It has happened, despite me denying it for the last few days. I miss my brother a lot, more than a lot. I never thought it could get so weird but it has. I can’t help thinking about him nearly all the time and its hard to realize the fact I won’t see him for the next six months.
He has left for his college in Manipal, which is one of the best places to study. I am proud of him for doing so well. I knew that he’d be leaving for that place since last one month, but I never thought I would feel his absence so much. So I guess everyone around me was right when they said I’d miss him the most. I just laughed it off, saying we can always be in touch thanks to the technology. But technology can never ever fill the empty spaces of a person. Its not the same talking over the phone and seeing him in person. I can’t punch him in his non-existent six pack abs over the phone.
We have lived together under the same roof for nearly nineteen years, there have been times when we have parted before but his going to hostel is different. Also the fact this year will be our first raksha bandhan when we won’t be together is disturbing. Fortunately one of my cousins who is the sweetest kid will be here, so it won’t be bad at all.
Chatty(my brother) and I have never missed an opportunity to fight, infact we talked less and fought more. We could argue without a reason, putting even the cats and dogs to shame. We fought, stopped talking to each other, made up and fought again. I used to scavenge his wardrobe and wear his t-shirts, he used to get really mad and complained to mamma. He walked into my room anytime of the day, messing it up and refusing to budge even when I screamed.
Every year on our mother’s birthday and mother’s day we went looking a gift for her. This time we got her a frying pan on mother’s day. We are an insanely awesome team together. Who can come up with that idea? For the next time we decided to get her a fish pot, so kid I promise to send you the video of her reaction. Despite the fights we are a great team, supporting each other through every wrong and right.
We are technically the same, he is my male version and I his female version whether it is looks or otherwise. Both of us have spent our entire lifetime listening to people saying that we look alike and wondering if we do. I still wonder do we? Apart from the looks he generally thinks in the same way as I do. I had a conversation with day before yesterday when he was getting a little inquisitive, which he never is. When I got irritated, he said don’t worry I am just kidding with you, even I’d hate if anyone asked so many questions and added to it no wonder people say we both are the same. People say but I know that he is my six feet, short hair version.
I can write another ten paragraphs about him and how cruel we have been to each other but will let it be. Hopefully he has internet connectivity soon and we can skype, till then whatsapp it is. I have a brother like no other and now that he is gone I miss him more than anything. Wishing him the best for the next four years and already looking forward to this December.
PS: Chatty you forgot your himalaya green colored face pack home, do you want me courier it? Also the mirror in my room misses you more than me, its of no use now. And I have endless face washes now that you are gone.
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