An invisible bond!
Siblings - It's not just a word but is a relationship which is a mixture of a father, a mother and a friend. It's an invisible bond which keeps us together even if we are physically apart. This relationship has it's thick and thins but at the end of the day it is the love what matters.
"Mumma , when will I have a baby?" My five year old son asked me one day. That day I saw my own childhood in the eyes of my son. Seeing him play with his friend's younger sister just brought back my old memories.
"Amma, I also want a baby." I used to cry at the age of six or seven. Watching my friends having their brother or sister made me envy them. I used to hope for a brother or sister everyday. I was nine when Amma gifted me my sweet little muchkin. Ohh! To hold him in my hands was a pure joy. Now even after twenty five years it still feels so refreshing. My first baby, my baby brother.
As any other kin, we used to argue on senseless things however become one group when any other person used to reprove us.
Somedays when I used to be very mad at him, I wished with all my heart to be a single child in my next life but another moment I would be the one pampering him the most.
There are so many instances which back then used to make me irritated but now thinking of them brings a smile on my face. From doing his art work to the time shopping for his favourite toy from my first salary, every memory is fresh till date. With his twinkling eyes and a dimple smile he used to make every one of us at home his admirer. I wonder, I should have better known this while wishing for a sibling. His bringing me gifts on Rakshabandhan from his pocket money was one of the sweetest memories of my sibling's diary.
After 11 years of marriage, two kids and the geographical distance between us I wish to be his sister in all my lives after this one. He is the first one whom I loved and did everything for selflessly. He was my rock solid support during some worse times of my life. His presence lifted my spirits when I was going through some major depressing times. I'm blessed to have him in my life and can't even imagine my life without him.
My decision on having a second child would always be the bond which I share with my brother. I wish my children share a similar affection like I and my brother have. We both know we are there for one another.
Siblings are the branches of the same tree.. always connected.