THIS IS FOR YOU BRO

0 years old:
I found my brother standing by me near the cradle with a bemused expression on his pristine face..

1-5 years old:
I can sketch him just as a company..Reason being, we did not share the same space. He was bought up at my maternal uncle's place.

6-10 years old:
We were like the best of pals. Bunking our compulsory afternoon siesta on Sundays, yet not letting Mom have an iota of doubt that we have not slept. We enjoyed our innocence more than ever. He was always giving and stood tall on compromising petty matters.

11-15 years old:
Each of us had developed well-etched individualities of our own. Adrenalin pumping high in our blood paved way to brutal fights and ghastly black-mail scares.. It was Mom who used to be our all time favourite scape-goat who finally had the powers to make peace between the both of us.
Srikant used to be our judge who had powers to tell whose turn it was to sleep near Mom and whose turn it was to sleep on the other farther side of the bed where the silence and darkness of the night could be felt stronger!!!

16-20 years old:
Bro got a gang of buddies with whom he freaked out with. To be honest, it hurt me immensely because I really missed him. I also used to get irritated when he was keen on attacking my favourite clothes and wear them till they cry in agony "Please don't wear me any furthur"!!
Silence slipped in our relationship and strings of attachment started to wither..We hardly communicated!!This was perhaps the lull period in our years of bonding.

21-25 years old:
Strings of innocence got feeble. We then gradually traversed towards a phase of maturity and ripened into two seasoned entities each having a bunch of dreams to run after..Though we hardly spoke, but our tie got fortified with the knack of overlooking our follies and balancing the see-saw of brotherliness under the weight of unselfish love and praise for each other. Our friendship twinkles alike two distant stars in a silent sky, each illuminating the face of other by dispelling spells of darkness when the devilish fog strives to destroys the splendour of the night.

26-30 years old:
I am standing on the 26th step of the ladder of life. Well, I feel safe and assured as my brother is just 3 steps ahead of mine.
As the special day of my brother is heading, let me take this opportunity to earmark our relationship as divine and real, with no garbs of dishonesty and malicious pretensions. My association with him is ever-changing. A friend, a brother, a confidant and now a father..

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BROTHER...
I JUST COULD NOT HAVE ASKED FOR MORE FROM GOD..