My younger brother left for Delhi today. As much as we have frequent disagreements amongst ourselves, at the end of the day, he is my brother so I felt a little sad as I watched him get in the car and drive away. These are the few moments I get a sense of him as the son of the house. As cliche as this may sound and as much as I try to root for equal status of sons and daughters, somehow the notion that he holds more importance creeps in inside me.
Usually I would have advised him against travelling in the summer heat but this time it is for a good reason. I hope he can achieve his goal in the following two months. He has to make something of himself before time runs out.
Good luck Kalay.
Good luck Kalay.
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