this post, i dedicate to my brother.
who is about to embark on the next chapter of his life. an important one, no doubt. one that will surely leave a very distinct mark on him for the next phases of his life.
Muhammad Khairulddin Bin Md Nor.
3 years younger than me, but one hella of a world of a difference.
perhaps the ying and yang, or, the black and white, if ure to contrast myself and him.
he looks, act, think differently. and if one is to study our ultra different lives, one would ask, hey, is he really your brother.
yes. we fought alot. not juz verbal. but physical as well.
and im mightily guilty of almost all those times we traded punches.
for a long while, i couldnt stand the sight of him.
i hated him to the max, especially during when my stupid juvenile phase was at its prime.
i couldnt accept him, as he really was.
perhaps, i wanted him to be like me.
but i realise, that hey, the least i could do is to accept his differences. and yeah. he has his good points too. one thing about him, which i dont have, is the fact that he is able to connect more with my sisters. a quality which i still, admittedly, lack very much.
he may not be academically inclined, but he has his own talents and interests. and music is certainly one of them. even though he finds studies a chore, i can see he actually work hard to master his musical interests. and rite now, he would diligently train himself in playing his electric guitar (he saved up himself to get himself one) and rehearsing his drum sets.
ppl, including me once, mistook his disinterest towards his studies due to utter laziness. but, perhaps, he wants to lead his life his own way, and that is through music. at the very least, he had the initiative that get what he wants by working his ass off for it.
i dont really talk much with him, lest for those sessions where he will piss my momma off, and then, i will get mad.
and i do wanna change tt. even if it means i haf to blur down my fuckin high ego. but its not gonna be overnite, thats for sure. perhaps, his stint in the army will make me closer to him.
he is to report at tekong this 6th dec. yes. the army. mcm abang dia jugak.
and ill be there to see him off, but not without a proper running down on what to expect down there the night before.
im not expecting him to excel much, but the very least, i want him to come out of the BMT in one piece, alive.
for all our differences and conflicts, this fact still remains, i love him, and he loves me too.
for he is my brother.
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