Friday, 6 April 2018

Grateful I am to You Little Brother

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Continued from Part1,  2, 3,4, 5 and 6 here.

No matter how much I dodge destiny for being a trickster and continuously playing ruthless games with my little heart, I am eternally grateful to her for the little joys of my life. My heart is filled with gratitude and instantly warms up when I realise how life has given me some really wonderful people who handle the sensitive and difficult to handle me with utmost care.

One such person I rarely speak about is my younger brother who is a quiet and shy guy. He is the best gift my mom and dad have given me. We are poles apart and sometimes I wonder how two children of one mom can be so different😛. He is the kindest and a very down to earth soul who had to bear the burnt of the fact that his sister was a throughout topper and so no matter how good he did in exams or otherwise, comparison between the two siblings was always inevitable and in fact he still happily bears it for he knows he will get nothing out of sulking🙈. He had stayed with my parents while I had stayed in a hostel for most years of our early life. Mom could never summon up the courage to send him to Pilani with me to hone himself and thus when she went away to God, this little mamma’s boy was devastated beyond words could ever express. I am still not sure if he had come in terms with the loss twelve years later today. He has a little baby now who is the light of our lives.

We have really had an amazing childhood together along with our two cute little Pomeranian Dogs. Pet love is something which only someone who has had pets like their family members can understand. Those were the most beautiful days of our lives and we miss all those fights, all the love, waiting to finish Sunday special Maggi last and tease the other one. Without saying he held my hand and went to all the birthday party of my friends and collected all the money that he got in kanchak puja etc to buy me my first speaking soft toy. His innocence always touched me and I have to always keep a special eye on him.

It feels funny to imagine how big he has grown from when I first held his finger and helped him walk....today he has grown up to be a territory manager. For me he is always my little Rikki, whom mom told I must never let leave my finger lest he got lost and I fulfil it religiously till today. He lives in Ahmedabad so we meet less but talk on phone everyday even if it be plain gossip😛. He still remains my weakness and anyone who tries to hurt him has to first tackle with me before hurting him which isn’t easy, by the way😊.

The fact is he is my silent anchor. After mom took to heavenly abode and dad remarried, life wasn’t easy for me a as a 22 year old newly wed professional who had to manage several fronts impeccably. No matter what the situation was, my brother was silently standing behind me like a firm rock. While everyone appreciated my courage, it was he who held me firm. Whenever I was on the verge of taking a wrong decision, he showed me the mirror. He was also the one who convinced my reluctant mom that I cannot get a better guy than S in a lifetime, so she should give her nod. I still remember how he was on top of the world when I got a campus placement in Tata Motors and distributed sweets in his friends with his meagre pocket money. He was there at the time I got married and gave birth. Yes he was always and always there. Grateful I am to you little brother and though I have never ever told you this, I value you so much in my life. Life is truly ruthless at times, so no matter what comes, never loose hope, I am always and always there for you, my dearest...and yes I can’t forgive you for singing those nasty Bollywood songs as lullaby to my baby, I wonder what impression the new born would have got of his mama 😁. If you want me to tell what songs were those, I can’t🙈.. Part8






To be continued in the next parts of #SlicesofLife Series on #TrulyYoursRoma in #AtoZChallenge this April.  I am writing on some extraordinary slices from my ordinary life.

Thank you so much for all the love and support you have always given me. Truly Yours Roma is nothing without you! 


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