While chasing my brother I didn’t think twice whether I’ll lost or not? Why even I am chasing him? Though, I knew my dad won’t like it. I am not supposed to do this. I love my brother like hell. I am obsessed with his personality. I always wonder why my dad didn’t like him much.
That’s sad for me.. it’s all starts when a day my mum scold to my elder bro and he got pissed off and ran away from house being a 14 years old boy he was little stubborn kid. At the time I was only 6 years old. In search of my brother, I start wandering with one of his friend. And when I found him, I start chasing him and being a 6 yrs kiddo I lost somewhere in the market. My lovely brother when found this he came to me and ask you silly person, why are you coming behind me when you don’t know the way to go back.
I really don’t know the way to go back.. I tried to follow him he was my hero ..I trusted him blindly..
Ohh Bro I really missed you so much.
I wonder if I knew the way to go back.. I still find my self in a lost street .. sometimes I don’t know what am doing and for what reasons.
May be this blog writing helps me to find this…. It’s a incomplete story I know.. I haven’t a good command over vocabulary. But I want to share my story in simple words. Ill come back again…..
