We all have that one person in our life who at a point seems like our worst enemy and then our personal person later. The person who acts like the Einstein of our lives because they seem to know so much about us. They could write an encyclopedia about us and would get all details right and let us know that they are there for us no matter what. I dedicate today to them.
Mine makes the phrase, “I hate you” sound like the new I love you and I love him for that. Who is he? My partner in crime, My personal pest, My biggest fan. My best friend since birth. My older twin. My first love and my brother. He encourages me when I am down and is the reason why I take writing seriously. He is Senam Nutsukpui.
Using Senam, I will show some characteristics of these people and also why we love them the way we do.
They would move heaven and hell to make sure you are happy no matter how far they are
Senam is all the way in university in London whilst I am in Ghana, but he still goes out of his way to get me the stuff I need, including the silly stuff. I once “lost” my Mac lipstick to a cousin of mine and due to my very deep “I don’t share my Mac cosmetics attitude”, I needed another one. In all my anger the first person I thought of to call was Senam. “She took my Mac lipstick!! You know how I feel about my cosmetics… My MAC.. Senam, I am so up-…” and I was cut off by him saying, “I’ll get you another just send me the color and where I can get it.” However, this was after he finished having a good laugh, at my expense.
They know how to calm you, no matter how big your storm is
My darling brother knows exactly how to induce my storm as well as calm it down. He knows all the buttons to press to make me extremely happy. It is like he has a remote control and can induce any mood he wants. It is also for this reason that I can’t stay mad at him for more than a few hours.
You cannot stay mad at them, no matter how hard you try
The number of times Senam and I have had big arguments and fights are so many that my parents have lost count and stopped trying to solve it because we solve it before they can say STOP. In fact the love between he and I is such that it doesn’t tolerate third parties. One time we were fighting and some girl tried to bring her busy body. As funny as this sounds, we stopped our ‘quanta’ and lambasted her. I even remember Senam saying she should mind her business because we didn’t call her. After that we even forgot why we were fighting and laughed.
They tell you the truth that you can’t tell yourself
They are like the voice in your head that chastises you when you go wrong. They tell you stuff that you know but are not ready to admit to yourself and make you admit it eventually. I clearly remember when I started to write that I had no confidence at all and didn’t believe in myself. Senam stole my work off my laptop, read it and brought out the best in me. However, this mostly applies to Senam when it comes to talking about my clothes. He is that extra voice that I need to hear to assure myself that this dress truly has no hope on me.
They are your biggest critics as well as your biggest fans
The same way my brother has no problem criticizing some of the things I do to the point where I wonder what the sense in what I am doing is, he can praise me greatly too. He is like a silent observer watching me create a road who quickly prompts me when the road is not straight. He will brag about his baby sister (he likes to emphasis the baby) when I have done something good and won’t wait for someone to talk about me for doing something bad before he corrects me.
SO why do we love these people so much? For who they are to us and what they do for us. They are the ready ear that listen to all our issues and never judge us. They give us their undiluted opinion and could easily be referred to as our conscience. Without these people we would be a great mess and we must appreciate them for that. We should never take them for granted and must appreciate their efforts. Never let them forget that you care about them and that they are valued or you may lose them and that would be awful.
It could be that friend who is with you so much that you are mistaken for siblings, that parent who is your best friend, that auntie who is always gisting with you, or that sibling who is your personal person. Mine is my brother, who is yours?
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Seyram is a fun loving person with a selfless heart. She is 17 years old and aspires to be a lawyer. She blogs at The Diary of A Ghanaian Weirdo.