My Normal Life Part-3

Yes, this is the third part of my normal life. 

But this ain't normal. 

Well, maybe it might have happened with every other elder sister who was left alone with a small 2-year-old cousin who is the most mischievous kid ever.

Allow me to explain.

So as everyone says, 'It was a normal bright day'.

Except it was windy.

My Aunt and her son, Jai came from England to India a few days ago.

I hadn't met Jai for a year so he was a bit shy at first (Why does this happen with every other younger brother I have?).

But being shy lasted for an hour only.

He became truly loud after that.

Well, back to the day I was talking about. Yeah, the windy one.

So mom and aunt left for the market in the afternoon. Dad was at the office as usual.

I was left alone with my siblings- Srishti and Shaurya and of course, Jai.

Well, when they three come together with, its havoc.

So I made them sleep. Good thing Shaurya and Srishti fall asleep fast.

So I just had Jai to take care of.

Which..... I thought would be easy.

I gave him chocolate, tried to put him to sleep but nothing worked. 

"Siya Didi! Let's go to the park!" Was his response (he does have a British accent, though) to a blanket.

Desperate to do anything but hear him cry, I took Jai downstairs.

He ran like Usain Bolt. No, seriously. He ran like lightning.

I ran after him but unluckily lost him.

Good thing I checked behind the garbage truck.

I picked him up in my arms.

He started kicking me. No. Just no. The last thing needed.

I took him to my home. His feet were covered in mud. Ew.

I took off his shoes.

The phone rang. 

Why was everything going wrong?

I left Jai sitting on the table and picked the phone.

Just mom.

I went back to the room. 

Jai wasn't there. Oh no.

The front door was open. Oh no (again).

I ran out.

The elevator closed.

I gasped and pressed the button. As soon as the lift opened I dashed in and smashed the button with '0 Floor'. 

That kid is something.

As bad luck is my best friend, the windy weather change into a storm. 

That kid was getting on my nerves.

I ran and ran. Dust was getting in my eyes.

I started crying.

Where would Jai be?

Then I spotted him. Sitting on a bench. Pretty far away.

I could not run anymore but like I had a choice.

I dashed after him, panting.

Then a gang of kids with cycles found him.

Oh no.

Those were the big kids. They were kind of a "gang" of friends who were a lot older than me. And they punched little kids. 

According to the rumour, I heard.

The kid who seemed like the "leader" picked him in his arms.

I went pale. 

Jai sat on their cycle and they turned around and dashed at the fastest speed.

I panted for air and ran, again. 

Pure cruelty.

They cycled faster and I kept sprinting (TXT's Run Away was playing in my mind).

After taking three rounds of the whole apartment, they finally came to a stop. 

The rain had become worse.

I went up to them nervously. 

They put Jai down and went away.

Ok, that was weird.

Jai started running again.

This time crying and looking for me.

I gritted my teeth and grabbed him.

At my sight, he gasped. "Siya didi! I found you! I want to go to the park!" (yeah, in a smooth accent).

And here he dashed again.

But I caught him. I picked him and walked as much as I could.

He started kicking me and whined.

It hurt. I cried and took him home.

Locking the door completely (which I had left open because of the little menace) I sat down on the floor. 

Jai kept running around banging the door.

How much energy did he have?

Luckily aunt and mum came back soon.

But I was sleeping. I was too exhausted.

That is a day I would never forget. 

I'm still scared of leaving the door open when Jai's around.
But even though he's pretty mischievous, he still is my younger brother. And he also has a sweet side!