I never really thought that I would be dedicating a blog post for my elder bro, Krit. He was a follower of my blog at some point.I don't know where to begin about him. I have way too many memories and some don't seem to want to disclose itself. One of the few things I remember of him was how annoying he could be and how he would tease me soooo much that I would get so upset with him since I was little. I can never forget that. And having had two brothers, my lifestyle was always influenced by them. Wrestling and soccer were two of our favorite sports. I remember Krit would be by himself while my little bro and myself on another team and yet Krit would beat us two. Few other sports we picked up along the way and played together were wakeboarding and snorkeling. Somehow Krit began to like water sports a lot and became a better swimmer than I did. One other thing Krit will never be forgotten for was his great cooking skills. He loved cooking and eating; and Indian food! We will miss his cooking definitely!
At some point, the priorities of our lives began to take different directions. And as much as I used to feel disturbed that we never thought the same way; I have come to realize that he had never stopped me from doing the things that I felt gave me happiness and always wanted me to be happy. One of the things he always said was to never worry. He was a true believer in living the moment, being happy and dying young. And somehow, I think he got his wish. I will always remember him as the happy-go-lucky guy. As much as my brain has yet to grasp the whole idea that I will never see him again, I feel comforted that he is in a better and safer place and that we will meet one day in a more beautiful place.
The truth was, Krit struggled so much to fight the social forces in our society. And I remember how he used to enjoy prayers and meditation; all because it was a moment for him to "get away" from the chaos. And as much as I have always envisioned us growing old and dying together at a later point in life, I am so sure that he will live on in my thoughts and prayers. I will make sure to pass on the wonderful memories of my brother, Krit.
Despite all the things we do in life, at the end of the day, we are remembered for the good things; remembered for our kindness, laughter, smile; for the little things we might have said or done to someone. And sometimes in this lifetime, we feel like we haven't made an impact on anyone; but somehow we all do. So what we thought was important in life, think again because we might have gotten it wrong the first time. Though I hope to be able to write more of him, I can't; just because no words could suffice that unique brother of mine. He has done more than goodness in my life and I truly appreciate him.
"All things in life change, sometimes slowly and sometimes quickly. We do not notice the gradual changes, but the sudden change comes like a great shock. We are frequently stunned or filled with grief. Death comes suddenly; but, like birth, death is an open door to a new and greater life."
