By blood

My younger brother doesnt have good temper. In fact, he can be quiet, but when u step on his tail, he simply flares up. Dont expect the type of tolerance u see on me to be observed on him.

I know him, understand him better than anyone in the family, dote on him as much as my mum does. While he can be a fear factor in school due to his notorious reputation, he can be controlled and he listens to me.

One reason why he listens to me, was that in the past, i taught him wadever i know abt fitness. I taught him and trained him to be one of the best cross country runners in school. He was the school's finest badminton player. All accomplished within the constraint of limited resources and time.

He sees me as a brother of no authority, cos sometimes i seemed like a younger brother as he played his pranks on me. However, he followed closely wad i taught him and respect me for my dedication in teaching him.

He knows how to make me angry and thats for sure..

I remember there was an occasion, i cant remember wad exactly happened. He flared up as nobody in the family then could talk sense in him. He was in his teens and was already very strong then.

I went up and only with the intention of bringing him down, feeling very angry.

On his part, he couldnt control his temper and wanted to do something else. i blocked him from going elsewhere.

He was angry and swore. I said a lot that aimed deeply into his heart. He could not control his emotions and picked the small sofa wanting to hurl it towards me.

I continued to stand where i was and stared straight into his eyes.

For a second, he didnt move. I said with strength, "if u felt all these years, this brother here hasnt done enough to dote on u, to teach u the best and u shall now throw this sofa at me. Then wad i have done shall be null and void.. "

I stood there staring straight into his eyes.

He threw the sofa in the end. Deliberately at somewhere that wont hit me.

i teared and he teared.

That scene till now i can nv forget. The brotherhood, by blood..