well very vain i know but hey we cant be perfect always :)
this bhai dujh, in bengali we call it bhai phota .. which is the most important festival for us bro sis in bengalis, we do celebrate rakhi but thats an adapted thing .. by tradition bhai phota is the mother..
anyways this bhai phota nothing really special happened .. we celebrated it with adapted grandeur .. earlier ma would make a 2 course grande bengali meal ie main course and awesome deserts, this year since both of us (bro and me) need to loose weight we told ma not to bother !
later in the evening when i realized we did not do all the traditional things we usually do, i felt a bit sad, and started thinking about our relation.
has it changed over the years ? yes it has
is it good that it has changed ? yes
why is it good that it has changed ? we give each other more space and i guess we trust each other more
but did we not promise that we would never change ? yes we did and to keep that promise we never changed our fighting pattern, i still complain to ma and baba when we fight and he still whacks me when i do that !
how does change matter ? well it does matter if this change makes us happy its good else time for a change again !!
am i happy ? the heck i am ... cant imagine a more crazy, pain in the ass bro am so impossibly in love with .. and the family too .. however nutty, they rock my little world !
smiling to myself and on seeing my brother frowning at me, i gave him a friendly whack which he reciprocated with vengeance .. i realized yes we did have our own traditional bhai phota after all :)
the phota.. that is the tikka
the arti.. wading off the evil
thats me bhai n ma ... kodak moment
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