Dear Baby Brother,
(Ok, you aren't a baby anymore so scratch that..)
Dear little brother,
(That just sounds wrong. You are almost 6 ft tall)
Dearest darling brother,
(Ok lets make do with this for now)
[Wasn't originally meant to be so but totally fits the 30-letter tag]
I was talking to a friend today when I shouted at you today. Ironically I shouted, "Dont shout." My friend said I shouldn't be so mean to you especially for no fault of yours. I know I lose my temper. I know I shout at you when I shouldn't. Most often I displace my anger at you. I could say sorry and finish it off. But somehow, it just feel wrong. And no, it isn't because of my ego. But our relationship is the only relation in the world, I can take for granted. I still remember the days when we used to fight like cats and dogs. Then, Amma would come and shout at us. Either of us (whoever was more angry and less bruised) who lash back and 15 mins later, we would be enjoying the TV or something else and both of us would be miffed at Amma.
I still maintain that I don't care what I say to because in the end, I know it and I hope you know it, it is you and me, till the end! Always and forever!
Arrgh, I wish I could write more to you. But we aren't used to this, are we? Hell, you read my mind. So, finish that damn journal of yours quick. Have fun. I really want to say I love you but you'll just cringe at that. But I do and you know it. And I hope you always follow your heart. I'm right here if and when you need me...
Love (and kisses :P),
Your ELDER sister!
PS: Just realised that I will ACTUALLY have to part with my laptop to let you read this...Damn!