Hearing his dad’s footsteps pounding on the staircase, almost-5-year old Ram mustered all his assertiveness and told in no uncertain words to his 43-year old dad, “Appa, I want you to say sorry to anna because you made him sad.” Soon after that he extended his arms to Hari lovingly enticing him to hug him, “it will make you feel better Hari.”
What goes around comes around. Hari has his protective antennas peeking out for his little brother at all times, little wonder that Ram stands up for his big brother when his chips are down.
I am not able to point my finger at one reason. Is it the abundant time in each other’s company these past few weeks? is it the age difference? is it yours truly being less available? is this something that happens in the normal course of growing up? Perhaps, it is a little bit of everything.
The boys have been genuinely enjoying each other’s company this summer. When I give a cold glare, Ram takes refuge in anna’s hugs. My lap gets passed over for anna’s comfy ones. Backpack gets handed over to me, so anna can free his hands to lift his little brother. Hugs are apparently exchanged during break in camps. They are not known by their names, but as so and so’s brother.
Of course, there are fights, and manipulations. When they fight, I stay out of it as much as I can. When they come for help, I ask them to talk to each other. They know each other’s hot buttons, and have learnt not to push it. Or if they push it, they know what buffoonery and antics can be used as damage control measures.
People change, relationships evolve. As they grow up, I hope they continue to accept each other as they are, know what battles to pick with each other, have an open and honest relationship, agree to disagree when they don’t meet eye to eye, and be each other’s support without holding each other back.