wonderwall-ing.

i had never thought that i'd ever see him get so weak. he's always been like a wonderwall to me. turning up the sun for me and telling me to keeping dreaming. never let go of your dreams, he said all of last year when i seemed to have lost all my strength. when i was almost turning into a bulimic he screamed on the phone and forced me to finish my meals on time. when i wasn't studying, he'd tell me how much faith ma-baba had in me and how proud he'd be to see me doing well. during fever, i was forced to gargle and have suprimox every night...

today it was different. one of those midsummer afternoons when the sun cloaks itself and refuses to shine. he refused to shine today. wonderwall tumbling down. are you feeling down today? keno? i knew why, yet i asked. then, we spoke. we've spoken like that before and we'll do it again and again. he needed some wonderwall-ing from me today. and i'd be there i told him. forever. even if we stay in different cities later because in the end we're just siblings born apart. and he's the bestest bhai in the universe.

and bestest bhai isn't weak. he's just tumbled down a bit. we'll get him back to form again,won't we? i need a bulldozer to dent me, he says. love and godbless.

you're just sounding like a concerned sister. that really made my day. love you. hugs.