Little Brother Thinks Big
Every now and then, I grumble and complain when my older brother scrutinizes my dark kohl or fitted attire. However, I have come to realize that my big bro is way more indifferent to my skirts and even guy friends than my squirt of a little brother.
Two summers ago, I was vacationing with my parents and younger brother in Europe. The almost seven year old kid plopped on my bed and watched me as I gave a surprise phone call to my good Saudi Arabian friend who was then in London for the holidays. When I finished my cheery conversation, my brother was looking at me in a peculiar way before he asked, “Mino hatha?” I told him it was my friend from college. Suddenly he inquired, “Hatha rifeejich?” Note that he did not say “Your friend” or “9adeeqich,” which is less black and white than the term he used. Of course, I was taken back. Was I being interrogated by my seven year old brother? I told him he’s one of my best friends before he looked at me amusingly, “Hmm…okay.” I was still stunned and slightly freaked at his sudden change in demeanor and tone.
Last summer, I joined my older brother, mother, and the squirt for a not-so-quiet dinner at the overrated Indian restaurant in Marina Crescent. The gang was waiting for me in the car. Everyone was already jammed in there. Everyone except the squirt; he was waiting for me patiently near the front door. He looked at me quizzically, eyeing my knee-length skirt, “Hathi il tanoora gi9eera?” Again, I was startled by his question/pseudo-provoking comment, “La moo 7i9eera. 7ilwa. Yallah imsh il sayara.”
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