My very own Superhero

I’ve been thinking of a perfect start to this blog for it’s dedicated to an extremely important and special person in my life. Today, when I look back and picture that tiny little version of mine, the only thing that I’m able to find in common to the grown up version of me would be my superhero. My whole concept of a hero revolved around mainly three factors, number one; who’s capable of creating pure happiness and fun no matter what, number two; who was courageous enough to rebel against my family norms and number three; who was always there for me and also got me gifts along with teddy hugs and kisses. And there summing up the three leads to only one person in my life, that’s my big brother.

                                               Have you ever had a ten year older version of yourself? I think I did. Or maybe it’s because I admired him so much that I grew up wanting to be more like him. Of course I couldn’t ever be. He’s the only person who I’ve found to be capable of actually making the phrase ‘consider your flaws as your perfection’ into reality. His words of wisdom have always inspired me to become a better person but it’s his actions or his way of living which has influenced me even more. I remember one day, when I went to a temple nearby and as usual my mother was so busy booking every pooja available for us. While I was waiting for her to come, I saw this very old lady whole heartedly working so hard to clean up the temple. It was an auspicious day and it was very early in the morning. I felt so bad knowing that while she’s actually supposed to be sleeping warm in her bed, was working. I asked for money from my dad and gave it to her who was so touched that she blessed me and even was teary-eyed. The priest had blessed me but somehow I could feel the true blessing from this old lady. It’s those little things like these that my brother had taught me, he always used to say that instead of wasting money doing poojas help the poor and needy ones by doing which can help us attain a happy life. 

                                                       The best lesson that I believe he has taught me is, to make sure that you’re happy no matter what challenges lies ahead. To have the confidence in yourself, conquer the issues and solve the riddle called life without any regrets. It’s always better that way, to forget your past, learn from your mistakes and move on even happier. Another thing is friendship. Is there anything better than those same old bonds, still strong and going on forever? Actually there is, he married the love of his life. All this might seem like he’s the perfect person in this whole wide world, but trust me everyone has their own crazy side. And he does too, but I guess, I just adore him way too much to let that side keep him from being anything less than perfect to me. Cause, the truth is these were just some of the many values which he had imparted to me.

                                                            I still remember looking up to him with such pride even when I was little. When we used to go out for drives, I enjoyed listening to English songs and when he noticed that he used to ask me to try and figure out the lyrics. Even though then I didn’t know that it could actually help my language, I had fell in love with the whole concept that I still do it. From knowing and gifting me my favourite movie DVD’s to waiting for him to take us out for late night drives, I’d figured out who my superhero was from a very young age. And honestly I was so proud of my brother that I even used to show off so much. I used to feel like a princess every time I said that I’ve an elder brother. And that’s probably the only time I truly didn’t give a damn about what the ones around me whispered about. We were best friends. From playing real fights to complaining about how crap life actually is but to enjoy it anyway, life might’ve happened. But honestly deep down we’re still the same. And it is proved every time team up against my sister who btw now have teamed up with my sister-in-law.  

                                                         Knowing that you don’t have to fear and have the freedom to talk about something to your brother with the full confidence that he’ll be the last one to judge, is the greatest gift any sister could ever ask for. And having a brother like that is the biggest blessing. Being a sister, I wonder how many brothers are out there who are like him, the one who’s elder than you and have already gained so much life experience yet have the empathy to look at things from our perspective as well. One day I’d really want his ideologies to be made into a book, for one, there are so many and also, they all have enough content and sense to influence many lives out there. Time might seem like an enemy to most of us, it is true that day by day we’re getting older. But one thing I’ll always know is that no matter how old I get, I’ll always be my brother’s little girl.

Ps: I know you’ll be definitely reading this, I just want you to know that I can’t wait to watch all those ‘intellectual’ stories that you have in your mind on the big screen.

Just start already!