Because 23 years back I got the beating when you started the washing machine when no one was looking,
and we always knew what the Rock was cooking.
Because Kobe might be good but you are the best,
and enacting Barnie Stintson is not a good idea when you are going for a test
Because you spent time shooting jumpers and hooks
when the rest wasted it on books and looks.
Because you came to my rescue when I was neck deep in the mud pool
When we were returning home celebrating the rainy day holiday at school
Because you dared to win and come down the roof with the rope ages ago
and we never found out where in the world was Carmen Sandiego?
Because you were a part of the crimes in our rakhi robbery
and you had a secret crush on Colin Mochrie
Because every time we played you would cheat like a maniac to win
and you did the best impersonation of Shang Tsung when you said “Finish Him”
Because you think you’re Johny Drama and I your baby bro
and together we found that paper soaps could be made at home and sulfuric acid did make ants grow.
Because you were always like the elder protective bro
and I always got second hand books and clothes
Because you deserve all the respect for your hard work and persistence
and we’re running out of time to appreciate each others existence.
I am privileged to have had you by my side as we grew,
and hope that I am successful in putting a smile on your face with the few words I dedicate to you.