My little brother's event

Failures, part of everyone’s life, haunt one’s memory lane when one is really in a brooding mood. My younger brother had his first event of life, Bratopanayan, at the age of 14, when he was in Grade 8. In fact the function was just two days before my own marriage ceremony. In those two events, one of the tasks that my father asked me to organize was to arrange photographers to capture the best moments of both the functions. I did arrange by contacting a still photographer.

One of my school buddies, who used to live in the neighborhood, had a younger brother, who started his business in still photography. This young boy came to me one evening and requested for a business and I, as usual being helpful always, acceded but told him to cover only by brother’s Bratopanayan function.

On that day, my misfortune was that the photographer I contracted did not turn up, and I was complementing myself on my decision to engage this young boy, my friend’s brother, as backup.

Everyone got busy with two functions at home, filled up with friends, relatives, and guests; with all the happenings in a week.

Once the functions are over, it was a natural wait for all at home to see the photographs taken. The photographer who covered my marriage function, delivered the goodies and everyone at home were all over them including my little brother. He was too anxious to ask me for the photos from his function.

Started calling up my friend’s brother and he promised me to deliver next day. And the next day has not arrived yet. I called him several times, went to their house, requested my friend to have a word with his brother, but nothing worked. Later I came to know that he spoiled the film. I just did not know what to say to my parents, relatives, my wife and more so to the little brother.

Till date, when I think of that event, I am not able to excuse myself for the failure on my part to do something for my little brother and sincerely hope that he has pardoned me, though he is too sweet in not mentioning to me about it ever.

Anything did I learn from that mistake? Answer is that there is nothing to learn except my own nature of believing others, trusting their words and trying to help them.  In return, misfortunes do happen like this from time to time and make me stand as a failure.