Ernakulam till he was four. Whenever we had holidays for Onam, Christmas and in the summer vacation, we visited him. And whenever we returned to Kollam, we took the early morning train, so that he won’t see us leaving and cry. And then occasionally my grandparents used to bring him to Kollam and they used to stay with us for a few days.
He was a cute child and was very fair. We still have lots of his childhood photos. They take me back to those good old days when I used to play with him, when I used to irritate him, and lots more. And then when he turned four, he came back to stay with us in Kollam. He joined the kindergarten near our home. And my father used to take him to school and bring him back every afternoon. Occasionally, I used to take him to school. He used to wear his school bag and water bottle and then hold my hands tightly as we walked to his school. It all seems like yesterday…..
See, how fast time has fled. Today he has grown so big. I’m 5 years older than him, but at times, he makes me feel that I am 5 years younger. He has grown taller, but still I can see the innocence of a small boy in his face. But there are times when he shows his maturity and offers me advice and solutions to problems. He is a bright child.
I never call him by his actual name. I’ve put a lot of nicknames for him.(I’m sorry but I’m not allowed to reveal any of the names here… 🙂 :)) He calls me ‘Itha’, but when he’s in a really happy mood, he calls me “Ithii”. He’s very much fond of cats. So much that he imitates cats really well. All the cats in our neighborhood are his pets. He pats them, feeds them and what not. Sometimes even my mother becomes a ‘cat deewani’. But I’ve never been very much fond of cats, maybe because I’m jealous that they get so much of my brother’s attention. I always tell him that he was supposed to be born as a cat but somehow became a human. But I’m thankful that he was born as my brother-‘my sweet little brother’.
I don’t know when I started sharing my secrets with him. We used to sleep in the same room and our beds were next to each other. So after my parents went to sleep, I used to talk to him. I used to tell him everything that worried me, and even things that made me happy. Sometimes he used to complain that he was feeling sleepy and then would turn to the other side in his bed and sleep. But I still used to tell him everything. I never knew how much he understood, but talking to him surely gave me a big relief. And I used to tell him about all my secrets, my crushes and what not. Sometimes I used to cry. He never said anything, but nevertheless, I used to feel consoled. And then there were occasions when he openly spoke to me, he used to talk to me about his ‘little’ problems, and I used to console him. Our relationship was growing stronger and deeper. If it was not for him, I would never have been able to handle the problems at home.
Now all that doesn’t mean that we had a perfect ‘bro-sis’ relationship. We used to quarrel as often as we could and that too on the silliest things on the earth. We would hurt each other, but then one or the other would soon apologize and the matter came to an end then and there. I could stay angry with my parents for more than a day, but never with him. I loved him so much. Even today, when I get distracted while studying, he warns me. He also gives me advices on dealing with people. Whenever I get upset, he would be the first one to find out.
Whenever I tell someone that I’ve a younger brother, the first question they ask me is whether he’s also a class topper like me. It’s true that both of us like the same subjects-Maths and Science. And he gets good scores in his exams too. But he hasn’t become the class topper many times. And I don’t want him to become one too. He is a bright little chap. God has given him some good brains. I want him to use them and reach the position he deserves. He has always been fascinated by airplanes and aspires to become an aeronautical engineer. I know that he very well deserves to be one. I pray that the Almighty give him His blessings.
And then you know something, these days we talk playfully about our future life. I tell him that I’ll call him to my home for dinner one night and make all dishes with cauliflower (He hates cauliflowers!!!) And then he’ll say something, I retort back and the discussion goes on until one of use becomes tired (usually it’s him). We’ve even planned our future vacations!! I sincerely pray that all our wishes become true.
Dear brother, I’ve never met a more wonderful person than you in my life. You’ll always be the most special person in my life. You have no idea how much I love you. I hate it when you become sad. I love to see your cheerful face. Work hard and realize your dreams. May God bless you in every step of yours… Thank you for coming into my life and making my life truly ‘wonderful’…..
(This piece of writing is dedicated to my brother. It’s a small gift from my side as he turned 16 on April 12th. You have been a truly amazing person, brother… Thank You for always being there with me…..)