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1. I'd have to say it was when I was 15, starting high school. God, or the
universe, must have smiled on me since my lab companion was an
absolute sweetheart. We started talking, and I recall muttering a
"Yes..." under my breath when I learned she didn't have a friend and
had spent her entire high school career at a CO-ED school. Anyway, I
made studying together, as well as lab sessions, a regular event... and.
It was a hit with her, and I'm enjoying it as well. She was like a
teacher to me; she taught me during lab hours, and I respected her for
being soft and pleasant.
2. My father rarely expresses his emotions. He never voiced his
feelings for me, so I assumed he preferred my brother. But, during
the last few years, my perspective has shifted. I realized that he not
only adored me but that I also meant a great deal to him. With time,
we developed a strong bond. When I was sick, he used to look after
me. He had a lot of restless nights...so I had a lot of good times with
him, but one of my favorites is stated below.
I believe that to have a strong relationship with your siblings, you must
recognize that they are now adults with their own lives. That they will
do anything they can for us, and we should be grateful. Be there for
them when they need you. Also, incorporate them into your marital life.
And everything else I admire in my brother, which is why I admire him.
4. It was around this time that I began attending high school. And it
was my first year, and my older brother was also enrolled in the
same school, but he was in his senior year. We used to dine together
at noon, and anytime someone attempts to bully me, he comes to my
rescue. When we're at home, he also acts as a teacher, instructing me
on what to do, what not to do, how to make decisions, and so on. Not
only did we make numerous beautiful memories, but we also spent
valuable time together. He used to look after me when I was a kid.
And everything about my older brother has made me respect him.
5. My mother is a great believer in God. She prays to God daily and
wishes for my healthy and bright future. During my jee days when I
used to study throughout the night. She used to motivate me and
encourage me, helping me with the small stuff. She also used to take
care of me when I felt sick, and when I got depressed by my results,
she said, don’t worry, there are still so many attempts left and try to
buckle up in the next shot, in this way, she doesn’t pressurize me.
Instead of that, she used to say that if your results are not good, I’m
also happy, and she smiles. and due to all these things, I used to
respect my mother so much