My Brother.

For a long long time have I been yearning to have a brother of my own. Now you might be wondering what "my own" would be like. My own brother would be the one who'd stand by me for everything, protect me from life, people and the harshness, the crudeness, and the frigidity that's in it. Someone whom I can look up to and trust blindly on. My tai does all of that too. Knowing how it's like and what I miss a lot, she tries her best fill in for the position and has done quite well too.  But what a "Brother" can be/do, only a brother can be/do.

The thing is that, I do have a couple of brothers (maternal and paternal relations) but none of them is as close to me. We meet once in a while, when we do, we have a little too distant casual relations. More of what we call as being acquaintances.

When I was much younger, it was my Sapan dada who was on the throne and I loved him for that.. Eventually, he moved out of town for a lot of years and the contact was broken and from being great friends and pretty much being siblings, we now are just acquaintances too.. Oh, I so miss him!

* Sigh *

Anyway!

So, the point of the whole thing is, I met this one guy a couple of years back. We'd meet on and off at RMO and he was nothing more than just another RMite for me. We'd never as much as exchanged messages or calls. Just by chance if we both would be present at RMO, we'd hang out together with others, if not, it hardly mattered.

The fact was that, it did matter and I certainly would wonder what he's upto if it were his regular time to be at RMO and he wouldn't be there.. But I never realy realized it.

Now, one day, I heard from RMO Public that Stephen (this guy I'm talking about) is planning to move to Pune. (P U N E!!!! WTF! It should rather be me!!! :-| )  And later it was confirmed by him. That was when we got a li'l closer and started talking a li'l more than before.. The theme, but of course, being PUNE. Pune's a city that we both LOVE and we'd talk a LOT about. Amidst it, one day after a few days gap, when I went to RMO, he had disappeared.

A few days down, he appeared online on Gtalk. Now this is where the main story begins. He appeared on Gtalk and we chatted for a while.. This went on for a few days and became our habit.. We'd chat all night everyday and there would hardly be a night when we had nothing to talk about. If either of our net was down or something like that, we'd talk on phone all night. And about any, A N Y crazy topic under the sun. Why under? Perhaps even above the sun! We'd share everything, happiness and sorrows of life and everything else.. Suddenly, we grew so close, that I started to look up to him for almost everything. I'd want his opinion for almost everything and would want to discuss the craziest and wackiest things; things I wouldn't have dared to discuss with anyone else for the sake of avoiding embarrassment or awkwardness or even being proved to be a weirdo, that I am. And trust me, it felt great. It still feels great to talk to him, to share with him.  And as I said before, I started looking up to him for everything..

Then one day, I went to Pune too and didn't have much cash on me. And actually, neither did he. Infact, he had many more responsibilities than me. But he'd still meet me everyday. All of those days together, he really and truly made me feel like I just found what I've been looking for all these years. I just found the best brother in him. He did really take care of me like I were his younger sister. Bliss.

It touched. It touched deep. and guess what, my long wait came to the best place in the world and I found one of the most valuable gems in the world. I found a brother, or rather The Brother.


Love ya Stephen!.. Love ya lots bro!!
Don't ever leave me!!

Yours,

Chai