My brother and I are cousins but the bond we share is stronger than any two siblings. We started talking just three years earlier while we had met each other once nine years before. The short meetup at a family function was just an introduction and we were not in touch. Years later, when I had a chance of having his number, I took it and the conversations began.
Hello people. What’s up? Keeping well? I hope so. Today I sit to narrate the story of my brother and myself. My elder brother whom I call Bhaiya is the shelter of the lamb in me. The 6 feet tall and muscular guy is nothing short of an extraordinary human. The way I am gently wrapped in his love and care is really too much for me I think. The way he presents the harsh truths to me of the world is another wonder that I am in awe of. Have you heard of an elder brother who would talk so deeply with his sister that he would teach her why to abuse, how to hit, give her the confidence to flirt, how to cause mischief and all that. He is the one who teaches me new words and new moments of disruption. And he is the one who brushes the goodness and kindness in me. Cause me a pain or bring a tear, and he would tear them apart. Sometimes, I wonder how I get him as a gift. Sometimes I wonder how he ended up being this close to me. But some answers probably are left unsaid. Maybe because they are better that way.
In these three years of establishing a beautiful bond, I have not met him since the last nine years. We see each other on video calls. There have been times when I have hurt him or irritated him out of sheer stupidity and he has still handled me with so much care that I feel he is too good for me. If life is a voyage, Bhaiya is the sail that keeps me in the right direction. I am his little baby girl and I hope I am always this. There are moments when he gets harsh on me for my benefit, but I never felt bad about his scolding. He has the right after all.
I cry on random days and he is aware of all my childish actions. He gets it right always and calms me down too. You know, I had a crush. And who knew about it all? Him. Even my best friends were unaware for a long time because he is the perfect friend. Looking at him calms me down and it is his sheer smile that melts my heart. He is older than me and has a lot on his plate and shoulders, but has he ever tried to dodge my problems? No. He has always been there for me despite anything. I wonder how he manages to do all this. I ask him on a random basis about his executions and all he says is “Magic”. If Magicians are like him, I shall walk the fires of hell.
The brother, the confidant, the supporter, the cheerleader, the helper, the partner in crime, the guide, the mentor, he is all. He is everything I could ask for. And he is everything I could think of. I am carving a new version of myself. It is thanks to him for bringing this out. I have been a cheerful kid and he has protected it all the while. He takes my call at any point of the day. He listens to my rants and smiles at them heartily. How I wish to preserve that smile of his forever. How I wish to achieve my dreams and make him proud. Well I will one day and the day shall not be far.
Cheers Bhai to this bond that we have cultivated over time. Cheers to the importance you hold in my life and the closeness we both feel. May your warmth and fierceness protect me and fuel me. And may my contagious smile spread its air to you. You look amazing when you laugh. But yeah, laugh with your heart, Do not fake it. I would love to be a genuine reason of your smile someday. Till then, keep on smiling at your sister’s poor jokes and stupid things she does in her everyday life. I love you.
An open letter from a silly sister to her burly brother, soovlogss@gmail.com
Until next time!
Signing off
So
