Sunday, October 7, 2018

We are the Pillars of Strength to Each Other! #SiblingStories


#SiblingStories is a blogging train hosted by Ila Varma in collaboration with the Brand Ang Tatva. 32 esteemed bloggers from blogging fraternity have joined hands to participate in the Blog train to Talk about their Siblings to revive the sweet and tickling hours spent with their cute siblings and unearth the golden memories of the past. In the fast pace of life, the array of emotions, sweet and sour, salt & pepper gets buried. The blogger and the host of this campaign, Ila Varma love to divulge in the past and unwrap the pleasant stories of #SiblingTalk.

Mrinal Madhukar shares his unusual experience reminiscing the time spent with his younger bro. Let's hear his story in his own words.









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There are few memories we always cherish, no matter how old we grow with them but they remain close to your heart because it is about someone with whom we are close and dear with - Our Sibling. Being the eldest one among the two of us - Brothers, our relation is somewhat like one where both of us look at each other and ensure the other is always away from any kind of problem. Of course, it matters that we exchange the pleasantries, talk to each other and wish on the important days but actually, both of us expect and to matter is to stand for each other whenever the either of us is in need.


“ Because brothers don’t let each other wander in the dark alone.”– Jolene Perry

Looking back, we were never really the actual naughty kind of kids while growing up. We had a different equation, back then in the era of late 90’s and early millennium, playing cricket was a core activity that both of us used to do together. Though it was just about regular colony cricket, there was a lot of planning that went in for that, and we would be regularly scolded for putting ball marks on the walls by throwing back and forth on it. That is a good strong memory of growing up, I remember how my little brother would take the bat away if he was not convinced that he was out, sounds funny when I recollect now. That was then and there, but as we grew up, we chose our paths where we wanted to see ourselves placed in life and today, fortunately, we both of us have realized our dream.



I know my brother is guided more by the emotions, and his passion for writing took him past the regular crowd of engineering and placed him there. That was some time of our lives when in the final year of his engineering, he dropped me a message stating how badly he wanted to be something else. At first, I was astonished, he had trusted me to let it out to the family and try my best to make it work, but I guess that is what the elder ones are supposed to, use their “elder wand” and help their younger ones to come out and face the world with their passion.


 Somehow, everyone in the family took it well, and I loved how brilliantly my brother in no time pushed himself and carved a niche for himself in the world of journalism. Every time I think about it, I feel proud of him.


We both are not that expressive when it comes to telling “Hey Brother I love you” but it is understood between us. I try taking lead to be there for him, my overprotection does get irritating for him at times. I am aware of my habit of being an overprotective irritant but I guess I will be so as long as I live, coz I guess that’s what Brothers do, silently be there for one another. And like I always wish for and say, no matter what I do, I want him to watch him achieving the best of everything in the world and make it bigger than all of us.

There is a marginal difference of two years and 3 months but we have a respect for each other. When I see other kids fighting, cribbing or blaming each other, I too wish to get into such situation with my bro...but we never indulged. We are different, we hardly exchanged bitter words. Being elder, I succumbed to his childish demands and never ever complained. Once or twice, I spanked him but he never retaliated or get into action…he cried and that was enough to tear my heart out...and say sorry.

We are different in many terms but still, an unseen force attracts us and we are indeed the pillar of strength for each other. He fills my shortcomings and I conceal his and we work together on our strength. 

When I feel low or defeated, I look for his assurance that all will be well. On the emotional front, I am emotional and his lookout is quite practical. He guides me on these moments where I feel stuck.

May this compatibility and partner in crime remains the same throughout life.



I love him and wish to have him as my sibling in my next life.


“ Nothing can stop me from loving my brother.”– Brandy Norwood


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14 comments:

  1. That’s a lovely heartfelt account of two brothers. Touching indeed! Looking forward to the rest 😁

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  2. Yup. This is the expression of my elder son. Thanks Prerna

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  3. The bond we share with elder brother is different. I don't have a brother but I have two cousin brothers and they r like real brothers to me and my sister.
    #SiblingStories #Siblingtalks

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  4. This is such a heartwarming post. I share the similar bond with my baby brother. Loved reading it #siblingstories #siblingtalks

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  5. I commented on this post a day back and it is still not here... so let me just say again that bonding is rather well brought out and I have loved reading this post.

    Arvind Passey
    www.passey.info

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  6. Loved this post, Ila. So warm and lovely. Made me go back to my own childhood days.

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  7. I also grew up in 90s and my core activity was also to play cricket. It took me back to the days when my summer vacation used to be full of cricket tournaments. It was heartfelt and nostalgic post for me.

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    1. Every kid of India wantsd to be cricketer n kids can be seen playing cricket at every nukkad.

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  8. It is mostly sisters who are more expressive in their feelings towards siblings. Wonderful to read a brothers account for his brother. Such a heartfelt post this was.

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  9. This is such a beautiful and emotional story. And coming from a guy it sounds even cuter. Looking forward to writing my own story with my sister.

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  10. If you are older, you automatically take on the role of a mentor to the younger sibling. Happy to know that you supported him in one of the major decisions of life and that speaks more than the regular 'I love you bro'

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  11. Nice write up , brothers are like best buddies and partner in crime :)

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  12. What a heartfelt account...being the elder sibling always makes you overprotective without even conscious thought. Well expressed.

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