Our family is blessed with a God's son. We are 3 boys and rough around corners as we could be. Robin is the middle one. He's so special and unique in all ways. He used to be the naughtiest of all, he used to be the organized of all. He had this clean-o-phobia, wants everything to be clean. If you want to enter his room you need to make sure you are dust free. If you want to jump to his bed you need to wash your feet. Otherwise you are thrown out.
Above all everybody remembered him for his "I dont want no-one to control me" attitude. You need to watch him otherwise he grabs anything which is in his reach.
Once I remember an incident way back in 1984, one of our uncles( Joseph Uncle ) took us to Guruvayoor temple for evening walk. We were small kids may be 5 and 3 years old respectively, holding his each hands and walking through the crowd. Its evening time, lots of people come for prayers and its always crowded. So we were walking very carefully and there were fruit sellers who brings variety of stuff in carts and sell there. And those used to be stacked very well. We were passing by an orange cart, Robin as naughty he could be grabbed the lowest one in the stack and entire stack of orange fell down to road.
There were oranges running everywhere. And I remember picking oranges from road and the seller couldn't do anything be'cos he was a kid. Today he's preparing for his Ph.d, writing his own thesis. He's a parish priest, he's plays piano, he learns that too. He's very good at studies and always very special. When I saw this pic, everything was a nostalgia.
Today David ( my son ) when he's active he reminds me lots of Robin. Robin is on the right side
