On 23rd December my brother did his entry into this damn world. For his birthday, we moved from NB's to my home the night of 22nd December. I wasn't a bit interested in his birthday party. I was completely lost leaving NB that day for a SINGLE day! I was on the verge of tears. But I tried to hide my off-mood keeping my chin-up, after all, it was my brother's special day, he was turning 8.
The whole day I was celebrating in low spirits. I spent my time at home mulling over him. Then we returned to my Mr Black's place on the 26th, the very next day of Christmas. A piece of extremely devastating news was waiting for me that was enough to break my heart.