I remember, even the clouds celebrated his birth as it drizzled that day! I was so excited that I went with my uncle on a two wheeler to the hospital. There I saw my mother holding the sweet little hands in hers and her face glowing to the best. My mother when recalls, informs me that I never went near by until she called me. Probably I was cherishing the fragrance of the new born. That day my joy knew no bounds. I was at top of the world !!
Its been fourteen years since then, we have shared and lived the best and of course not so good moments together. No doubt we have scratched each others face, have had unpredictable verbal fights, still we are incomplete without each other. "No talking" after a fight ends up in few seconds (the very normal brother sister fights, you know ).
Being the little one, he is so grown up now that he protects me and I feel so safe by his side.
Right now in a hostel, away from home I miss him and know he miss me too. I love him.
Happy Birthday Bhai !
Stay blessed always.
Love You
