My Younger Brother is Elder to me

The number game.

Hey guys I am back!!!! This time I have a riddle for you. I am born on 3rd of March while my brother is born on 1st of March ... Who do you think is the older one?

First of March..... Right??? My brother of course.... I knew it but it was difficult to make my family understand. They say it’s me. Come on, is it logical?  Third coming before First….. And this convincing had not started recently. From the earliest memory I have, when I was in the first grade to my 5^th, I have tried hard to convince. My brother's birthday cake came first then mine so how is it possible that I am the older one is my question.

I asked my mother, I was 8 then. She was the safer bet compared to my father for I was sure I wouldn't get a whack but even she did not have an answer, I think, but she smiled ... My Sherlock Holmes mind tried to decipher her smile. Was she hiding something? Another birthday passed and I was none the wiser. My hundred dollar doubt still continued. Why was I not the younger one? Now my stubbornness to prove my point had another perspective. The younger ones are the pampered lot. I have seen it among my cousins and even in my home. Only at our house my parents had got there numbering wrong. Third March comes after first. A casual remark from a relative ignited a spark "They look so similar, they could just pass for twins"... yes that's the answer... Our height weight and physique matched because we were twins.

 The study of science brought in some disappointing revelation. How could my mother give birth on 1st and then also on 3rd. So 'twins'..... No we were not. Then what was the surprise elemental. Being staunch Christians we children were taught Bible and prayers. We knew we could turn to God to solve a dilemma. As a 9 year old child, I regularly studied the bible. During one of the discourse, I had an enlightenment. 'I am a divine birth'  like my God above... that could  explain, my mother giving birth to me on 3rd after her 'normal' child on 1st. I felt elated... Yes that could be a possibility. So what if nobody called my mother Mary ...my father was Joseph.

Armed with my new information I was ready to face my demons. I have an answer to how my mother could give birth in a span of two days..... But my basic doubt still persisted..... How am I the elder one?

That was then, 3 decades earlier 31 years to be exact. Another March 3rd is fast approaching. I still muse over those childlike days when numbers never mattered. There was no logic in years. Innocent questions were asked and concluded innocently. I wonder whether children today would have such queries because if they do I have the answer now. I would say "it's all in the mind....it's a number game called years"

My brother who is elder to me by a date is younger to me by 3 years. Happy birthday dear brother and me too!!!!!

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