I don't have any own brothers by default! But it's all compensated by the wonderful brothers i have got as cousins and friends-turned-brothers. I call them my "brother-friend"S...! :-) Oh God! These brothers are one mixed bag. They make you go all crazy, make fun of you, make you run around them, make you do their work, irritate you, torture you, hit you, pinch you, fight with you and everything else under the sun! But then they love you too. Maybe unsaid, or rarely said. Unshown, or rarely shown. But always FELT! You know they are alwys there for you. You are in trouble? The moment you call them they are THERE, n the next moment they are right in front of you HERE!
There is a little boy inside the man who is my brother ...
Oh, how I hated that little boy. And how I love him too.
Love all my brothers! Not often said, but always meant! :-)