branded 'twins'

LESSON 1: Avin Richards


born in close proximity of each other... one of the first same aged person i saw in my life... living in same apartment.. same floor... parents are close friends.. sisters are even closer friends... well that was the starting of the coincidences.. i dont remember when it was or how it was when i saw him for the first time...coz all my memory has one person next to me... HIM...

we were called or branded twins for the uncanny resemblance to each other.. both physically and mentally.. we used to go everywhere together.. nothing could come between us without getting trampled upon..

we have been through a lot together.. in times of being thrown out of class, getting suspended.. and due to this a lot of money was saved by our parents.. coz whenever there was trouble it was me and him.. there was no chance that anyone of us would be alone in it.. this included the fights, the arguments, the bunking, the 'flirting' etc etc.. we practically gave a new definition to predictive investigation.. (well more like if he is there in it then 99.99% probability that i am involved too)

my earliest memories start from the time when we went to learn swimming... clad in our underwears holding rubber tubes.. the amazingly dexterous dives and one of out parents desperately pulling us out of the water.. looking for water snakes and jumping in to catch them (unaware of the fact that water snakes have more chance to be venomous than land ones).. then one of the most vivid memory.. the day i first knew that i actually cared for someone in my life.. the day avin managed to get a huge cut when he went searching for the ball we lost.. blood was gushing like there was no end to it.. he was unconscious.. i cried for the first time for someone... i was afraid.. but he pulled out of it... thanks to maybe a lot of tears from a lot of people..

Avin was always a non violent person from heart.. but maybe it was my old self where i wanted to vent my energy on something and i thought that being a protector of justice was the best.. so i was always there all ready to beat the crap out of anyone whom i felt was violating my rules.. and just coz he did not want me to get beaten up he used to join me.. even though it brought him a name of being the DADA too.. well i should say one of the DADAs... we were incredibly strong for the kids of our age... so we had our advantages... still remember the day we chased and tore down 8 guys ( 1 year senior to us) for destroying our project.. and the day we send 4 packing to the hospital for beating up my friend... we were violent but still we did something right..

whatever it was that i did or though.. he would be there with me. he was like my mind.. i could tell him anything... with him i was free 'not' to think.. coz he would do it for me.. it was heaven...

then it all happened.. the first blow came when we had to shift.. then soon came the time when i had to go to another school.. soon he too left.. we grew apart.. and finally after a long break of like 8 years we met.. but it was just a meeting.. we barely recognised each other.. the a few months back we met again.. then again.. one fine day i got to spend the entire day with him.. and i knew that we were still the same.. i had re-discovered my twin.. the branding 'twins' was for life.. he was still the same.. i had changed.. so had he... and guess what, in the exact same way.. we both came to detest fighting unless it had something to do with our friends getting hurt.. we both grew us as renowned techies.. we both grew up to hate maths.. we both loved bikes and gadgets and computers.. and we both even took the same stream.. the exact same stream.. we were still twins.. and today i proudly re-invent that term for us..

he is not my brother, not my friend, not anything.. he is a part of me.. a clone maybe.. he is me..

and most importantly he has a huge part in making me what i am today.. i have a lot of friends.. the reason why i am able to get them is his lesson.. he taught me to stand with your friends no matter what.. let the world think what they want.. let them do anything they want to you.. all that a true friends needs to do is to stand with his friend.. even if it means you dont like what they do.. (i mean in a good way)... i can proudly say it coz no one would term me an avin as a dada now.. we did protect the justice.. only thing he was not into it.. but he stood by me.. taking blows for me.. never complaining one bit...

the time i spend with him are the ones that i want the relive the most.. as i said it was and it would be the time when i am me...