Syed Baqri

Ouuh.. I miss writing and not the type of writing that u have 2 think first before doing the writing (as in exam).  Speaking of exam, I was too busy to write. The next paper is on the 29^th and I want to write something before going back to the tons of books and continue stressing my brain out.

Before the guys arrived back here, I was thinking of him out of a sudden. And yesterday Wani & Siti (we went out for dinner) asked about my sisters’ age and I told them about him and amazingly, they had no idea that I used to have him (and I here I thought I talked A LOT). I don’t know why but I kept thinking about him lately.

He is Syed Baqri and he’s my brother. Yes, I used to have a BIG BRO (how cool to even write that?). I have never met him though. He is the first child of my parents. My mom said that the doctor told her that my brother won’t even survived in the womb. But my mom was determined to keep him and luckily he survived. The expected day to deliver him arrived but he won’t come out and my mom waited. As he is fragile, the doctor said that he should be delivered before the third day after the expected day. Luckily, my mom gave birth to Syed Baqri b Syed Burhanudin on the second day. She said that he had sharp nose (yeah, yeah. I know we are totally different) and little else that I know of. Again the doctor said that my brother won’t survive long. And fate has it that he survived to see the world for only a week. (oo, he was born on December the 2^nd - the birth date of Britney Spears and my eldest sister was born in 1981- Britney Spears’ birth year. How is that as a coincidence? Okay, I’m out of topic here)

I don’t know why but I remember him a lot lately. Technically, I don’t have any male companion all my life. And I can only imagine him being alive. If he’s still alive, he would be 31. Old huh? Heee.. 

I don’t know why but I want to have a big brother -real bad- and I think he would be a perfect older brother. He would now be married to a beautiful girl that treats me super nicely (I am after all, my brother’s little sis). And he’d be tall (taller than me – my sisters are super short) and has tanned skin and he has big hands (so that he can slap those who make me cry or those who break my heart). 

As he’d be 31 and I’m 22, he would know what I’m going through in life right now. The fact that I’m a student with lots of friends’ problems, and the fact that men can be jerks and that all I need is some companion that I can talk to, would make him a great confidante. I imagine him being such a protective brother that I can always count on. 

Oh yes, he is short-tempered too. We cannot help it. It runs in the family. Thanks to the other SB. We would have different opinion on things but he would still support me. He is talented and he plays guitar. He would do what guys do. He would go out at night and bring me along. My mom would scold him for bringing me out but he defended me. That is what I imagine about him. The best brother anyone would ever wish for.

Wishful thinking, huh? 

 (Okay, this is so not us. I just thought this is cute. The girl is too cute to be me and besides, since when we're a Caucasian family?)

Please don’t change my mind about how big brothers really behave because I just want to think highly of him.

"Abang, Bazilah tak kenal Abang. Bazilah hanya boleh doakn utk Abang. Abang tunggu Bazilah okay? Bazilah nk jumpa Abang. Semoga kita jumpa suatu hari nanti, Abang!"

-Al-Fatihah-