Aaaaaaaaaannnnnd I'm back. Not with a bang. But a grumble. For I slept at 3.30 am and I'm up since six. 6 am, not pm. "You? And wake up at 6? Hahahahahahahahahaha!" Believe it son-_-. No it wasn't out of intention. But rather I was forced to. Like we say in Hindi, "majboori thi yaar". And what was the majboori? Classes! You see, I'm a junior college student, and I have to give my board exams after about a year and half. And that's not all. I also have to write an entrance exam for engineering college. Okay chuck! Even I don't understand my education system, so I'll do no good trying to explain it to you.
Anyways so, I go to class by bus. And today I met an old friend at the bus stop. Actually he's not exactly my friend, but my brother's. We both were in the same school so all of his school friends pretty much knew me as the "little brother". We didn't talk much today, like he just asked me, 'Going to class?' and I said 'yeah'. That's about it. But this guy is someone who I can never forget. Apart from the fact that he's 6'5", he used to be a sort of another elder brother for me in school. There are a lot of things that he had done for me and I'm writing this post just for him.
I remember, when I was in primary (or elementary) school(grade 1 to 4) I used to be this aggressive little kid who used to pick a fight with guys twice his size and age in the school bus. You see, it doesn't take much to provoke me. One insult and I get as mad as, err, a raging rhino :x. So anyways, I used to try and fight big guys like a rat trying to beat up a gorilla (ok, the metaphor was lame :/). And this guy always came in between and saved me. He didn't even tell me anything afterwards. Just, 'Dude, calm down'. And surprisingly, I would listen to him. I wouldn't listen to my own brother and I listened to him. And my brother used to get so pissed at me and go home and tell mom about my antics. I used to get a good scolding from her because of him -_-.
Then after four years passed in this manner, I finally entered secondary school. My mom was really happy. Not because her little son had grown up so much. Because now my brother could keep a closer watch on me. At least she thought he could.
Anyways so, tired of my regular fights in the school bus, my mom decided that I should travel by BEST buses (the public transport buses) with my brother. Yeah that's right. A fifth grader. Travelling by public transport. No biggie. I had my brother with me. And his friend too. Actually I was glad that he was there. And it was a good thing that he was there. Cuz later on, my brother started having tuitions after school. That would mean me coming alone by bus. Still no biggie. I had learnt how to travel by bus and had no problem with it. But I used to be tired as hell. So this friend started going by auto rickshaw cuz my brother wasn't there. And then he used to force me to come with him so that he could drop me. And if I refused, then he used to be like, 'Are you coming or should I pick you up and throw you inside this rick' and then I had to go, cuz I didn't want to piss him off (believe me, one pissed brother is enough). But again, he wasn't doing this cuz my brother was telling him to do so. On his own will. Just like that.
Anyways so, tired of my regular fights in the school bus, my mom decided that I should travel by BEST buses (the public transport buses) with my brother. Yeah that's right. A fifth grader. Travelling by public transport. No biggie. I had my brother with me. And his friend too. Actually I was glad that he was there. And it was a good thing that he was there. Cuz later on, my brother started having tuitions after school. That would mean me coming alone by bus. Still no biggie. I had learnt how to travel by bus and had no problem with it. But I used to be tired as hell. So this friend started going by auto rickshaw cuz my brother wasn't there. And then he used to force me to come with him so that he could drop me. And if I refused, then he used to be like, 'Are you coming or should I pick you up and throw you inside this rick' and then I had to go, cuz I didn't want to piss him off (believe me, one pissed brother is enough). But again, he wasn't doing this cuz my brother was telling him to do so. On his own will. Just like that.
There are countless other times when he had taken me home from school if I was ill (usually having an upset tummy) and my brother wasn't there.
So, RK, if you're reading this, then I'd just like to say that I'm really grateful for everything that you did for me, which I don't think anyone else would have done. Thanks man. Thanks a lot.
So, RK, if you're reading this, then I'd just like to say that I'm really grateful for everything that you did for me, which I don't think anyone else would have done. Thanks man. Thanks a lot.
[P.S. Even my brother had done a lot for me during school days, so regardless of what I said about him, don't picture him as the evil older brother, cuz he wasn't one]
