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Thursday, August 9, 2012

Found, Lost & Found Again..... The Perfect Brother!!!


While I was typing this, I saw a message on my phone which read, “This year I have only your Rakhi on my wrist, I am so happy. Lots of love to you.” He was happy and so was I. 


How do I describe him??? Hmmm.... Let me try. He is tall, has a lean frame and is pretty handsome. He has brightly twinkling eyes, a smile that spreads across his serene face, an attitude that’s contagiously positive and a heart that only loves. He can instantly make you fall in love with him with his witty answers and a heartfelt grin. I have known him for 20 years now or even more. But then there is something about him that makes me love him more and more.

When we first met he was about twelve and I was about 2. He often tells me that as kids we have lovely memories something that only siblings can boast of. He still recalls that he was very fond of me and enjoyed pulling my cheeks. I remember roaming around the colony while he would happily carry me in his arms. He wished he had a sister like me and I wished for an elder brother, just like him. Time passed by and we were growing up together. But then something happened and we suddenly lost contact with each other.I remember the last time that I saw him was when I was about 8 years old. And then after a decade I heard about him.



I was doing my graduation and was completely lost in my own world. He had built a promising career for himself, had a very lovely wife and a son. He somehow managed to get our contact number through a dad’s friend and called up my mother. He instantly expressed his desire to meet us. I had almost forgotten his face except for his big bright eyes. When we met it was a very emotional moment. There was so much to discuss and share. There were times when we laughed insanely and times when we would try to hide a tear. We picked up the pieces right from the place we had left them.



Yogesh bhaiya as I call him is more than just a brother to me. He is a friend, guide and a father figure. I can open my heart to him, share the deepest darkest secrets with him, seek his advice when I am lost, sulk and crib when I am stuck and share my smiles when I am jumping of joy. No we are not relatives, not family friends either. Then???? Strange as it may sound, Bhaiya’s family was just a neighbor to one of my dad’s close relative. Whenever we visited our relative, we would meet up with bhaiya and his family too. We would play together, make noise around do a lot of mischief. Slowly and steadily our families became fond of each other and we became family. But then things went sour with our relatives and we stopped visiting them. Obviously we also lost contact with bhaiya and his family. Those were the days when telephone was an object of luxury. So no contact at all except for the fact that we existed in each other’s prayers.

There is something about bhaiya. Right from my childhood, I was always drawn to him, his thoughts and ideals. Bhaiya and I share more than just love. It is beyond that. I am not sure if we think alike. May be we do or may be we don’t. I am really not sure. He has always been a source of inspiration to me. The way he forgives people is beyond the reach of a common man. He is downright honest and a man of his words. I have never seen him judge people or their lives. Every one is here for a purpose, he says gently. His modesty and selfless nature makes him beloved to many. The grin on his face is independent of what life has offered him. He is happy, always. Probably that’s the reason why he has been instrumental in changing so many lives around him. Every time I went to him with a problem he smiled and said, "now think about the solution too."

Bhaiya has filled our life with his abundant unconditional love. People who see us often think that we come from the same genome. But as bhaiya always says, “Some things are thicker than blood, our relationship is one of them”.
My favoritest picture of Bhaiya


Bhaiya, as you turn a year older and handsomer and wittier, I pray that you be blessed with all the joy and wealth of the world. While Rakesh and I will always love you, we also want you to know that you mean so much to us!! This year you made my Rakshabandhan so so special. You know what I am talking about. :)

Happy Birthday and lots of love to you!!

Hugs,
Rakesh and Khushi!! 

4 comments:

exlwithme1 said...

I think that this little sister of mine has been completely biased in her opinion about me because she loves me a lot. As a saying is that love is blind, in her case it is deaf and even dumb. She simply does not look at many of my flaws on which i have been working right from the day I have become conscious of but also she refuses blatantly to hear and talk about it when people want to point on the same. yet, I am proud to say that how so ever it may seem insane we share this mutual awe and admiration for each other. Love you always and I am always in bliss when I think of You! This is my best Birthday present ever...
Yogesh Pandey

Shreyasi Majumdar (Twinky) said...

Yogesh Bhaiya is one in a million -a gem among people and of course brothers. I wish I was closer to him in all these years during rakshabandhan, but God is witness that he has been in my heart and in my prayers. God bless you always bhaiya - Twinky

exlwithme1 said...

Every time I read this I feel that a writer is completely obsessed about this character which coincidentally I am. I feel that there is so much love in her heart and she is showering upon everyone yet maximum is on me.

Well, with all honesty I must say that I liked reading it again...love you Khushboo for being the way you are.

exlwithme1 said...

Every time I read this I feel that a writer is completely obsessed about this character which coincidentally I am. I feel that there is so much love in her heart and she is showering upon everyone yet maximum is on me.

Well, with all honesty I must say that I liked reading it again...love you Khushboo for being the way you are.