A Tale of Quiet Reflection

"Di I don't want to ride behind you." he said in an annoyed tone.

"What happened?" I asked with curiosity.

"Err why don't you take the back seat, and I shall drive." he suggested with caution.

"Are you kidding?" I said with anger and continued, "Now, sit back. We have to get that stuff for mom before she gets jumpy."

He sat behind me but with a grumpy face as I zoomed off the Kinetic Honda to the destination.

Picked up and dropped off things in a jiffy.

Later during the day, I saw my little brother still brooding over that incident. I approached him and tried to know the reason and after quite a few rounds of cajoling he confessed.

I was shocked and devastated at the same time. Bit my lip took a couple of breaths and replied in arrogance while placing my hands on my hips, "Well, you have no choice. I am four years elder to you. So, I get to drive, and you shall sit at the back." 

Sure, my brother did not give in easily.

There were arguments, loud and super high ones!

Finally, my mom was the intermediator.

When she came to know the reason, she paused and gave her verdict, "How about you guys take turns?"

"What? Never!" I replied loudly and while dashing to my room I gave out my usual criticism, "I know he is your favorite. No one loves me!"

Alas! Those teen years when the adrenaline was high thus diminishing the power of reasoning!

As hours ticked by, I gave in to the verdict of taking turns to drive the two-wheeler while the other sibling had to sit at the back. Initially, I used to hate it, and would command him to turn slowly or speed up to my convenience, but then eventually gave in and started enjoying the rides.

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Today we are driving our own lives, and making our respective decisions to slow down or take a detour. But, I will never forget those years when my kiddo brother wanted to go shoulder to shoulder with me. After an initial objection, couple of tantrums and outbursts, I embraced him and enjoyed my journey with him until we made different choices in our respective lives. 

Today on this special occasion of Raksha bandhan as I reflect upon the past,  I wish him the best! May his destiny give him the power to make his own stops, halts and apply brakes to make a decision related to his mental, physical, emotional journey thus, leading to a happy, content and gratified life.

#MySiblingRocks

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This is a post for IGP

Can any Journey be perfect?

Any trip can be an eye opener cause they always tend to teach us something in the end.

I remember making this road trip in India when I was a teenager. We were taking an excursion towards Jaipur, a city in Rajasthan.

We had rented a car and hired a driver. Thus, while he was driving the car, my family was sitting and enjoying the ride and the sights around the town.

It was a hot summer afternoon, and Rajasthan is known for its' high temperatures cause of the desert. However, we had our windows rolled up, and the air conditioner was on, with music in the background.

I was in the back seat near the window, enjoying the music and feeling relaxed with the cool air surrounding me.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise and my reflexes were strong enough to turn and hide my face. A person had thrown a stone towards our car, and it hit my window. The shattered glass was all around me. Our driver was quick enough to screech his brakes on time, in order to avoid a mishap on the road.

He was quick to take an exit to the nearest hospital while I lay still  since did not want any of the glass to penetrate further into the skin. That moment, while he was driving, I could feel the warm air blowing through that open window, and felt the changes in temperature and how my body was laying there vulnerable to the circumstance.

No man has control over mishaps. Although, we try hard to make our trips memorable and fun, but no journey is perfect.

Thank god, my wounds were not harsh, and I recovered in no time. We toured the city and returned home with memories.

Mantra for today: All journeys end, but they are not confined to a happy note, thus go with the flow.

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WriteTribe is having a week long festival of words.
Today's word is Travel

Can any journey be perfect?

Any trip can be an eye opener cause they always tend to teach us something in the end.

I remember making this road trip in India when I was a teenager. We were taking an excursion towards Jaipur, a city in Rajasthan.

We had rented a car and hired a driver. Thus, while he was driving the car, my family was sitting and enjoying the ride and the sights around the town.

It was a hot summer afternoon, and Rajasthan is known for its' high temperatures cause of the desert. However, we had our windows rolled up, and the air conditioner was on, with music in the background.

I was in the back seat near the window, enjoying the music and feeling relaxed with the cool air surrounding me.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise and my reflexes were strong enough to turn and hide my face. A person had thrown a stone towards our car, and it hit my window. The shattered glass was all around me. Our driver was quick enough to screech his brakes on time, in order to avoid a mishap on the road.

He was quick to take an exit to the nearest hospital while I lay still  since did not want any of the glass to penetrate further into the skin. That moment, while he was driving, I could feel the warm air blowing through that open window, and felt the changes in temperature and how my body was laying there vulnerable to the circumstance.

No man has control over mishaps. Although, we try hard to make our trips memorable and fun, but no journey is perfect.

Thank god, my wounds were not harsh, and I recovered in no time. We toured the city and returned home with memories.

Mantra for today: All journeys end, but they are not confined to a happy note, thus go with the flow.

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