I would have liked to talk to my brother when he was around my age. 5-6 years ago, second year of the University - that's when you get the most absurdly genius ideas. I know he has been doing great stuff since his childhood, but his student years are what I'm interested in. I really want to dig time travel.
I've just read his work for English class. And I realized that I don't know my brother. At all. What I saw was such a humble glimpse on his world, on his Universe, that I had shivers on my back, while reading his writings.
Looking back, I don't really know what he was doing all along. He tried to give me something, but, I guess, I was like a shut shell (and I still am). I never understood, never believed, was astonished and envied his genius.
Well, have I lost my chance to know him? Can I still do something to change this?
I remember him sitting beside his computer, being nervous and excited over things I never got. Will he ever find a person, who'll understand him and be an ultimate soulmate? I wish he will. If he needs that, alright. But who does not?
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