Things that happen when your younger brother is around

In honor of my little brother’s 21st birthday ( If he reads this, I can just imagine him rolling his eyes praying for patience 😝)  here are 21 things that happen whenever he’s around

1. We always fight for the remote 


2. We always finish the chocolates from the fridge before the other gets a chance

3. We always mock complain to our parents, or atleast I go like, ‘Mommmm!!’ as a throw-caution-to-the-winds 😂

4.  We love telling on each other’s deepest dismays to our parents  

5. We take turns in doing household work. And if it is not our turn we won’t dont do it. 

6. When Dad or Mom calls, “Why does is it have to be me? Why dont u tell him?” 

7. We like messing each other’s things just to wind the other up.  
8. We always have an eye on the other’s plate at meals

9. I always offer him advice, but he is too cool for my old school 

10. So naturally, I get a shock if he asks for my advice

11. I always buy him gifts but I don’t get any in return 


12. We have synchronized morning schedules to avoid getting into arguments 

13. We cover up for each other 


14. If I’m bored I can always bug him

15. We always criticize each other’s likes and mimic each other just to wind each other up. 

16. He lets me bat while playing cricket which no one else allows me to do 🏏😁

17. We team up and irritate mom 😈😈

18. He is a great support during the dreaded “family functions”. We don’t even have to communicate with words.

19. I can gossip with him – he atleast listens to it all. 😜

20. And this is one thing every sibling tells the other – that Mom and Dad love us more than them😂 

21. But seriously speaking little bro, I feel that U should get all the chances that I didnt. And we are all proud of U and want to see U happy. 

Once again, 

It’s all a Mess

Yes indeed!!
Me, I’m a mess!! I wake up half in sleep, sleep walk through my breakfast, mechanically pull out outfits from the almari( I don’t even check if it matches), just scoop my hair behind in a clip and dash off for work.

Normally, I hate mess except when it’s my mess!
So I will keep my room messy until such time as I decide fit to get up and clean it.
My mess is more like orderly dis-organization. I know exactly why everything is lying around the way it is.
I don’t like people touching my stuff; I absolutely hate it when they use it without my permission (as if it’s their inheritance) and I get so angry when they don’t replace it back in it’s proper place 😠

And quite often ‘messy‘ is the term I would use to describe my life’s status. I may look like I am following a routine, like everything is going really smoothly in my life, but uncover the lid and u will find a mess.
I confess, “I don’t know what I’m doing!!!”.

And as for my heart, it’s cogs are all entwined into haywire…

Scribed #2

She looked out of the window and sighed. The scenery was passing too fast today as if the driver seemed to be in a hurry to drop them off. She frowned. She wished the driver would slow down a little. She liked to watch the morning ruckus – people in the cars impatiently buzzing their honks at the ones in front, the bikers with their succinct bikes did not have any such problem, the people out in the fields already at work, people walking to grocery stores and fish market, school busses with kids. Watching all this brought a normalcy touch to the day. 

She frowned again. The driver had again pressed on the accelerator. The scenes flashed more quickly. Her frown deepened as she realized her life too was speeding away from her with each day. And just like this bus, someone else was in the driver’s seat of her life’s car. They steered her life and decided the speed, the routes and who would be in the car with her. Much as she wanted to shake them off from the driver’s seat, she couldn’t. Moreover, she dint know how to drive. The more zest she tried to ingest in her bones the more frustrated it made her. 

She needed a distraction. She concentrated on the song playing through her ear phones. It was the new ShahRukh – Anushka song. She had taken an  instant liking to this song when she first heard it. She din know why. But the tune stayed stuck in her mind and she couldn’t get it out.  Right now she could do with any type of distraction.