The Forever Bond

I have 3 brothers that I love very much. Every one of them is unique and special. They look very different as if they were not related to each other, they act different they even have different accents because they lived in different places.

Growing up apart didn’t impact our relationship negatively. It’s not that mom and dad are divorced, but they both worked in different regions so we had to live apart for over 12 years. We barley go out in picnic together. However, once we meet we would talk for hours and hours about everything to catch up.

Abdulhakeem, He is 24 years old and he is happily married for over a year now. He always wanted to be pro break dancer, but of course he can’t study dancing in Saudi. He ended up studying chemical Engineering and now he is working for one the largest companies in the country.  He is My Super-hero; he is very protective, understanding and calm. He is a man who I would call for an advice. We share dark secrets and lovely memories of our childhood.  He is very caring and loving person. I still remember when I went out playing in the back yard of my grandmother’s house without wearing my shoes, I couldn’t walk nor stand on the hot floor, I was crying for help because it was very hot and sunny that day and it felt as if I was standing on burning coal. My superman Abdulhakeem came right away bare-footed for the rescue, even though he knew it was too hot for him too. 

Sometimes I would have flash back memories of him waiting for me to get back from the kinder garden. The school bus use to stop about  6 meters away from my home and Abdulhakeem would wait outside for me so he would carry me home because he didn’t want me to walk  when it’s too hot and almost 50 degrees out there. 6 meters is not so long but he was so caring and gentle.  I was 5 and he was only 7 and no, I wasn’t slim as a child, I was a bit chubby: D. 

 Dad and Mom keep telling me the story of the horror movie over and over again, they say I was in the living room and the TV was on, Dad was playing a horror movie and I was sitting there crying because I was scared, Abdulhakeem heard me crying and came right away covered my eyes, hugged me and took me far enough to feel safe.

It’s not that we had a perfect relationship, of course we fought many times  but I mostly remember the good times. When I turned 19 years old Abdulhakeem taught me how to invest my money in the stuck market to become financially independent. Unfortunately, we still don’t see each other much since we live over 500 km away from each other but the bond is still strong and unbreakable.

Mohammad, He is 18 years old and he is very shy person, loves football, he is mad about martial art and he is amazing self taught piano player. He looks very Asian and he has a body similar to Bruce Lee’s, I have a half-naked picture of him showing off with his ab muscles and biceps that I might post it later.  He studied Taekwondo and he has iron body. I like competing with him. I am not so good when it comes to football but I enjoy playing with him. I am studying Kung fu now so sometimes we would compete against each other, train or even teach each other different skills.

We have very close relationship, he is my favorite brother and I am his favorite sister.

We have so many things in common, we both love martial art and mostly kung fu even though he did Taekwondo, but it’s because he couldn’t find kung fu school. We both love classical music, he plays classical piano and I play classical guitar and we both love animals very much, especially cats. The picture that comes to my mind the most is us holding hands, because this is what we do the most when we are together. We would talk, play video games and watch movies all night long and I would never feel bored, he is so much fun to be with and I really enjoy his company. Sometimes I am a bit tough with him because I want to bring the best in him, I use to teach him how to write in Arabic beautifully and when he can’t do what I ask him to do I would punish him really hard and would make him write over 10 pages of a paragraph. he became the best Arabic font artist in his school. I do regret being a little too tough with him but knowing that all the hard work eventually paid off is rewarding.

Ramy, we always call him Rambo because he is a survivor. He survived an open heart surgery at the age of 4. He is 14 years old now and he is very tall and strong. He has great sense of humor, he makes fun of annoying things to make us laugh when we are about to explode in anger. He is  always helping mom in the kitchen, Mom says that Rambo do  house chores more than everyone ales. He loves fishing and biking. Rambo’s passion is children; he wants to be surrounded by a lot of cute children. I believe he is going to be a really great father, he loves children and he takes care of them very well. Ramy and I didn’t have a good relationship at the beginning because he was extremely spoiled, arrogant and bossy, he gets everything he wants. Dad spoiled Ramy too much that all my younger siblings were jealous of him. Ramy is so different now but he still have anger management issue but he is trying to change. I like tickling him until he turns blue and no longer can breathe.  I know it’s a bit cruel but I only do the ” tickling attack punishment” when he miss-behave.

This is Hala’s Idea, I was supposed to post it yesterday since the deadline Thursday 26th of Aug. I apologize for being late.

This post is a shared idea post on sister-brother relationships in Saudi Arabia, Participating blogs  to follow soon on this topic are:

Hala in USA

My world and more

Saudi Woman blog




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