To You, With Love

Kirrin had her 2nd final exam today. A little snappy, a little anxious, a little scared but still kinda relaxed; she headed down towards the breakfast table.

Today Sam, her brother, was supposed to drop her to school. As he was cleaning his bike in the porch, the shrilling whistle which was trying to completely annihilate the ‘Summar of 69’ made her feel cantankerous like never before. “Bryan Adams would die if he heard this ‘adaptation’ of his creation.” She thought to herself.

She frowned and ate her breakfast.

A few minutes later he gave a jolted start to the bike and waited for her, honking every two seconds.

She came, climbed and the next moment the bike was airborne.

They had almost reached her school when suddenly another bike was in front of them, all ready to ram into kirrin’s brother’s bike. And as luck would have it, BANG!! It did ram into the bike giving Kirrin such a joggle that she fell down with a thud.

As she was trying to gather herself and her stuff with a shocked open mouth, she heard her brother’s bike take a screechy turn and the next moment- he was gone.

And here she was with a bleeding knee and here he was, her brother who did not bother to look at her, forget taking her to the doctor.

So many years have passed, where turmoil has been a part of the relationship. And it is said that when all is in the state of turmoil, singleness of purpose becomes very important that goads you to achieve something in life.

Kirrin is still waiting.

Her birthdays, so many of them.

Her first job.

Her first salary.

The wait has prolonged a little too much.

Today Kirrin is all set. Sitting pretty and ready, waiting for her knight in shining armour to sweep her of her feet.

Somebody’s jaw trembles as she jumps into her guy’s car.

As the car is about to leave, he comes near her and gazes into her deep brown eyes. He gives her an envelope which says, To You, With Love.

As she opens the envelope, there are 3 words written on the piece of paper, as white as his face and as blank as his eyes,

‘I DO CARE’

She looks back in reverie, and thinks of all the times that she had spent with him.

With tears and frustration there was somewhere a satisfaction of him being around. But when I was sitting on that road all alone with a gash, why did he go away.

She still can’t answer that. But knows that the only man in her life who loves her as much as that knight in shining armour is, him.

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Brothers can be a little uncanny and we might find it really hard to understand them but they DO CARE. I hope somebody is listening………..!! Don’t mind if I have taken too much of liberty.