I remember,
Someone asked me, "Do you have brother?"
I said, yes
Now I will asked to those who don't have,
"Do you like to have?"
My story,
I still remember those painful words that my brothers told me but remembering at this age seems funny. Those painful words always says that " You are brought home from dustbin, from river and sometimes says, "You are adopted". I always regretted to have my bigger brother. Always bullying the little princess. That little momma girl always in tears, wiping her tear by mother clothes.
As I am growing bigger and bigger, day by day, I am able to understand his love and affection towards me, clearly. I came to know that my brother was the greatest gift my parents ever gave me. Today, even though we apart from each other I can smell your fragrance around me. I want to mingle with your fragrance forever. Today whenever I see our old picture the flash back start and seeing present make me worth.
At this age, I come to know that, "Brothers love and affection is different one" . Now and than I am grateful to have my bigger brother. To have brother are blessed.
Thank you.




