History Repeats

I was raised in a family of five, where i have 2 very bright brothers. My elder brother, KY and my younger brother Win Sern. I was the middle one who always gets into trouble. KY will always bully me and Win Sern being mommy's pet always get me into trouble.


The 3 TEOHs

Back like almost 9 years ago, my elder brother decides to go to US for his degree. I remember we were all there to bid him good bye. It never occure to me that i will feel the missing portion if he's gone. I even feel happy thinking that finally the one who use to bully me is finally going away.

After spending sometime there at the airport he finally went on the plane. Me and the rest of the family went home and then it started to hit me. The house suddenly feels so empty. No one to fight with me for the sofa, no one to debate with me what channel to watch. I then went to the room and cried.

I am always proud to have him as my brother who's now staying in KL working his ass off. Always looking forward for his visits. Even my friends will see it from the look of my face, how happy i will be everytime he's coming back.


My beloved brothers.

Today history repeats itself. My little brother is leaving for Kelantan to join USM there. Being the most obedient of all he's no doubt the most protected among the 3 of us. We went for breakfast this morning before i drop him at the bus station. Spending some alone time with my little brother.

Hoping this day will come later or at least let time pass by a little slower, but it just seems so fast and so soon now that he has to leave. After dropping him at the bus station, as i was turning to head for work, I couldn't help myself but to turn and look at him. Then tears came rolling down. Couldn't help but worried will he able to cope with everything and how soon will he be back for the first visit. I guess I still see him as my little brother and he will always be my little brother.

Sometimes i just wish that we can turn back time, back to the days when we were still kids. Everybody staying under the same roof where we have no worries but being worried by. All the memories remains memories. Wonderful childhood i had with my brothers.


Kids.

I guess we have to accept the fact that everybody is growing up. Now the house seems even more empty, leaving just me and mom. We will always be looking forward for their visits and never stop worrying about their well being.

I love both my brothers and i am very proud of what they have become. They will always hold a special place in my heart, specially made by a sister to brothers.