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Dear Little Brother

To
The Dearest Brother,

Dated - 31-March-2016

Winters it were of 1996!! 02nd January it was. And I was blessed with a charming and cute bro. Since then we have been each others lifeline. We have fought like mad people in our early years (being kids). Now that we are grown ups, you tend to act more maturely and give me advises. Though I still remember the day you were born. I thought that now Mum and Dad would start loving me less to love you more. But that didn't happen. In fact, I found myself loved by another person, so sweet and so special. That person is you! The first you held my hand, I felt it was my responsibility to never let anything hurt you. You are my baby brother and I could do anything to make you smile. I love you dear.

Your sometimes notorious behavior,
Your many-a-times mood getting upset
You getting upset on small little things
are missed by me when I am not home.
  
I miss our secret talks during the night
when we lie on the bed on each others side.
Sharing secrets, acting insane, late night dancing,
are missed by me under my room's shade.

Creating noise, playing music
while all others were busy resting.
Fighting for the bed side, the most loved part of the for me.

May God bless you with so much of happiness that you are overwhelmed and constantly reminded that we are praying for you.

Regards,
Your Brother


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