Hi everyone, so let me start I would like to share my childhood story I was born in in a southern part of India and I have an elder brother we used to play and have a lot of fun together.
Afterwards my dad came from Abu Dhabi to see us and bought a lot of toys gifts etc. He got a big hummer rather I got a BMW car, but he was jealous of mine and destroyed mine by hitting in a rock. Later I cried, and he used to love me a lot. And he used to call me baby I used to call him big brother.
One day he called me “Dog “afterwards I started calling him his name. Later everyone scolded me for not calling him big brother. Till now I have not called him big brother.