for someone who kept pestering me to blogging...

I remember days back I had jauntily promised you to write something out of my own creativity and start blogging because you were always concerned about my writing skills and building my vocabulary,expressions but I never literally gave interest into that. Now keeping that promise in concern I just thought of giving u a little surprise .now this is something that I have written for you my dear brother. And please I do want u to take it seriously. If even half of it makes sense to you, if even a few make you pause and reflect, every bit of the effort that has gone into writing this would have been worth it...
now being just a 18 yr old, its the only gift I can offer as a sister...or even value to a brother who's so bigger than me....!!!
Hmm..... ok den.... lets get started. Now since there are so many people who are also reading this..lemme give u a basic intro----"anniya" as I call you,you are the eldest of the three of us (which includes me and didi)that makes up our family. I know it has always been a BIG responsibility. The age difference between you and me is 9 yrs and with akkiya(my sister)I guess its 4.
Well...growing up surrounded by 2 girls at home ,you have probably taught yourself to deal with our moods and demands.Mainly,you had learnt to hang on to your sanity and sense of humour,even under annoying circumstances, like coming home and finding your room overrun with our clothes, scrap books, abandoned shoes, geometry boxes, Harry potters, crayons and paints. I remember when you used to lose your shirt a few times and hollered, but at most times, you have chided us gently.Despite such a huge age difference that we share, you have always indulged in my kiddish prattle and put up with my pranks....!!!!
I remember all those times when I drove you mad.... badgering you for a small change, pestering you to drop me at my friends' place or asking you to convince Mum for allowing me for the sleepovers at my friends' place that I used to enjoy eventually (thanks to u)...those days when two of us used to run to catch our school bus.We and what I can never forget was visiting book fairs every year with all the little money that we gathered.huh...!!what fun we used to have...!! .

I know many a times ,being a little girl i have invaded your privacy but you never lost your cool that makes you simply "charming".

I know things have changed past few years when you left home in the process of finding your niche in the overcrowded job-market, equally preoccupied and self engrossed .Remember ...you hadn’t even recovered from that fateful accident which had brought dark clouds in our lives and probably for the 1st we sensed the panic of losing sum1, losing you. Although it was not that serious but still the site of you in that hospital bed haunts me till date to see my strong brother in unbearable pain .It did disturb me to an extent of feeling helpless...
Whatsoever things have taken a wide leap since then.... It was just a bad phase that all of us strived together.
I know these days we don’t see each other all that much anymore.And there was a day when I used to cum from school looking for you.....I do miss those afternoon conversations we used to have ...while you used to be seated on the computer while i kept jabbering about my day in school making sure you were listening to me. i miss those days that we spent preparing debates elocutions for my competitions.he... ! he...! I used to be seated on the scooter and you used to prepare me "papa!! extempores are not at all scary...you can say anything...give it a chance..i know u can do it..!!" and how often I used to argue that going against the motion of a topic is not going to be impressive but that itself was always the key of my winning part.You always took the path that was less travelled and thats the most important thing that I have learnt from you.

Besides your notorious side and where you never missed a chance bullying me, eating away my share of chocolates or slice cakes,losing my pens again and again, pulling my blanket when I used to sleep till late morning.....With this side of yours I have also seen an affectionate, protective streak in you, the one you so successfully hide from the world.
Beneath that nonchalant facade ,I glimpsed the sentimental and emotional side of you-the day i saw those wet eyes when you were leaving for BBSR while you bid farewell to your 9 yr old sister as she stepped into an entirely new school NPS(National Public School,Bangalore)far from our warm hometown. How can I forget that you accompanied me to the school on my very 1st day of it and you were there outside throughout the day to make sure I was fine.
Now coming to the thing which embarasses us the most...I know within 2 or three years, you will find the right woman and move into a home of your own. And me and akkiya will always take the pleasure of teasing you about it..But for Mum you are still the same mischievous kid ,the awkward little boy with funnily shaped ears and a shy smile, who has since grown into what girls describe as a "cool dude”, lean and fit.
"I know that charming, notorious brother hasn’t entirely disappeared -he's just cleverly disguised..!!!"
At work you are an entirely different person -a MAN.Your colleagues may have known sum of yr aspects which we never will. And i don’t have any issues with it..
You know that you represent our family, I always turn to you for wutever I might need --advice, moral support or just familiar bantering.
I don’t give a second thought if I feel like talking to you....just give you a missed call. and however busy u may be-if u r at gym,yr own office, partying with friends or yr MBA classes..u always make sure that we talk at the end of the day...and because of that I don’t feel as if we are ne far.
U always wondered why i dint have many friends and that i always restricted my friend circle within 2 or three just because .........I always had u as my "best friend" and akkiya as it is she's our mentor in terms of everything...
wutsoever ,on the contrary we haven’t only derived strength from one another, but we have also had a great deal of fun. we have taught ourselves the art of peaceful co-existence. To date-I can’t remember a single ugly encounter that has threatened the bond between us and certainly differences of opinion, temper tantrums, spontaneous outbursts exist between siblings in any family and I guess.... even we have had our bit of not being in talking terms for days together(remember the tikki anna episode…).
My childhood friend Dablu tells me that when we were in class II... i went up to him and announced,” I have seen God” and when he curiously asked,” how does he look like?”. I said-"he just looks like my Anniya-big and strong”. Now that’s an image worth living upto.wont u say?
Well there's another thing that’s very important part of our lives that is "Raksha bandhan".The two of us are not very religious unlike our dear sister but we still follow this b'tiful ritual invested with a lot of sentiment.
subah subah ...as i prepare the thali for the aarti,my own mood changes. A certain solemnity gets into me. I light the diyas,make sure there is kumkum and a few grains of rice in a tiny silver container, keep some of yr favorite mithai handy,,and u always look embarrassed .U did so even when u were an awkward adolescent who found it very silly and u do it even today when u realize its importance .U sit dutifully enough, and stare into the flames while i revolve the thali 5 times around yr face in a clockwise direction. Nobody speaks. Its a still and sombre few minutes we share. and not to 4get i always keep bullying u into giving me presents, specifying exactly what i want and i think u have fulfilled all my desires to a certain extent.(he he!!!)
Now i think i have written enough good about u..U know wut was that dat irritated me the most i.e when u roam about the entire house dripping wet in that stupid bath towel of yours after u have taken bath and how irritated akkiya and i used to get. This guy doesnt even wash his hands after eating cause he wud often b glued to th tv.I hope u get rid of that habit of yours.
All in all-

Hopefully, all of us will continue to be as close and loving towards one another as we are at present. but things cant be predicted. Who can tell what lies ahead? To you...Mum n Papa entrust the well-being of me and akkiya.I m sure you will do what needs to be done by me when the occasion arises.....
I WONT TELL U THAT I LOVE YOU................BECAUSE THESE 3 GOLDEN WORDS HAVE LOST THEIR SHINE THESE DAYS .....AND I GUESS THINGS WRITTEN ABOVE WOULD HAVE SAID IT ALL..

Yours lovingly,
….u know who