My Favourite Person
My favourite person is my brother. Most people think that we hardly stay in contact because of the distance. But the fact of the matter is, we have formed a bond that is maybe like most sibling relationships with hardly any age difference. There is exactly a difference of two and a half years in our ages. Being older makes him the more dominant in quite a funny way. He knows everything that is going on in my life and I, of his. There have been times of the typical sibling rivalry. But I soon realised that they were petty issues making us pause in our lives, our relationship. There was a time when he was away for six years from home for pursuing his dream of becoming a doctor. That was quite a high point in my life. It made me realise how much of value a person holds in the family. I learnt the importance of family. Nowadays, every so often, I listen to the stories of the way we used to bond as well as fight when we were just children. Most stories were of how he was so protective he was of me as a child. Even now, in most situations, I can see the ignorant way of his protective nature, both to my mother and me. At this age and time, we mostly bond over video games, movies, music and television sitcoms. Also, from when I've been away from home, the only way we communicate is by either teasing each other or by sending each other information that may or may not be useless. When people say that they are the only child in their family, I always wonder how they have lived life for so many years without the typical norms of sibling fun. I'm grateful for having him in my life. I could never have ever asked for anything better. I miss him.
















