My perspectives of staying alone

Definitely Swetha has got me thinking today with her blog (read the blog below). Never in my life have I imagined I could stay alone. Infact I never belived I could. Being a very talkative person, it was simply not possible. I find myself staying alone now for the past 6 months or so. I never crib about anything. I seldom get angry, seldom feel sad, seldom feel happy. I have been living like a machine. I would feel happy when Federer or Schumi won. I would feel terribly sad when they lost. The only person I spoke to in office and after office was Kapil. The only person I spoke to everyday was my brother. During my childhood I always hated my brother, sometimes even to the level where I wished I didnt have a brother at all. At this point of time, if you ask me who I loved the most in life, I would say it is my brother. Well perspectives change and staying alone helps you get a thing or two into your head. When things go wrong for me, he feels more for me than I do for myself. But the way he handles it and induces confidence in me is something I yearn for.
I am still sorry I hated him when I was a kid. I know he loved me and he will love me always. But what I owe to him is something more than just an apology. He is a great guy and I am damn lucky.
Well I started writing something and ended writing another. Whatever, a blog is a blog.