Hi!!! To begin with I had a 20 days programme to attend which was a part of our CA career and I wasn't sure about doing it now.. Somehow I managed my seat.. I have always been at the center of attraction even if I'm wearing a sexy dress or simple suit even though they are not asked for...
So here I was on the first day. The class consisted of 30 students. Knowing half of the class, I was revolving around the corners making sure I have noticed each person I knew before... Just as the lecture was about to begin a guy stood at the center of the class trying to reach everyone. Poor guy I thought and continued my social traits..
Ma'am entered the class to brief us about the programme and asked 2 of us to volunteer for CR (class representative) and there he was.. He always wanted this.. since the moment he tried helping teacher with attendance before class but was not noticed by alot of people, but he managed somehow..
When I saw him, I realised that he was the youngest student in the class and was too exited with the whole thing.. He reminded me of something that was missing but didn't knew exactly what it was...
As the days passed I started to notice him more and more. He tried every possible thing to make each of his day better than the other days.. His innocent, stupid, kid like actions made me smile. I remember the red hand incident where tough guys of our class was making it difficult for him to sustain but he was struggling.. each hit on his hand made my heart ache for him and I used my winking power to stop the game but by then his hand was swollen tomato..
I realised then what was missing....
What he reminded me of...
I always cared for my younger brothers as my kids.. I guess elder sisters are born with heart of a mother. But each of them were now in their late teens not wanting me anymore.. And there he was..Snehanshu, just like a kid to me, doing all the stuffs that made me felt that I need to protect him, I need to tell him whats right and whats wrong and How the other side of world works but didn't wanted him to be hurted by the harsh reality of the world. Probably he knew this things but for me he was a little kid.. My brother..
I thought that it was stupid of me to think of a person as a brother and feel this way and what would people think about me .. but that was not the choice.. The bond was strong.. and it found its beautiful place.. in our hearts and it continues to blossom with each day that passes..
Thanks for being the best brother of the world.. We hardly talk but I know we share the bond and its felt strongly from both the sides.
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