My darling, my charming, and my favourite younger brother at a gig last night. When he is not composing, reading, writing, keeping awake to find ingenious ways to make the world a better place. When he is not painting, or being the perfect brother that he is, he picks his guitar up, or let's his fingertips bring life to the keys of the piano just like the magical dust that he sprinkles on each of us makes us better because of him being around us. He raises us to love ourselves more, and his lips break into a satisfied smile when he observes how we hand over that love he has given us to someone else. He enjoys doing what he loves, and we enjoy watching him enjoy doing what he loves, and love him even more for living his dream.
We are fortunate to have him in the family. I would never choose any other time to be born, if I am ever given a chance; a life without my brother would be no life worth living. Only in the rarest of the rare instances do the younger one's become the torchbearers of the legacy when the older ones are still alive, but he is one who has managed to reach heights that when we watch him our eyes go moist with pride and our chests swell with love. I would give my life for him without thinking a wink, and that is what he deserves - us to love him the way he deserves to be loved: with our heart and soul, and with every ounce of our blood, although somewhere I feel that is still not enough for what he is to us and what he does for us.
We are fortunate to have him in the family. I would never choose any other time to be born, if I am ever given a chance; a life without my brother would be no life worth living. Only in the rarest of the rare instances do the younger one's become the torchbearers of the legacy when the older ones are still alive, but he is one who has managed to reach heights that when we watch him our eyes go moist with pride and our chests swell with love. I would give my life for him without thinking a wink, and that is what he deserves - us to love him the way he deserves to be loved: with our heart and soul, and with every ounce of our blood, although somewhere I feel that is still not enough for what he is to us and what he does for us.
Love you my Zee!!!
You are lucky to have a brother like him. He deserves all the love in the world. Keep smiling and spreading joy :)
ReplyDeleteIndeed. We are all lucky to have Ali, who gives so much of himself to the world. Thank you so very much for your kind words.
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