My dearest brother,
It is this time of the year when a genuine smile draws on my face when I think of all the fights and the quick patch ups. When I think of the scoldings we took together, when I think of all the mischief and the tears.
When I think of the stupid jokes and the comforting hugs, when I think of your annoying comments on everything I do but absolutely not allowing anyone else to comment on it.
When I think of all the times we played pranks and every time you said, "please don't tell mom. " A genuine endless smile draws on my face!
Happy Rakshabandhan!
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