My Brother and I

I was the happiest person
the day you were born.
You were my playmate
my brother, my best friend.
You were the one who
supported me when i was right,
and it was you who
chided me in my wrong-doings.
You were younger to me,
and i believed it to be my
birth-right to boss you around.
I used to fight with anyone who
dared to scold you,
and you used to bring permissions
when i wanted to watch the television.
You were the sweetest child
i ever came across.
We did have small tiffs
but we never really have a fight.
Then one day this changed,
we developed separate thoughts about things.
Our views began clashing every now and then.
We became too unruly in our fights.
The once amiable relationship
drastically altered.
Our fights grew in numbers,
and we stopped talking.
Silence was perhaps more disastrous.
I felt distant, alienated.
I wanted to speak to you,
but there was too much anger.
The very sight of you made
me change my mind and
slowly the distances grew.
Today I wish to have my confidant back,
but I don't want to bridge the distances.
You will always be best
brother one could ever have.
Still I won't be taking a step
towards you.
It's been too long a time,
and there are no ways of going back.