Its a story about Samar and his sister Samara... It's about how this boy loves his sister and his world revolves around her. Even though there are bitter sweet fights but at the end of the day he loves her more than his life.
And then how w...
Well now Samara was 13 and I am 19+. I stay at a different state to persue my graduation... Samara has become very rebilious. She has become a very hot headed girl. Now I maintain my diaries for Samara in a daily basis but only the good and a few funny yet bad ones.
One day when I was on my vacations and was spending time with my family... I noticed a few bad habits in Samara. I saw her being rude to our parents and misbehave with me as well . I asked, "What is the matter Samara, this ain't you! What has gotten into you?? My lil tomato.. You are much better and above this.. Talk to me darling. Tell dada, what is wrong!" Samara replied, "Its my freaking life and I'll behave as I wish, you have no right to put your nose into my life!" She was stopped midway by me. As I raised a finger and said, "Sssshh! I've no right in your life?" My anger could clearly be seen in my eyes. Samara replied, "Yes. Besides, I never interfere in your goddamn life! Than why must you.. And for god's sake stop calling me tomato.. It was okay when we were kids... But... It fucking pisses me off!" I said, "Enough Samra.!" But Samara was far from stopping and went on with her nuisance! I couldn't take it anymore and I slaped Samara for the very first time. Samara shouted, "How dare you!! How dare you!! Are you freaking out of your mind! I hate you dada.. I hate you" I was so angry that I didn't realize what I did. Samara's tears rolled down her cheeks. I saw it, but my brain couldn't register the fact that I had just hurt my lil sister at the heat of the moment..
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At night when I calmed down and realized what I'd done. I went up to Samara to talk to her and make up with her and persuade her to forgive me. I realized what I'd done was very wrong in my different levels.
I knocked at Samara's door and leaned on the door frame. Samara said in a broken voice, "I don't wanna talk. Please... Please leave me alone." I walked inside, kneeled at her feet and placed my hands on Samara's lap and said, "Kiddo I'm really sorry.. I totally lost it and I raised my hand at you. I know you are angry, and you have all the right to be angry at me. I've really committed a crime. Please forgive me if you can." I had tears in his eyes by the time I finished giving an explanation. I then looked at Samara for a reply but she didn't respond. By now my tears rolled down my cheeks and landed on Samara's thighs. She looked down at her dada (me) and said, "Dada..!" I had wiped my tears and had started to get up to leave. Samara placed her hands on my shoulders and said, "Dada, I'm sorry for behaving so rude. I didn't realize I was hurting you so much.." I just said, "Ssshhhhh..." and I laid my head on her lap and continued, "I'm sorry my baby... My angel.. I won't call you tomato if you don't like it.." Samara could now feel my tears rolling down her leg.. She wrapped her hands around my neck and placed her head on top of mine.
In the next few days Samara came real close to me, she finally started to understand her elder brother.. And she started to see how much I loved her.
One day she said, "Dada, it was so simple when we were kids.. I understood your love. But now it feels complicated.. Not your love.. But my mind.. Why dada?? I don't wana lose you.. Neither do I wana hurt you." I replied, "Sssshhh, kiddo, I ain't going nowhere. You will never loose me. Plus if you ever hurt me.. I'll not raise my hand at you this time.. I'll rather fight with you verbally.. And maybe punch you here.. Right in your tummy.." and I winked at Samara.
After a few days a silly fight broke out between the two of us, I said, "Kiddo you are becoming fat.. Accept it.. Look at you so fat you've grown.. Just like a football..!!" Samara replied, "Oh my God! How rude is that!! I ain't fat.. Your eye sights become poor!!" I kept on teasing her.. And after a few moments, Samara broke down crying and ran to her room.. I shouthed behind her, "Samara.. Wait honey.. I'm sorry.." I than followed her to her room and went upto her, cupped her cheek and said, "Hurt much?? I'm sorry kiddo.. I was just pulling your leg..." Samara smiled and winked, "Dada, you look so cute when you apologise to me.. I aint hurt or angry.. I just wanted to see this look in your face.. I love you dada.." and she hugged me. I hugged her back and said, "I love you more kiddo..." and I kissed her forehead...
In a month or so it was time for me to leave home and go back to college... The night before I had to leave, Samara knocked at my door... I said, "Come on in honey.. You don't need to knock.." She came inside and sat on my bed on one corner.. I was a lil bit occupied with packing my stuff... I kept on saying something or the other to Samara.. But she just replied in small words.. I looked up at her and asked, "What's the matted kid? All okay?? Anything troubling you?" my hands still packing my suff in the bag.. Samara ran to me and hugged me and sobbed.. I got scared.. I pushed her away from my chest where Samara burried her face now.. I lifted her chin and asked, "Whats the matter.. Tell me honey.. Tell dada.. And.. And.. Stop crying.. Look at that nose its turned red. Gross!!." Samara replied with a lump in her throat, "Dada, I'd miss you so much.. Now that I've gotta know you so well.. I wouldn't be able to live without talling to you.. What'll I do dada.?" and she started crying again I smacked his head and smiled and said, "Hahahaha..You scared the hell outta me... Mad child.. You can call me anytime you want.. And talk to me and share with me all that you want kiddo.. I'll just be a call away. Come here now." and I hugged Samara back.. Samara burried her head in her brother's chest and felt very secured..
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The next day when I was leaving, Samara ran to me and said, "Dada I've got a small something for you." I replied, "What is it kiddo?" She held out a thing silver bracelet which read Worlds Best Brother ..... Samara said, "Its lame I know but has all my love in it.." I said, "Crazy child.. This is so very special.. It aint lame in no way.. I love it.. And I promise to keep it on me at all times." I held out my wrist and added, " You make me wear it.. Will you?" Samara nodded in agreement and locked the bracelet lovingly on my wrist and planted a kiss on it..
I opened my arms and Samara hugged me tight. She had tears in her eyes... I cupped her cheeks, wiped her tears and said, "Don't bid me adieu with tears in your eyrs.. How will I go then??" Samara replied, "Then don't go dada." I replied, "Hey, hey.. I'll be back in a few months... Now come on smile.." Samara smiled and kissed her brother's cheek and said, "I love you dada.. And I'll miss you soo much. Please take care of yourself. " I kissed her forehead and replied, "I love you more kiddo.. You take care okay.. And behave..."
Samara now knew that her safe heaven was in her brother's arms and her bestest friend and confidant was her brother.. And that I'd support her no matter what...
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