I'm 27 and my brother is 21. As I am a elder sibling I remember all the good and bad the times when he was a baby and also the first time I took him in little hands. 6 years isn’t quite a big gap, but I still can recollect the picture of the hospital when I got to see his first glance.
I always wanted little brother of my own, and never a sister as I hated girls and didn’t want my parents to share me with a sister. Thus, while he was born I stumbled with rejoice to let the world know about my brother and someone whom I can tie “rakhi” now. Silly me, is the relation just about rakhi, a boy or no envy about? Defiantly not!