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I love you

There are some people who are closest to your heart...U might not got to them and express your love to them all the time...you fight with them like savaged beasts...you irritate the hell out of them...you get on their nerves...but deep down somewhere, you know that you love them, with all your heart...and no one can change that fact...your love for them is irreplaceable...I'm blessed to have one such person in my life...

                                                                                       
My brother....H
nickname: Rajnikant...Yanna rascala, mind it!

                                                                                     

                                                                                    

everything's so much better and funnier and peaceful and happy when he's around...
I once remember I was crying and he came up to me and asked whether I needed water...he was 6 yrs old then...I couldn't help smiling at him even when I was in so much pain....
He means my life to me!
I know he'll be there with me in every dance of life!
My brother. My life. 
I love you, bro.

Comments

Pri said…
sweet!
i love the last pic and he looks too cute in the superman T-shirt :D
June 19, 2010 at 3:05 PM
Dreamcatcher said…
i know...he's a sweetheart....:)....
June 20, 2010 at 6:54 AM
- Sugar Cube - said…
OMG! I can relate so much with this post! I have a younger bro too and he is such a sweetheart :)

Whenever he sees me upset..he comes to me and asks me why am I sad.If I say nothing..he simply hugs me ... it simply makes my day!
Oh and he's just 5 ;)

Nice post =)
June 21, 2010 at 1:46 AM
Dreamcatcher said…
awww...sugarcube, dats so nycccc....
i know, younger brothers r total cuties.....
but dey sure get on ur nerves wen dey hav to....
but dats a part of the sibling-thing...
n m lovin it...:)
June 21, 2010 at 6:44 AM
Molly said…
http://xoxoimawriter.blogspot.com/2010/06/25-things-about-me.html

Check out my 25 Things blog that I tagged you in!!! :)
June 21, 2010 at 11:14 AM
Dreamcatcher said…
thanks thnks thnks....feelin so special...:D
June 22, 2010 at 12:44 AM
- Sugar Cube - said…
Haha..yeah dats true! But its fun always fun in the end :)
June 23, 2010 at 11:47 PM
Dreamcatcher said…
yeah it totally is....dats wat makes d relation even memorable n better! :)
June 24, 2010 at 12:49 AM
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