My Little brother,
Though 21,
Still he is very little ,
Both in his mind and brain,
When he goes to his friends,
He thinks ,they are right,
When he comes back to us,
He understands we are correct.
He has no fixed personality,
He is like that water,
Wherever you may put it,
It will takes it's shape,
He may dances like a monkey with his monkey like friends but on that very moment someone would remind him his family standard ,he leaves them at once. He shouts a lot but when i shout louder than him ,he becomes a silent cat.


© MRINMOY SINGHA ROY