The brother
Yeah finally something about the person I have mentioned quite a lot of times.I was not going to write this until next week but because today it's his seventeenth birthday I thought I'll do him the honors ( I'm kidding its 4 am and I can not sleep) .
Where do I start from??Well all I can say is I have a brother like no other , he's the most insane brother to have. He can drive me nuts and make me laugh all at the same time. We have had our share of fights ( maybe more ) and there were times we actually disowned each other(weird aren't we?) but we could not hold ourselves from talking for long ; I always tried , but something always comes up and I have to end the fight .
I never thought of him as a brother , he is more of a friend , someone who I can hit and never get hit back ( sometimes he is the gentleman) and lets me off with the warning if I repeat it I'd be going down.It's cool to go on drives with him , when he drives at 80km/hr on the city roads .Jerk likes me freaking out. I am glad to reach back home safely after every drive. Though I bet he feels the same when I drive. I don't over speed but still manage to freak him out. I should be thanking him for saving my life when I took a wrong turn almost ( had he not shown his reflexes it would have been otherwise )and collided with another car . Had the collision taken place I would have been behind the bars or atleast challened ( chandigarh police sucks) heavily for driving without a driving license with a minor (seventeen year olds no matter how tall they are minors) .
It was because of him I had tough times at school. He would always do something and I was called for.In class 9th he did not submit his project on time and when he did complete it he was too scared to submit so while he sat at home pretending to be sick I submitted that project and got to hear horrendous things from the teacher. And in 10th when we had a common Hindi teacher we both had our share of hearing nasty things . She complained to him about me and me about you to me, thanks to our remarkable handwriting and splendid Hindi.It is very annoying how he always manages to score more than me.
He thinks he says the most witty one-liners and I enjoy them.Buddy those are pity laughs.He is like Chandler sometimes. Sometimes I hate the fact he does not tell me everything , imagine hearing it from his classmates that he was bullied badly in school by some guys. I always knew you hated those guys but bullying is somethimg I could not imagine.
The way he gets along with all my friends is amazing , when they team up against me I feel they are more of friends .
It's very bizarre that he finds me a disappointment just because I have been single for a long time , like he has had a million girlfriends. It's good for the girls that he stays away from them (he says that ) but I think its the other way round.And if he ever does have one I am going to warn her about this guy and save a life.
Thankfully he does not read this blog . Love you loads chouttttu , that's what I'll call because he hates it . Happy Birthday ! And may you have many more.
