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An Ode to a Brother

It is funny what games life plays with you. Some days you wonder what made God bring us into existence and at other times you cannot help but marvel at the permanence and the constant changes going on in life. Today is a great day in my brother’s life, he is boarding a bus to Toronto to begin on a new path of his life. And he is leaving behind nothing but never ending memories of Winnipeg.

I distinctly remember the day when my bro as an 18yr old boy was boarding his flight to Winnipeg via Ottawa. I clearly remember the train ride from Jamshedpur to Delhi …each and every station where the train stopped and I jumped out and came back with something or the other. The discussions were varied during the train ride. Mom was not saying much… she loved my bro just too much. Dad was at his normal best…giving my bro advice upon advice on any remotely possible incident. My brother was listening and nodding and I was as uncontrollable as a 15 yr. old. We reached Delhi well and checked into the Great India Habitat Centre. We went to the airport that night with heavy heart and came back with elevated hearts… the flight had been postponed by a day. One more day with my brother!! can any amount of money in this world equate that. That was the first time in my life when I felt the worthlessness of money.

One more day … was well just one more day. The next day my brother left for Winnipeg… to make his life, his career. At that time I thought he was bigger than me so there was no cause to worry… but now that I have gone through that 18 yr old barrier, I know how young and nervous his heart must have been. Cheers to my bro!!! when he hugged me at the Delhi airport, I was inconsolable. I am not the one to easily cry… but at that time …

Humans are a strange lot. We tend to forget so easily that in some strange way I got used to my brother not being with me. Just so that I won’t have to keep answering the same questions from my friends about missing my brother, I decided to lead a reclusive life…delving into my books and unconcerned with my former friends. Mom felt that I had grown stubborn but only I knew what I was growing up to be. Life without a bro is tough… you have to go through it to feel it. Suddenly I was the only breaking opinion between my parents and I had to take care of whose side to be in. Suddenly, I had to grow up and I missed my brother so very much.

Meanwhile my bro was at his best at Winnipeg. He is one of those persons who befriends easily unlike me. He is in all ways smarter, more intelligent, nobler and a better person than me. He kept making friends and living his life with his select group of friends. I got a golden opportunity to be with him alone when I went for his graduation… oh it was such a marvel to see him in that graduation costume and when he looked at me from where he was sitting… it was a lifetime for me. Couldn’t have asked for anything more…

And today, he goes from that same place. The same place where he made so many friends, friends such as whom I always craved for but never had. Aunties and uncles who know him and keep calling him for dinners and lunches. I envy you bro… wanna be like you and be loved like you.

But as my bro leaves everything behind to go to Toronto for his MBA, I cannot be more happy than him. Every day when I chatted with him, he talked of York and only York and I am so glad … so glad really that he is going there. All the best bro.... enjoy your final student life to the fullest. And may you get keep getting what you always wanted.

And one thing I have to tell to everyone, if I am anything in this world, anything at all… it is mostly because of my brother. If I was in the Dean’s list at Penn state, it was only and only because of my bro. I shall always remember those hours and hours of skype chat while he kept doing projects for me… and all got straight A’s. He is brilliant and I am only his byproduct.

Ank, my bro my love. You begin a new life today with so many desires and hopes… rest assured they will be fulfilled….its my promise to you. And if there is anything.. aka anything that comes in their way... our whole family is behind you. Love you millions of tons.

Yours only lallu